Life With Boys

The mis-adventures of two crazy boys and their bleary eyed parents.


Tyler 9 p.m.

I hear rustling at the top of the stairs.

“Tyler, what are you doing?”

Tyler’s response: “Sleeping.”



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I started this site so my mom could get news about her grandkids without me having to walk her through the process of trying to open and email attachment several times a week.  Since then she has passed away and I’ve fallen off the blog wagon, but I’m inspired to pick it up again now.

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