A Day In The Life Of A Berg Boy

Occasionally I randomly laugh out loud as I think about this little Team Berg we have created in five short years. Our lives are very busy. Not busy as in we go many places and do many things but busy as in "why-don't-you-people-ever-stop-moving/yelling/eating/destroying-and-sit-quiet-for-a-while?! Seriously now. Being a Berg boy takes a lot of effort and energy.

This what it's like when they are all awake. I leave in fear that someone will lose an eye. Or perhaps a limb.

 

Yes, it can get worse. Caleb's face makes you want to run doesn't it.

 

Even the little one never stops moving even though he can't get anywhere yet.

 

I don't know where that arm is going but the leg seems to be following.

Berg boys have a knack for getting dirty. They also have a knack for trying to destroy household items. Yes, that is a sippy cup bathing in that gross mud puddle.

 

Not what these were intended for but I admire their creativity.

Berg boys also have to endure torment from their older brothers. Unfortunately, David is the new toy. James is always sure that he must want to play too.

 

Caleb always thinks he needs a hug.

 

Or a helping hand.

And sometimes, when you least expect it, mom does annoying stuff too. Like taking your picture when you are trying to nap. What a hard life.