They are creative and forgiving even when I forget the sand toys.

Today it was all about the volcano building and lava pretending.

With little brother doing what big brother does.

And when that got boring we played chase.

Recently I have been named “troll” which is a reference to reading Three Billy Goats.

Instead of a bridge, I hide under the slide and try to tickle boys.

There is a lot of screaming involved and I have found that the

the laughter is contagious.