Day 140 and the school will probably be calling again lol
Life as a #BoyMom is nothing less than crazyentertainingfrathousemasculinemadness. Yep, all of that in one with a heaping side of devoted love for their Momma. It is hard but extremely worth it, I’m sure a lot of parents would agree no matter the number or identity of their children. There are times though that you stop and wonder; how many phone calls will I be getting from the school because of this 🤔☎️

2 of the boys (3&4) are yelling “I’m gonna mess you up!” at each other, who knows where they even heard that 🤦♀️ Number 3 has taken to using his middle finger for all pointing matters, it’s debatable if he’s just flipping everyone off or if he just needs to draw attention to the Christmas lights in the distance 🤷♀️ Number 2 seems to think that number 6 only sleeps so much “because he’s alive” as opposed to not? I’m not really sure on that one lol The amount of haymakers, upper cuts, tripping, and shoving going on over here and no amount of “be nice”, “stop hurting your brother”, “say sorry”, “timeout”, or any other variation of the above is stopping this anytime soon. I know it’s a part of that sibling bonding, my brother and I went through it and we’re super close NOW (took until I was 18 lol), so I’m in this for the long haul I suppose.
Day 140 and these boys are my everything.
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