When we talked about having children, LuLu and I were positive that we would be having girls. Her mother has three sisters and her father has two sisters. My dad was in a household with five sisters. However my mom does have three brothers compared to only one sister. Lulu has three sisters and I have two. Even between all of our nieces and nephews it was girls 7, boys 2. So you can see why we felt that the odds were against us.
We have always been terrible betting people.
To be in a household raising two boys is absolutely unthinkable!
Boys are crazy. What makes them so different from girls? Most girls seem to want to sit and play for hours on end with their toys or dolls. The only thing my boys do for hours is treat me like a walking jungle gym. It’s not very often that I can walk through the room without at least one of them jumping on my leg and holding on for a ride, or trying to tackle me. The one that usually surprises me the most is when I do try to lay or sit on the floor and just when I’m least expecting it, one of the boys jumps on me.
I swear they are trying to break me! And they will one day. I’m getting the feeling that they are like a pack of wild animals…they team up on a weak link in the food chain (me), and once they smell blood they pounce!
Every day is very active and you feel like all you want is to have a break to get things done or have some ‘me’ time. I’m learning quickly that these days of your children wanting you 100% of the time are numbered. And someday you will pray that they would want to talk to you or play games with you.
So I will enjoy them while they last! And my ‘me’ time will just come late at night on a blog, where all I do is reflect on the memories of my two crazy boys who mean the world to me!
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Thanks for listening