The Silly Brothers

I had an hour tonight with nothing pressing to do. So I got out the laptop to write an serious post about Thanksgiving and Hope and God's faithfulness in my life but I wanted some pictures. And I got caught up with editing pictures. And it struck me. I have some silly brothers. Crazy brothers. It is getting harder and harder to get a picture with them both in the same frame. But they sure do love each other. Every afternoon when we walk through the door laden down with backpacks and lunch sacks they take off for cars. And they play. Semi together. Rolling cars all over the house. Making vroom vroom noises that they were born making. Tonight Miller gave Noah a kiss. And my tired worn out mommy heart just about melted. How precious is their brotherhood. I water it with my prayers and praise. I hope I never stomp on it and that I only nurture it. I hope their brotherness brings others closer to God. It sure brings me to His feet :) Love them.

I'll post Thanksgiving posts later. For now I am just going to sleep. More cars to play tomorrow.