I put my boys to bed tonight as usual... well, better than usual really. We have our routine whereby they have their bath, clean their teeth and then I read son #2 his story, then son #1 his. Tonight it all seemed sooooo relaxed, soooo enjoyable. Son #2 had been tidying his room, just off his own back, and has done a lovely job. Son #1's room was pretty tidy anyway. That alone amazes me, when I think back to the traumas we used to have about room tidying !!
They are growing up so fast and growing into the most adorable 2 boys that I could ever have dreamed of. Yes, we have our moments of grumpiness and shouting, but more and more these days life is enjoyable. They provide wonderful company and good conversation. Son #1 is 10 now, but he still will snuggle up on the sofa to watch tv with me - or just spontaneously come and give me the biggest cuddle.
On Saturday son #1 scored 4 goals at football and made about 3 more. I was so proud to watch my baby as he generously laid the ball off to other boys to score when he could quite easily have scored himself. He is so sensible, so sensitive. Son #2 is just a bundle of energy - racing around at 100 miles an hour, always laughing and trying to make us laugh. But he's always the first to notice if you're down or need some help with something. He has a way of helping people so that they don't even know he's doing it.
I found the photo above, taken maybe 6 years ago, and I love it. They are so serious in their roles - with son #2 trying hard to copy his big brother. I want to make the most of every moment I have with them, every cuddle, every smile. Before I had these 2 fellas I didn't know it was possible to love anyone as much as I love them. They are... my boys.