Oh, these boys of mine... And to think, for all these years, I have been taking the blame for their big mouths. I'm fairly certain that this photo is proof that their blonde hair and blue eyes aren't the only things they inherited from dear ol' Padre.
My typical day? Two steps forward, eight steps, a couple of knock-downs, and maybe a nervous breakdown or two, back. Feel free to grab a front row seat as I wrangle pets, subdue teens, and torture a very tolerant husband.