They used to be so little. They used to bicker a lot. They still bicker a lot.
More often than not it’s the two older ones vs. the youngest. Guess what, the youngest almost always gets his way.
Despite the chaos, the noise, the disorder whenever they are together — there’s still love, joy and bliss.
They serve as a reminder that there’s good in this world.
Presenting, my son and my two nephews…
If it doesn’t work the first time, second time’s the charm…
Why does it have to be sooo hard???
One more try.
My heart is full.
photos taken using my iPhone, at my dad’s 76th bday dinner.