October 1

Mornings are not my thing. It usually takes me a good hour and at least one cup of coffee before I'm fully coherent (or at least what qualifies as "fully coherent" for me of late) and in a decent mood. But despite my lack of caffeination this morning, I came downstairs, saw this, and smiled to myself:

They fight like crazed dogs sometimes, but I know these Little Boys of mine love each other like no one else. They're truly best friends, and they're truly blessed to have one another. And I'm blessed to be able to watch them be best friends.