Ok so here I am alternating between negotiating my way round the seemingly endless number of hotwheel and matchbox cars strewn over the house...and negotiating my way around the seemingly endless number of cars parked in my driveway.
All of which belong to the male persons in the family.
Sometimes the levels of testosterone in the house surely is beyond normal?
I KNOW boys have to rumble to keep their position in the family...6 boys big and small and 1 dad who still likes to rumble... Well you get the picture.
People ask me sometimes what's been the biggest challenge with raising a 2nd family and I ponder that for a bit. Is it really the increasing number of socks (see previous entry) or is it something else?
Well I smile and say you know what? It's the challenge of 50 yr old bones trying to be agile once more. I guess that's why this mama doesn't get on the floor to rumble - I leave that to the boys. When the big brothers (kuyas) come to visit it's like who can get one the floor first... For a rumble or a horsey ride...
Warms the heart though to see grown up sons interacting with little sons. and teaching them how to be boys after God's heart.
Ah! It's all good and I give thanks for the daughter God gave us and 2 grand daughters. A nice balance!
And most days... I tread carefully... Just in case there's a hot wheels car underfoot
i feel that one with you! these bones don't rumble on the floor. how blessed are you to have big boys who are happy to do that for you!
ReplyDelete