Boys Boys Boys. . .

~Sept, 2012
We had some visitors over and of course A and E were bouncing off the walls. Head butting their legs, jumping on their back and freaking out. So I chucked them both in the kitchen and told them, "You are out of control." Angrily A turns to me, hands on his hips and snaps, "No Mom! YOU are out of control!"

~Aug. 2012
A comes up to me and tells me very officially, "Mom, I'm smarter than you. I'm not smarter than Dad, but I am smarter than you."

~July 4th, 2012
A and E were wrestling today and it was A's day. He was doing really good keeping his little brother subdued, although E put up a pretty good fight. Once they were finished, Daddy and I told E he did a really good job! He looked over at Daddy M angrily from the floor and said, "No, I din not!!" he flailed his arms on the ground and continued, "He's still alive!"

~June 2012
E and A were playing T-ball today with A's new gear. I of course laid down the rules. No hitting anyone with the bat. No swinging at the ball until every body and body part is clear. Simple enough. Not 5 minutes into it, I hear a blood curdling scream from A. E runs inside, eyes big, and says, "I din'n know what I was doing!" Big brother had a pretty good goose egg on his head.

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Friday, March 13, 2009

Since when did you learn my name son?

What a joy it has been to be the mother of two wonderful little boys! I cannot imagine my life without them. They makes things so much fun, interesting, frustrating, simple, and memorable! One particular memory I won't forget too soon is A learning new words. For the past few weeks he has somehow learned what my name is... and I don't mean Mommy. So, yes as I'm upstairs showering or folding clothes or somewhere where he isn't and he wants to find me, I'll hear a cute little voice yell out 'J**!' I'll usually poke my head around the corner to see him looking for me and he'll very proudly run up to me and say even louder 'J**!' I fold my arms in surprise. "yes?" And he'll just go on and ask me what he wants, completely unconcerned with my shock. It is pretty cute to hear my name coming out of a 20 month old, I'll have to admit, who at the moment only understands that saying J** and Mommy gets my attention.

He's got a headstart on me when I was that age. I remember asking my mom when I was probably about 5 or 6 what her name was, I just naturally assumed her name was Mom until she explained to me otherwise. I just heard everyone else call all these other ladies Mom and it just didn't make sense that all women were named that... I mean- I wasn't named that and I couldn't be the ony female on earth with a different name. Thank goodness I asked her when I was little enough not to get made fun of for not knowing my Mothers' name.

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