Boys will be Boys

I've now come to readily agree with the old adage, boys will be boys. 

There's just no fighting it.

They will use a box as a hide-out, their brother as a "special source" (-Christian quote), and are ready to shoot at any moment, because, after all, they are secret agents.

They drink filthy bath water, because it is so fun to see momma gag.

They get their secret missions at the same time on the same line, from 'Tana Nana.

They use their power tools to fix the fence...together.

They sneak a loaf of momma's sourdough when she isn't looking, and then split it.



They dress up in costume.  Sometimes as super-heroes.  Sometimes as animals.  And sometimes as little Hawaiian keikis.  

Every day is an adventure around here, and I wouldn't trade it for the world.