The loves of my life (well 2 of them at least)

Oh the joy of boys . . . . my babies, my loves, my joy, my reason for smiling, my life.

They are my boys. They are good boys too. I still hear 'i love you mummy' at least 10 times a day; i still get a kiss goodnight every night, and every time they leave the house. They will listen to my stories about my work day, and tell me they are proud of me; their friends think we are cool; my friends enjoy the company . . . how did we get so lucky.

Dean and I were discussing last night about how we have done something right - they are respectful boys; they dont do drugs - but will have a beer now and again; they will open the door for people and shake their hands when they meet you for the first time - or if you have made it into their hearts they will hug you. And oh my gosh, their hugs are amazing. They wrap their arms around me, put their chins on my head and squeeze, the most wonderful feeling in the world. But poor Deano, they still sit on his lap, and he thinks 'ahhh, my boys', until they start trying to pin his arms, and drag him to the ground for wrestling time. And Deano doesnt stand a chance - he is usually tapping out in 2 seconds. :)

We raised our boys with the love in our hearts, and tried to teach them that communication is so important. We will sit and talk about death, drugs, sex, school, cars, work and anything else that comes up. On a recent car ride with Brady, we covered every topic there is, and to hear the insight and thoughts in a 17 years old mind is a real eye opener. I learnt he is not afraid of death, loves his girlfriend madly and deeply, has not tried drugs, and that he will be a cop - nothing will stand in his way.

Deano and I often say how did we get so lucky? But then i look at our relationship and realize we have set a good example. We talk, we share, we laugh, we have our own hobbies, but like our weekend time together, we also never hang up a phone without saying i love you, and i still think he is sexy! After 24 years, thats not bad!

Our boys are our lives, and as they grow older i fear them leaving home. I enjoy their company so much, and do not want empty nest syndrome. We are happy that Brady will be going to college locally, so at least we have him for a few more years! Kyle will go where life takes him, he is not sure where his life is leading him, but it will all come into place when it is the right time.

Thank you boys, for being who you are. for making me proud everyday, and for being two lovely young men. I love you.