| Written by Trish |
At first, I think I see my eldest running to help his dad clear "the jungle" - otherwise known as our (overgrown) garden.
But then I see that this is actually my younger boy, rushing to keep up with his big brother.
I see an hour that passed by in this manner - both boys sprinting back and forth each way, just because they could.
I see their energy, their strength, and their impressive determination.
I see the proud faces that came up to me later to recount their afternoon.
And I see daddy's little boys becoming daddy's mighty helpers...
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