Their selfie, taken after my eavesdropping was discovered Most of today was rather normal: the usual sibling squabbles, the usual morning snuggles, the usual, the usual, all the usual. But part of today nearly caused my heart to explode. I had mostly cleaned up lunch, and was beginning to prepare an emotionally confused Princess for some quiet time in her castle. Two little boys strutted through in only their underwear, and I snagged them on their way by, "Um... what are you doing?" [Usually underwear-only is a sign of great mischief, so I was on high alert.] "Mom, we need to work out so we're strong so we can protect you and our sisters, and then we need to pray." [These are actual words. Verbatim.] I led that half giggling, half melting Princess into her bed for a solo tea party with her dollies, and began preparing little Butternut Squash for her nap. In the meantime those underwear-clad boys redressed themselves, went into their room and closed...