Sunday mornings are spent getting the boys off with Chris to the ski hills. I love watching them set off, all in their gear, so excited and full of energy to get boarding.
I love even more the tired, oh-so-t0-the-bone exhausted, boys who return from their adventures. Their eyes are heavily lidded. They smile happy grins that signal a day of fun that spent every last ounce of energy they possess. There is nothing cuter than three little boys, all worn out and happy. I could eat them up.
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