Monday, July 29, 2013

Them Fighting Words (& Faces)



My boys wrestle and play like puppies, but they very very seldom physically hurt each other on purpose.  For that I am grateful.  It's the words they use to hurt each other that break my tender heart.  I know siblings will always know the best way to love and hurt each other, but oh my, sometimes I wonder.


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