If you said Raiding the pantry, well that's just cheating. OF COURSE three eleven year old boys are eating everything in sight. Now, if you said, Running around the house with guns and walkie talkies shooting each other, then you'd be right.
Yes. Those are ice cream sandwiches.
So Friday's suddenly full. We're off to the pool at the apartment complex behind us. The boy on the left lives there, but I'll still need to tag along and make sure no one dies. And smock. I mean, I'll be smocking, they'll be not dying. Got it?
So I'll talk to y'all tomorrow. If I live that long.
Until I write again ...
Flea
10 comments:
Is it sad that one of my favorite parts about being a mom to boys is that my house always seems full of them at various ages? There is always so much creative activity going on, and the best uncensored conversations!
Ya know the older they get the more they eat and teenaged girls are just as bad as teenaged boys. LOL
I'm waiting for school to start so that I can have food in my pantry again.
smock away, smocker!
I feel like I should start shopping NOW for the friends mine will be bringing over in about 8 years! Ha!
Well I'm supposing that you survived, right?
And your boys have lived to scream and eat and yell and do guy things on yet another day?
Not that I would know anything about that, since.. ahem..... my two boys are perfect angels. Now pardon me while I go break up a fight and feed the hungry, screaming hordes, after I wrench them away from their water pistols. :)
hope you had fun at the pool and yummm i ce cream sandwiches!
HUGS Laura
I can't imagine how much food three 11 years old boys could go through!
I think you're a smockaholic.
Sounds like fun. Hope you still have food left when they are finished.
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