Explosions, Dirt, and Mischief

OK this is my first attempt at posting on the Stapleton Shenanigans and I truly hope that I entertain as well as my lovely wife does with her posts.  I just wanted to take a minute and try to explain with meager words a view of the world through a boy's eyes.

Every tree is able to be climbed and those just out of reach branches are oh so tantalizing.

Dirt is a commodity to be prized and must be carried in pockets, inside shoes, and every crevice God created on the little boys body.

All of God's creatures want to be caught,  trapped, investigated, and shown off to moms, sisters, and various little girls whose screams are almost as valuable as dirt.

Pirates are cool and walk with peg legs, say shiver me timbers, and have buried treasure hidden throughout my backyard.

Aliens are both extremely real and engaging, animals talk, and life must be lived moment to moment with barely a breath taken between adventures.

Little boys love their mommies even when the say they don't.  A mother's tender touch can heal all hurts, mend all wounds, and ease all fears.

They will emulate the men in their lives and ( by the grace of God we are worth emulating ) one day will become one.  Daddies are strong, fearless, able to leap tall buildings in single bounds, and know everything from how to fix the mower to gluing Buzz Lightyear's leg back on.

Little boys are special and they need to be allowed to be little boys.  Energetic, inquisitive, and rambunctious they are created in God's image and deserve to be who they are while being shaped by loving discipline and guidance.

Pray for all the little boys in this world because one day they will become men with little boys of their own

Luther, a proud daddy of three such little fellas