My Boys: Being A Boy

Being a boy is just what we do here...and my boys do that well!

Who needs a bathroom....just go potty right out in the front lawn. At least that is what my 3 year old thinks is okay to do. And for my 6 year old to just watch him.

Ants....a few have popped up in the house again. And what do we do with ants being a boy? We shoot them with a dart gun.

Mud. It's a magnet. If it's around, my boys are in it. Laundry takes me FOREVER! Mud is what Cameron wanted to make in the sand box with buckets full of water dumped in, while Haiden filled his boot to carry the water. Creative, I'll give him that.

Wrestling. It's a game you know. And if you just so happen to lay or sit on the floor around here you are fair game to play it.

And toys. As long as they are like daddy's and grandpa's, have batteries and make noise we are golden(and a stray rope that can be used for ALL sorts of things in case you were wondering!)

Tonight Torrey was picking up the basement and the boys found their tote of tools(which I am really getting the whole idea of putting some toys away and rotate them..the boys played with these for almost an hour!)

A slightly weird trait that both boys have has been playing with tools while wearing no pants. So again, as in with other posts, please ignore the clothing(or lack there of) on the little one! And he also did not have a nap today and I was not going to fight the battle of wearing pants-except when he wanted to ride his bike without pants and only his rain boots and shirt--Mommy did win that one!