“And Max the king of all wild things was lonely
and wanted to be where someone loved him best of all.”
~Where the Wild Things Are
I have four brothers.
And two sons.
Boys are different.
They love in unique ways that come in shades of super hero and bright, tight wrestling matches. It’s the sheer physicality of raising boys that has taken my breath away.
Nothing is done half way. Everything is exuberant. Taste, Feel, Smell, See, Touch! Boys ride the senses something wild and wonderful, leaving chaos in their wake. Chaos and puddles and piles of dirty laundry.
Wrangling them and raising them into men of integrity – it’s hard, muddy work. And some days it’s counter-intuitive.
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