Day 45 - { joys of having boys }

 

I have planned this post for a while, but as our days with only boys are now numbered, I knew it was time to crank it out. :)

I have absolutely loved having all boys. I don't have anything to compare it to yet, of course, but for me, life with my boys has been full of creativity, noise, live creatures from the outside world, tight hugs, and surprises almost every day.

 

 

 

One thing that has really delighted me and cracked me up is to see how they play with toys--also where they leave them, and how I find them!

 

See this beautiful ceramic dealie that exudes the beauty and grace of motherhood?

 

 

Here's what I found when I dusted BEHIND it (no telling how many weeks? months? it had been there!). . . .

(Little did I know before I had children that stretchy purple spiders would be part of the joy of motherhood.)

 

Some other toy-creativity gems. . .

 

I bet you didn't know that Rubix cubes should be refrigerated!

 

. . . .from Election Day last year. There's something symbolic about this one, I just know it!

 

I love this next one. You can totally see the logic behind it if you've ever read Arnold Lobel's Frog and Toad stories. 

This was what greeted me as I came into my bedroom to go to bed one night.

 

The book was open to this page. I LOVE IT! :)

 

 

 

But here is my personal favorite.

 

I sat down on the {ahem} throne one evening in our guest bathroom, and had the eerie feeling I was being watched.

 

I looked over. . . .

 

and saw this facing me from across the sink!

 

I had nightmares that night.

 

Sometimes I wonder if the boys just sit and dream about ways to crack me up.

 

 

Some more charming pictures of alternative uses for household toys. . . .

 

Stretchy ball that has split its seam = headgear, of course!

 

Toad + medicine syringe = forcefeeding at bathtime

 

I love the energy of our boys. (Most of the time!) One fun tradition Exacto and Fluffy have right now is bidding a dramatic farewell to whichever parent happens to be leaving. Someone (I think it was probably DC) taught them that "goodbye" in German (auf wiedersehen) is pronounced similarly to saying "our feet are the same". They thought that was hilarious. So now when we're pulling out of the garage, they'll come running out jumping on one leg, holding up the other and yelling, "Our feet are the same! Our feet are the same!"

I love the funny things they say. You wouldn't believe (or maybe you would!) the reports I get from Hummer's comments in Primary. Or from his prayers (ahem). He was made infamous by a particular prayer a couple of weeks ago, in which he prayed that we would have macaroni and cheese for lunch. (I was relieved to get home and see some leftover in the fridge! :)

I love (again, most of the time) that they collect things from outdoors. We have had snails crawling around on our table (they had to bring them in so that the snails would relax and come out of their shells), toads on the stairs and under the piano (that was the start of a new commandment in our home of NO LIVE FERAL ANIMALS in the house), acorns and rocks and pinecones and feathers, often coming through the laundry from being stuffed into pockets.

So, what will it be like with a little GIRL in this household?

 

 

We are so excited to find out we can hardly stand it. . . . 

 

 

 

I can't wait.