both boys want to pee in daddy's bathroom. or when brad has to go, he gets lots of company...
maxer and bear repeatedly tell me they love daddy, but not to worry because they are convinced that baby ayla loves me.
both boys are protectors of daddy's things. like when i attempted an adorable easter egg crafted involving strips of paper from brad's old successful farming magazines, they both started crying saying daddy will be so mad at me, the mom, for ruining his most cherished old mags.
the boys need daddy to lay by them to go to bed at night.
my heart is full of thankfulness that the man they so desire to emulate is one that demonstrates a life lived to glorify the lord. thank you jesus for the incredible daddy my boys have after which to model themselves.