All Boy

I cried when I first found out that I was having a boy. Of course I was excited that our baby was healthy, but I was mostly scared. Having three younger sisters myself, my childhood was filled with pretty dolls and pink hair bows. I hadn't a clue as to what one did with a boy. I remember tearfully telling my husband, "But I don't like trucks and trains..." *sob*

Two little boys later, I now know the difference between a backhoe and a forklift. Or a tender and a locomotive. And I'm darn proud of it. I love my boys...

This may be my favorite *boy* photo ever (and it's not even my kid!)...