1. Dead “Pets” My youngest son, Greyden, found a dead fly lying on the floor (actually I pointed it out to him) and he informed me that was his pet. He took the fly and gently placed it, on his bed, under his comforter cover. I let him.
2. Queen of My Dreams Since my household is filled with superhero DVDs, I did a little dance when the boys came home with the movie, Tangled. Every time they ask to watch it, I agree - simply because there’s a princess in it. After we had seen it for the umpteenth time, I dreamt I was crowned queen.
3. Alter Egos I know the names of the alter egos of many superheroes. Hal Jordan. Anyone?
4. Underwear Everywhere!! The other day we had a sweet little girl, Samantha, come for a play date. About half way through our time together she asked, “Why is Greyden in his underwear?” I guess underwear is so commonplace in our household, I just think of it as their “inside clothes.” Maybe that’s why I buy them boxers, so that I can tell myself that they’re really just shorts.
5. Gross Body Noises My sister, Jessica, has two boys. She has taken to singing about bodily functions – “Everybody farts! Yeah! Yeah!” They say that if you sing things, children will remember them. I thought it was for things like – remembering your phone number, but I guess it works for farts too. However, the real way I know that her estrogen is being depleted is that she can make farty noises with her armpit. It’s part of their typical dinner routine – prayers, please/thank you, eat all your vegetables, and “Who can make the best farty noises?”
What a cute family you have and what a great mom you are for those little boys.
ReplyDeleteI really enjoy little boy energy. Most of the time they are not afraid and will take any challenge. I think this is what I will miss the most about not have one group of kids - getting to know those little boys and their "boy" habits.
I just spit Diet Coke out after reading about the farty noises. I think what is so extra awesome about your blog is that I can -totally- hear your voice. :)
ReplyDeleteThis reminds me of my friend Tim and his three sons...when they decided to get a dog, there was no question that it would be a girl, and it would be named what Keri planned to name a daughter: Britta. She needed some extra estrogen in the house, even in canine form.
I LOVE that boxers are "inside clothes". Your boys will be able to look back on your pieces one day and love how their mom remembered these things about them. :)
I think, deep in my heart, I truly am a boy. I love dead bugs, walking around in my underwear, dream about having superpowers (I would be invisible) and I still think farting is hilariously funny. Huge surprise, right? I don't even know them that well, but somehow I just love those boys of yours.
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