My kindergartener came home yesterday and insisted that CC put on the same t-shirt as him, then started yelling out “1, 2, 3 BFF unite!”.
I asked him who he was playing with at lunch today and he responded, “Paige!” Yes, I guessed that.
When daddy arrived home two hours later, the boys were still chanting, “1, 2, 3, BFF unite!”
Sexy Neck worked with the boys to change it to “Best Brothers Forever!” and they were off.
This is our prayer and dream for our boys, that they will be three strands of leather, intertwined, flexible, but never to be broken. “BBF’s unite!”
Our middle guy walking by the outdoor hockey rink to preschool with his baby brother.
(3 years old and 18 months old)