My Little Angels (of Chaos)

Don't they all look so sweet? It's so much fun to be a dad to three boys. Ben and Kyle are so adorable cuddled up under their fuzzy blanket on the futon. They really are sweet boys. Especially to their younger brother. This little 4 month old cutie is rarely at a lack for attention. Ben just loves to dote on him, often a little too close. I don't think Owen has a huge issue with personal space yet, so I guess it's ok with him for now. And Kyle has his own way of doting that usually includes talking to Owen in a high pitched sing-song little voice that mimics the way we talk to him sometimes.

But these angels bring their own brand of adventure to our house. Owen can even get in on the chaos some days with his proliferation of little wet spots from either drool or (more likely) spitup as he scoots around the floor. The older 2 have gotten a little more ... what shall we say... chaotic. Over the past week, I've discovered paint chipped off the walls, a 3-inch string of carpet pulled out on the stairs and the glove box door pulled from it's hinges. (That's the last time they are allowed to mess around in the van while we're working in the garage, that's for sure!)

But, I guess as they say, "boys will be boys!" And they're all very kind at heart and aren't being mean or malicious in their actions. It's just that when the play, they play hard and if they're curious (like their daddy), they'll just keep picking at something until the figure out how it works or it breaks. What can I say?