Man Time!

Boys need to play . . . hard . . . constantly. It's exhausting for me--I feel like I've been chasing them around all day, and then to have to throw them around again is just--well, tiring! Thankfully, there is some kind of play-all-the-time gene linked to the Y chromosome. My dad is a great Bucking Bronco, a feisty wrestler, and a superstar catch-you-throw-you-on-the-bed player! I'm so grateful for his energy and playfulness since the boys desperately need the activity and attention with their dad being away. Grandpa Harp (their great-grandpa) raced cars with them too, satisfying their "wheels" cravings. I'm so grateful for such great men and examples to my growing boys.