Sometimes, you just have to let boys be boys….
Let them be fearless.
{My only rule was don't jump toward your brother or the linoleum in the entryway.}
Let them try for themselves…
Even if it means sitting on the kitchen table in their undies to pour their OJ.
{Not one drop of OJ was lost or harmed in the making of this drink – although it was a close call when the cup was almost overflowing with juice.}
Let your boys be boys.