I Prayed for This

Before I had kids, I prayed for boys. Specifically, a house full of boys. From time to time, Wes reminds me of that prayer. Like today when I heard this.

"Hey, Mom! I just farted so hard that the button on my jeans popped again! I must have some distinguishing farts."

I never prayed for boys and expected these words to be said in my house, much less for years on end. Thank God my prayers were answered, though. I can't imagine it any other way.