the third kid...yeah i'm talking about the one in the middle~
sometimes the loudness of my house annoys me...the screams and yells that rock the house when dad is ready to wrestle.....but times like these are what the kids like love. when dad gets home and draws all his attention on them. they feel good. about life. about home. about being worry free if only for a minute. so for a little while i choose to let them scream. let them yell. and let them wrestle.