Tonight, Andrew and Jasper were wrestling in the living room by the Christmas tree shortly after we finished facetiming Jamal and then Nana and Papa. I was in our bedroom, reapplying vaseline to my new tat and Brody was so sweetly and tenderly playing peek-a-boo with Walker on the bed. Walker was wearing only a diaper since he had just had a huge pee explosion all over his clothes, and his chubby wubby rolls jiggled as he giggled and smiled and cooed and giggled some more at Brody. From other room, Jasper yells, "Brody, come help!" as he's pinned down by Andrew. Brody instantly stops what he's doing, says, "Sorry, Walk. I aint got no more time!" and raced as fast as his little legs could take him out of our room and out into the living room to save Jasper.
These boys are the most precious brothers! They love each other, the hold fast to each other, and they're FAST as they race around and around and around the house all day long. Oh, how precious it is!!
As Brody raced out of the room to go save Jasper, I thought to myself, "yep. this is what dreams are made of."
God is so incredibly kind!!!
ok- gotta go feed Walk now.
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