There’s a certain magic that comes with the very first snow. For when the first snow is also a Christmas snow, well, something wonderful is bound to happen.
~Frosty the Snowman movie
Last weekend Steve and I went on a rare date, and for some reason, he thought we should buy the boys snow coats.
Today, we were so glad he did.
Although I handle much of the day-to-day with these boys, I couldn’t do it without him. What he handles is invaluable to all of us. And without him, things would be forgotten completely, like snow coats.
Brandon is half-adult, half-boy. Always juxtaposed between getting old and staying young.
And Holden, ah, Holden. He is himself in a way that is completely indescribable. But this is a blog so I will try. He is unruly and opinionated and rowdy and sometimes tender. He is rambunctious and loud and rough and tough but sometimes sweet and cuddly. He is a daredevil, a risk taker, an adventurer, a clown. He is our crazy nutball.
Oh what fun it is to live with these completely opposite boys.