When I started this blog, Ben was a little over 2 and Joe was not yet 1. This blog recorded so much of their mischief, messes, joys and antics during those younger years. I truly never pictured these days when Joe and Ben would become absolutely invaluable to me and the running of this family. They are two of the most selfless and servant-hearted young men I've ever met.
They're always ready with a joke, a helping hand, shoulders or a hip to carry the youngest and a rock-like stability already present in two so young. How I love them and thank the Lord for His plan to have them arrive back-to-back when I had planned something much different.
Mariana thrown in for good measure because her brothers love her fiercely and brought her along for the long drive home. Ben drove the truck from around 10pm to exactly 4:15 am when we arrived home in the darkness of the very early morning. Joe stayed awake the whole time except for 20 minutes when he briefly "closed his eyes" as they passed by Montreal. When we arrived home, the whole crew quickly found their beds, but Isaac first turned on a flashlight and checked the laying hens before he shone the light brightly on my gladiolas that had bloomed while we were away. In the pitch black, he called to me, "Mom, come quick! Your flowers have bloomed and they're beautiful." The boys have become men.
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