Brothers

I've been taking the boys pictures every six months — February and August — since Hunter's first August on Planet Earth. In my mind's eye, they became beautiful framed photos that I could put on the walls so that when I'm an old lady, I can look at them and miss them and forget all the hours upon hours of torture they've put me through. (Note to adult Wilder and Hunter: Well worth it!)

But my mind's eye does not always make it to reality, especially when you spend a lot of time moving, and then moving again.

Now that we're in our forever house (or at least until the boys go off to college and I can start traveling house), I finally gave my mind's eye mass and volume and then put that mass and volume up on the damn walls.

You can see in the third picture down in the photo on the left that Wilder has his arm around Hunter. And in every picture since. This is not forced or staged.

Brothers. Love them. Love that they love each other.