Once upon a time, I declared "my boys will never play with guns". Then, my not yet, two year old Brady ate his toast in the shape of an "L" and said "pow pow pow". Can anyone say "foot in mouth". My boys are now obsessed with guns, swords, sabers, you name it. And so, I wasn't surprised when Tyson my one year old mastered guns and shooting. Thanks Brady and Ben.... But my heart just melted when this photo was taken. Benjamin was sad and crying, and Tyson out of the blue walked over to him and hugged him and gave him some loves. It was so sweet. Especially, since Tyson has been too busy discovering the world around him. He doesn't let us hug and cuddle him as often as I would like. My kids are the best cuddlers.
