They're boys. Yeah, I know...they're grown-up. But at heart, they are boys who haven't gotten past the pranks they used to pull when they were in elementary school. It's one of the things I love most about my husband, his brothers, and my own siblings. Just don't tell them.
And, it is one of the reasons I wept with joy on the day my baby sister was born. Cause sometimes you can't take anymore of the stink.
|My mischief making baby sister|