A few weeks ago, I took the boys to a local facilitiy that is part farm, part mueseum, part petting zoo, part playground....and free. Gotta love it! While we toured the school house, Zion and Grayson decided to plop down in the desks (a novelty for home schoolers, I guess....). Z instantly struck the pose of a bored schoolboy while Grayson assumed the role of mischief maker.
Jackson is eleven now. Had you told me twelve years ago that my life would turn around the crazy actions of three little boys, I would have called you a moron. I wasn't interested in children, I was out to change the world. Little did I know that my only hope of accomplishing the latter involved the former.