One of the things I love about my children is their love for each other. I remember when Andrew was being bullied when he was 16. It was stressful. I can remember Evan, 14, telling him that he would gladly take an ass beating for him. And it would have been just that. That's it. I have always told my boys that I don't approve of fighting unless you are defending a weaker person or yourself. But if you ever see your brother in a fight, you had better come home worse than him. To this day, any of my sons would fight for each other, the girls, Rylee. They are not bad asses. They are not fighters, but they are in. I remember Rylee's face when he heard someone would have to fight Bradley, Andrew, and Evan to get to him. He was so surprised and had the biggest smile. It is nice to be part of something, to have people in your corner that are willing to risk something. There are reasons to get knocked down.  These are the good things. Just sayin.