Boxing

Don't ask me how I ended up downstairs watching Liam box, or how or why I had my camera handy.  Some days my days are just a motion blur in front of my face.  It just happened.  Not even sure why this was happening.  I think Liam was upset about something and he wanted to take it out on the bag.  Thank God for the bag, eh?  Landon also uses it for taking out his frustrations when his game ticks him off.  Lord, help me.  Being the only female surrounded by all of this testosterone is for the birds.  Oh yes, you'll have to excuse the placement of our bag.  It's in a large storage area of our home for now until we can find a better spot for it. 

Liam wants to grow up so fast.  I keep telling him to just enjoy being a kid - no job, no responsibilities, etc.  He's going through a stage where he wants to work out to get stronger, hence the boxing bag.  Another stage we're in is if Landon gets to do something, he wants to do it.  He'll question me, "Why does Bubby get to do that and I can't?"  This is a big thing right now.