Every once in awhile we get the distinct privilige of watching my nephews. It's a good thing. Sometimes the girl drama is a bit overpowering in this household. With the Captain gone as much as he is, the estrogen can get pretty thick by the time he comes home. In the meantime, the boys come over for an afternoon and then get things back in balance real quick like. And we can usually live on the testosterone fumes for a good month or so.
This is Mason.
They look to be full of testosterone, eh?
We have had an ongoing Super Mario Brothers battle with the boys to see who could get to the Princess first. Have to admit, my girls can hold their own when it comes Super Mario Brothers - Marissa especially.
Victories are that much sweeter when you can all join in the fun.
So after a little yelling, a little wrestling, a little farting and burping, a little jumping on the furniture, a little fierce competion, we are good on the testosterone.
Even Harry is relieved. Living with us girls can be pretty tough. No wonder he is so happy when the Captain gets home.