Boys will be boys...and now and then they’ll be men.

I won’t lie. Sometimes I want to kill myself because there’s testosterone invading every possible space and filling my head up to my ears. There’s fighting and yelling and boys wanting to kill each other if provoked. So you can only imagine my relief and pure happiness when the boys played football together for an hour today without one single fight or argument breaking out. Normally an organized game where there’s competition involved results in hurt feelings and possibly hurt bodies. Not this time though...and I had to capture a photo or two so I could remember this moment forever....