My Boys.

Just because I really, really would have planned my 4 girls just like they happened if I could have..... that doesn't mean I don't like the boys in my life.

I love the boys in my life.

I especially love the little Mister pictured on top. He is Mcky and he loves me too. Just ask him. Because trust me, he will tell you.

My obsession with The Husband has been well documented. Because it has been so well documented, we will obsess about him on another post.

This post is all about the other boys in my life. I love them all so much. So long as they don't live with me. Sadly, I am serious about this.

I mean, I truly don't think my nerves could take it. Give me the moodiness and high maintenance of girls any day of the week over the rough-housing of boys. Seriously. Any day of the week.

That being said, here is a great big shout out to all my Boys...

Those pictured: Clark, Jim, Jaymen, Micah, Joah, Mcky, Benson, Jesse, and of course, The Carver.

And those not pictured: Ben, EJ, Danny, Joban, Mac, Dallin, and Bradden.

I love you all.

And to start off, here are my two favorites. My brother Clark (yes, we are biologically related) and my Boy, Jaymen......


Stepdad Jim, Jaymen, and Clark

Nephews Joah and Micah

More Micah

More Joah. Are you serious? Ridiculously perfect looking.

My boy, Jaymen. Okay, so he really isn't my boy. He is Ben and Melissa's boy. But he is my first nephew and the first boy in our family and for some reason that I can't explain to anyone I love him more than I could love my own son. I don't know why or how, but I do. I really, really do.

Nephews Jesse and Benson. I have a soft spot for Mr. Jesse, just ask the husband. I'm hoping he wants to leave the farm someday and become a city boy and maybe live with us for awhile. Fingers crossed.

Ok. If you know me at all you probably know I have stared at this next picture for hours. My two favorite boys. Jaymen and Carver. My heart can't take it.

And as my grand finale today: Carver.

And he needs no explanation.

He is what life is about. He is everything.

Dear Carver:

I am coming to see you the First weekend in August, and I am counting down the days. Until then, I have started to send little care packages to you. You will get one every month. And your mother can't say anything about it, she must give you the presents and treats. Even if it's candy, even if you haven't eaten your dinner. Because that is the rules when it's from Grandma.

I love you and I miss you.

Love,

Grandma MaLeisa