Boys and throwing...yikes. It's consuming me...ideas anyone?? I know it will stop eventually. I know we went through it with Van. But two boys and all these toys and targeting each other...it's alot for this mom to handle. Today was a day full of "toy time-outs" and "boy time-outs". Mommy had no mommy magic. Then along comes Zak...working his way out of a whiny moment, he hugs me and says "I love you Mommy". Already. Clear and with meaning, he says "I love you Mommy". That's when it all fades away and throwing and whining aren't really what matters. He matters and we matter as his family. It is truly a blessed thanksgiving at our toy chucking house!