Boys will be Boys

I am a mother of two boys and expecting a third. Sometimes I feel shocked at the things my boys do. My husband tells me stories of things he did as a young (and old) boy and I have come to the realization that boys do DUMB things! They collect bugs, play in the mud, make forts, break things, put random things in holes, start fires in their back yards, try scary stunts, poke at things just to see what happens, age drinks/food to see what it will turn in to, show off their battle wounds and the list goes on. I will say though that despite the crazy things boys do, they are awesome! There are lots of advantages to having boys. Their hair is easy to style, they arent finicky about what they wear, they are usually less drama (or so I hear) and the coolest thing in my opinion is that they can pee anywhere!!! Just yesterday I was at Fry's grocery shopping and my boys were driving me nuts. I contained them in the grocery cart with a 32 oz root beer and convinced them to stay in the cart. This worked out pretty well-especially because I was a freaking genious and got two straws so they wouldnt have to take turns holding it. The shopping was much more peaceful after this amazing idea. I got my groceries, started the car to get it to cool down, unloaded the groceries and strapped the kids in. After all of this Tommy decided to tell me that he had to pee really bad! He was doing the pee-pee dance and I knew he was about to go. I realized that the bathroom located all the way in the back of the store was way too far and this teeny bladder was not going to hold...I grabbed an empty water bottle pulled his pants down and took care of business. At this point I didnt care what people thought. I was courteous and put the lid back on and disposed of the bottle at home. It was great!!! I love having boys!!!

Sam's starts Kindergarten

I never really understood why mothers cried when their child started school. I figured it was a reason to rejoice and relax...until today. Today was crazy trying to get Sam ready for school. I wanted everything to be absolutely perfect! I woke him up got him fed, had him do his homework (yes there was homework assigned even before school started) and when the time came to get dressed I could not for the life of me find where I'd placed his uniform shirt. I looked everywhere and after about an hour and a half of looking, I found it! Oh and I almost forgot, I had to hem his pants in the middle of all that craziness. Daddy had him try them on at the store and told me they fit perfect! I didnt worry about it until this morning and only to find that they were 4 inches too long! Anyway, the boy was eventually dressed-polo shirt, khakis, brown belt and brown shoes. I almost walked out the door before I realized that I would be a horrible mother if I didnt take a picture. I made him stand and pose... and this is when I started to cry. I saw through my camera lens that my little baby boy was now big. He looked so grown up. He seemed to do great at school and likes his teacher. So it kind of is I guess a reason to rejoice. The relax part is not true though. Its still a lot of work sending a child to school, its just different kind of work. I know that this is the begining of a new journey for him and I am proud to be his mama.