my four boys have some very sweet rituals…and i am a happy bystander. I love to watch them interact. My husband travels a lot and the kids have learned how to make the most of the time that he is at home with them. The little baby has also started joining in for his share of biscuits. The morning starts with the boys joining us for our morning tea with their biscuits. Then, as my husband heads to the bathroom to start getting ready for the day, the twins follow him to watch him shave and play with some shaving foam. They love running off with his shaving brush once he is done and then lathering their face with foam. 


Next it is time for breakfast and Dad usually has cereal or muesli. He sits on the floor with the three kids around him and feeds each one of them between his own spoonfuls. Baby Amu makes his way right to the front by edging the boys aside and climbing over any limbs that may be in his way. If he does not get a spoonful fast enough he squeals loudly and makes sure he gets it.  Then, as Dad gets ready to leave the boys hand him his cell phone and wallet and wait at the door till he gets into the elevator.

At night when dad comes home, they tell him about their day before retiring to their rooms. On weekends they hang out with him for a little longer and the four boys horse around while i am happy to sit back, unwind or take some pictures.



About myfourboysandme

Mom - a word that defines me... I smell of oats, johnson's and home baked cookies I am pink, purple, green and orange and so is the floor my kids color on. Flour on my clothes and a brush in my pocket, my glasses bent out of shape and smudged with tiny fingerprints. I can't remember the date but i know almost 40 pictures books by heart. I wake up humming 'wheels on the bus'and i talk with my fingers and eyes and mouth. My bag carries band aids, napkins, wipes, crayons, papers, candy and sometimes my wallet. I know all the parks and very few of the restaurants in my neighborhood. Most of my shopping is diapers, books and paints My phd certificate lies in a roll, the frame now contains an abstract work of art by two year olds and i am prouder of that piece of paper. mom - a word that defines me!

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