Sometimes I forget how civilized my boys are actually. I forget amid the mud and noise, bruises, scraps and yelling. Then I take a little trip to the Library on my lunch break, bring home a pile of books about motorcycles, airplanes and wild animals, and Voila, They are happily contained all through dinner prep! This morning, on the way to work, I heard a … Continue reading Quiet Night in a House of Boys – Some Secrets for Sanity