Let the Wild Rumpus Start

I think every morning I should wake, telling myself "let the wild rumpus start" because that's pretty much when it begins. Most the time it's a good wild rumpus. However, since Ry has started school, the boys have developed this lovely habit of driving each other crazy from about the time we pick up Ry until late afternoon. I think Covey is a tiny bit jealous that Ry spends his days at school. Once they snap out of their sibling funk, you'd never know they were fighting minutes before. Friends or fighting, it feels a bit like 'The Wild Things' around here & for that, I am thankful.