One … TWO!
I still have random moments where I stop, look around, and realize I have two boys. My twelve-year-old self never would have imagined that I’d be raising two boys. Heck, my twenty-one-year-old self wouldn’t have either! Just look at these two. A fat, scowly old man baby and his long scrawny big brother. Since Quinten … Continue reading One … TWO!