With four males in the house you better believe we have testosterone overload...often. What makes it all so comical is how varied they express their machismo:
Brigham waits for everyone to leave the room before he whips off his shirt, flexing ONLY for his mother (so sweet, really).
William...well, the wrestling matches are always William vs. Brigham AND Lincoln. That says enough. Shirtless is his uniform...always.
Lincoln is the target who constantly gets hurt and it's always on his head or face. Yet, he doesn't stop. He's got something to prove.
Ben must be coaxed. Rarely does he flash his muscles, but when he does...whoa. He's bashful, no, humble, about his awesome manliness:). He'd kill me if he read this.
Annie, while not of a musculine nature, likes to believe she can hang with the rest of them. Hah. Nice try.
We've had some great wrestling matches lately. Definately a highlight of our lives this week.