boys and mud

 

"The world is mud-licious

and

puddle -wonderful"

 - ee cummings

 

What is it about dirt and water that draws a boy in ? They see a puddle and simply can't help themselves. They must throw rocks and watch the water splash. They must try to build some sort of fort and a moat and slay dragons.   The lure of mud is better then any toy you can give them.  I love to watch them outside playing, the imaginative things they create and to stand back and do all the wonderful things that makes them "boys"

 

-JUGM

The Joy of Boys...

Baseball game did not go well for the little Orioles, after winning Tuesday 22-13, we lost last night 12-7.  A big bummer and it made for some unhappy coaches.
I was the official score keeper,  and I swear if one more parent asked me what the score was while a play was happening I was going to unleash the kracken.... 

Today in the aftermath of last nights loss,  school is out for a planning day. chaos is running wild in the house.  The craziness of what makes a boy a "boy" abounds.. 
Would I have it any other way? Some days, it is nice to have every thing quiet. But today, I enjoy the laughter. I enjoy all the noises of what come with having kids. I am happy knowing that our boys are smart, and healthy. Life is so simple, and carefree to them, thinking of that led me to this poem, not sure who actually wrote it as it was not credited to anyone, but I liked it and thought I would share:

 

Little Boys
Little boys come in all shapes and sizes, Shy and adventurous,

full of surprises, With misshapen halos and mischievous grins,

Small dirty faces, and sweet, sticky chins.

They'll keep you so busy,

and yet all the while Nothing can brighten the world like their smile.

And no greater treasure has brought homes more joy

Than a curious, active, and lovable boy!

 

 

-JUGM

I am the meanest mother...

Call me a terrible mother, but some days the whining and fighting is just too much for me to stand.
There are times when both of these boys remind me of girls.  They argue, fight and yell at each other. And forget sharing anything..the corner does not do the trick any more. I  have to get more tough on them.
So, I threatened military school. 

The fear on their faces starts to show, ND starts to tear up...
To add to the fear I went online and found several names of schools that takes small boys. I have also pretended to call the "commander" of the school about picking them up.
I have shown them that your mommy and daddy are not there, and most important there are no toys.

However the fear has fallen on deaf ears this week. So... I showed them the appointment card for new haircuts tomorrow morning. I said you can't go to military school looking like scruffs...
Then I showed them this video:

That's Right! Its a Russian boys military camp!  Oh my Lord, I think the blood drained completely from both ND and NW.
"your sending us to Russia"?  they both asked."But you will miss us"

Well, it did do the trick.. all I have to mention now is "Russia" and they snap too... 

I know..I am a mean mother.....

-JUGM