Christmas morning at home with the boys.
This year it really stuck me that as the boys get older their presents get smaller in size. I am so thankful for that... Gone are the days where an excersaucer and playpen occupy half the living room.
The Legos are smaller... The bill is a bit larger but manageable.
They are all beyond the puzzle stage and the gap between playtime abilities of oldest and youngest has narrowed.
Superheroes and spy gadgets dominate the house as the war between good and evil rages on.
They good guys always win.
These truly are the good ol days.
