Life with boys

I'll get back to summarizing our summer one day- but for now, I've got to take a mommy time out! Not because of lack of patience, but because I need to recoup from being totally grossed out!

I could write a whole 'nother blog about things parents of girls wouldn't have to deal with or say.

But first, let me tell you.  We kept smelling this HORRID stench in our house, since about Monday.  We thought it was the trash, a wet towel, garbage disposal, toilet... Well, today I was folding a basket of clothes I washed Saturday night- swim trunks and sheets from when we had overnight guests.  Then the rotten smell hit me! GAG! Why does my laundry smell this way?!

Well, I'm dumping everything back into the washer, on HOT with extra soap.  Then I come to Colton's swim trunks... then a trip down memory lane flashed through my brain and it went like this:

"OMG.  He found a snail at the beach, and he told me he put it in his pocket.  Don't tell me *feels pocket*... yep, it's in there. That explains the smell.  *sniff test* OMG GROSS GROSS GROSS! There is a rotting dead animal in our laundry!!!!"

I relay my findings to my husband and two sons by yelling from the laundry room and rushing past them to the door to empty the pockets!

I dump the nasty trunks in the filling washer, and add a little extra extra soap... then I give the orders:

NO MORE ANIMALS IN OUR POCKETS- EVER!!!

 

Other, less exciting BOY things that are said consist of:

 

 

"please quit farting at each other"

"when wrestling, keep arms OFF of each other's necks"

"who dumped dirt in this floor, again!!!"

"you smell like dirt" (that one isn't so bad, its kind of cute)

 

I'll have to update the list as our adventure continues!