Like brother like ... brother

Boys.
These two boys of ours have a fire in their hearts.  Passionate, driven, and quite determined.  Qualities that will take them far, help them do big things.  But as their mother, I'm holding on for dear life trying to train up these little warriors.  They have sweet cuddly moments and both have very sensitive hearts - but boy do they keep us busy. 

Little man has bruises all over his forehead.  From climbing out of the crib.  Again. And again.  Fifteen months old - I wasn't ready to fight this battle for at least 6 more months.  Thankfully we turned the crib around and that seems to be holding him in for now.  Friends have recommended a crib tent, but I know this boy and I know his brother and between the two of them, they'd have that figured out in no time.

 Carson climbed out the window the other day.  We're sitting in the living room enjoying the fresh air of a beautiful fall day and realize Carson is no longer playing by the couch.  He's walking around the backyard.  He pushed out the screen and climbed right out.  Thankfully our window is only a foot off the ground so there were no injuries.  He was actually quite proud of himself.

We're bracing ourselves for at least 15 years of scraped knees, bloody noses, black eyes, and broken bones and praying for two boys that hold on to their passion, drive, and determination and direct it toward serving the Lord as men of character and humility and men with the ability to lead and live boldly.  We want them to be world changers, to do big things.  (As long as those big things don't involve robbing banks.)

We asked Kyler a few days ago if he was going to be a world-changer, & his response?  "No, I'm just gonna be Batman."  I love these wild boys. :)