What Having Boys Means...

I decided to compile some pictures from the last few days to paint a picture of what a normal day consists of around here....

Having a boy means....

When your four year old middle child yells, "Come outside mom and watch what i can do!" you applaud at his skill and tell him to hold that pose so you can go and grab your camera.  (Shoes always optional when riding, it helps with the grips on the bike rail)

Having a boy means....

Finding them on top of the strangest things... In this case the top of the washing machine, watching the spin cycle for fun.

Having a (Big) boy means.....

When driving in the country and see a timber-rattler on the road, naturally we must quickly pull over, smash his head with a big rock and bring it over to the vehicle to teach the little grasshoppers how to differentiate between poisonous and non.  (Please note: we only kill dangerous snakes, others we let slither around to kill rats and other rodents) 

Having a boy means....

When driving down the road and one yells from the back... "I have to go to the bathroom!"... It simply means pulling over to the side of the road, and not having the hassle of dealing with gross gas station bathroom facilities.

OH HOW I LOVE HAVING MY BOYS!!!