Reading has become a love for my boys.
I have a smile plastered on my face (okay Nick, tears in my eyes…) every time I see this.
My love of reading is pretty intense.
Some might call it an obsession.
My husband learned early on not to talk while I am reading.
I do not hear a word.
The boys wanted butterfly wings.
They made them by themselves for the most part.
They also became batman and robin gliders instead…
No wind to fly a kite?
No problem, just run with it non-stop.
Best. Game. Ever.
Love the butterfly wings. Lily would think they are awesome. Especially if she got to paint them. Hmmmm. Another summer project. I need a longer summer.
You do need a longer summer! The boys loved them!