From the Mouth of Babes

We were in the drive-through line at McDonald's (oh, come on admit it, you do it too) and Anthony said "I want a cheeseburger with no grown up stuff on it." (Translated - he wanted a plain cheeseburger.)

Shopping Fun

Anthony (4) has a very weak stomach (and always has). Yesterday (Christmas Eve) I was trying to finish up some very last minute shopping (so you know how crazy and hectic things already are) and I had to take Anthony and Rance (3) with me.

We went into the first (and only) store and Rance sneezed, so Anthony threw up. Yep, right there just a few feet from the entrance. It was strawberry milk. Not a pretty sight. Of course, I didn't have wipes with me (why didn't I have wipes with me, I always carry wipes with me). I had just a few tissues. Well of course I looked like the worst mom ever because I wiped Rance's nose first, before tending to Anthony who was throwing up. But I have inside information...I knew that if I didn't get to Rance's nose as soon as possible, Anthony wouldn't stop throwing up. After Rance was taken care of, then I tended to Anthony.

I have to tell you that Anthony is one of the best 4 year olds ever. When he realized what was going to happen, he held out his own hands and tried to catch everything so it wouldn't make as big of a mess. Isn't that the sweetest thing ever?

There's just something about boys!

Boys, Boys, Boys

My son (10 yo and in the 5th grade) brought home a paper of his vocabulary words.

This list was at the top of the page...

forbidden
blared
reluctant
gossiped
mischievous
elegant
hesitation
irresistible

He missed question #5, it was written like this...

5. The woman's tasteful, stylish outfit caught our attention. ____________________

With the words, 'tasteful, stylish' underlined.

He was to fill in the blank with the correct vocabulary word.

Do you want to guess which word he put in the blank?

IRRESISTIBLE

Boys

I live in the country (on back roads) and we don't have any neighbors. So when I was potty training the boys, they would pee pee off the porch (onto rocks, leaves or whatever they could see). As every mother knows, when a little one says they have to go, they have to go right then and it is usually when you've just left a perfectly good, clean bathroom somewhere . So, if we are riding in the vehicle and one of the boys said they had to go, I pulled onto the shoulder of the road and let him pee (which in our area, due to the back roads, it is not always easy to find a spot to pull over).

One day, we were driving and Rance said that he had to go. (He was wearing 'big boy' pants and everything.) So I began to frantically search for a place to pull over and I said, "Mommy's looking for a place."

Rance told me again that he had to go pee pee.

I said, "Mommy's still looking."

Rance said, "There's a porch, and there's a porch."

My Record is Broken

I have managed to make it 10 years with 4 very active boys without any major accidents (no stitches, no broken bones). This year is a different story. This past summer Rance (3) had to have stitches. Saturday night (Halloween), Lee (10) broke his arm. It's nothing major (just a fracture), he just has to wear a splint for a couple of weeks. I guess I am really lucky that I've made it this far. God has really blessed my family.

It's Tough on a Dog

It’s Tough On A Dog
By Jean W. Sawtell

It’s tough on a dog when his boy grows up,
When he no longer romps and frolics like a pup.
It’s tough on a dog when his boy gets old,
When they no longer cuddle on his bed when it’s cold.
It’s tough on a dog when his boy gets tall,
When he’s off with the boys playing soccer and baseball.
They no longer paddle through the mud and the bog,
Hoping to find a stray turtle or frog.
They no longer run through the grass up to their knees,
Or roll in the pile of fresh fallen leaves.
It’s tough on a dog when his boy gets tall,
When he’s off to school, looking at girls in the hall.
It’s tough on a dog when he has work to do,
When he forgets to play as he used to.
It’s tough on a dog when instead of the woods or field or pond,
His boy becomes a man - and the man is gone.

There's Just Something About Boys

God has blessed me with 4 wonderful boys and a fantastic husband. Life is never dull to say the least. I have also found out that boys are very different from girls (what they do, how they think, etc.). I thought that I would start a blog about being the only girl living with a houseful of boys.