I live in a house with mostly boys and I’m gonna to be honest – it’s an adventure. I grew up with a sister and a quiet brother. It didn’t quite prepare me for Mom life with three crazy boys who love to wrestle and give each other hugs. (And also, to their favorite sister!) Proof is in the pictures on my phone. Hmm. But here I am and here’s the Truth: even on the days it’s hard to not pull my hair out, I realize how blessed we all are to have each other in our lives. ❤
Sometimes a brother’s hug
Is more like a tender tug.
Or an adventure in the making –
Especially if things are breaking.
It’s a strong and warm embrace.
Usually with a dirty face.
Filled with love and care,
Even as things are flying in the air.
And it brings Mom out of hiding.
Occasionally even chiding.
If it seems like fighting,
Well, it’s them uniting.
So don’t let it get you down
Because brothers are the best around.