The Harrowing/Heartwarming Parent Moment of the Week
The hunky hubby was wrestling all 3 boys and two of them were clinging to one leg as he held that leg partially aloft. Then the larger boy dropped off…you guessed it. Sweet boy #3 who was still holding on was suddenly catapulted off Daddy’s leg, flung high into the air, and dropped with a poof into our giant bean bag. Yeah, no injuries.
I was tucking sweet boy #1 into bed and what did I find amongst his upper bunk hoard? An acorn squash. Very very strange.
Sweet boy #2 was going potty. The hunky hubby went in afterwards and discovered that he had wiped himself (yeah), but had not detached the soiled tp from the roll, instead choosing to carefully roll it back onto the tp roll for others to find (ug).
The winner this week
I was in Safeway with all three boys. The younger two were in the driver’s seat of the car style shopping cart when I heard agonized screaming from sweet boy #2. I investigated and discovered that sweet boy #3 had poked his little finger aggressively into his brother’s eye. I quickly grabbed sweet boy #2 to comfort him and more importantly restrain him from launching onto his little brother with fists clenched and murder in his one good eye. As I was restraining/hugging him, sweet boy #3 took the opportunity to bite him hard on the arm! As I have said before, the wolf pack, I gave birth to a wolf pack. Did I mention that all of this took place just as we met a family we know from church?
that reminds me of somthing that happened to my boys during “quiet time” a cupple of days ago.
Im in my room when I hear death screams. I run to their room to discover mr. steel hiding under blankets and mr. danger cryikng unconsolably….what happened I asked and then recieve a blow by blow from the non-bias…well mostly non-bias girl of mine. she said
mr. danger got mad at mr. steel. he told him he was gonna punch him in the eye….then mr. steel punched him in the ear. How many times have I told mr. danger not to pick physical fights with mr steel? alot. never the less, every time he picks and his brother wins. haha. boys.
Yes, we have much picking, fighting, winning, and losing in our household. Sigh.
It always seems to happen when there’s an audience you wish wasn’t there. However, those who have boys, have had boys in the past, have observed boys, have grandboys of any age whatsoever, will most likely remember more that one incident of violence enacted between boys in their care.
Not to worry!
Love to you.
Wow, talk about sibling rivalry…
“the wolf pack,” that’s cute