Being a mom to 3 boys is no walk in the park, it’s more like a sprint from one end to the other, all to do it again the next day. I never pictured myself as a mom, especially a mom of 3! My husband and I are both only children, so this parenting thing still has us stumped at times. Like lately when our 3 year old throws hour long tantrums because of the color of his socks, or the fact that it takes 2 grown adults to strap him in a 5 point car seat. Some days are just so trying, more like some hours. Take these photos for instance. These absolutely sum of one great hour of brotherhood, a little wrestling, some laughing, some crying, some fighting, and some loving. C’mon don’t we all experience every human emotion in one hour? HA! I love everything about these boys, I love when they run to me and ask for a hug, I love when they tell me they don’t like me (that usually means I am doing something right) I love when they get each other to laugh, I love turning their bedroom lights off to find them sleeping in a pile of books, I love their curiosity, and I especially love the world they have opened up to me, one full of new adventure, wonder, and new experiences.