The Nashville Cats: Boys are WEIRD

Tuesday, October 30, 2012

Boys are WEIRD

There is a VERY big difference between boys and girls. My boys love to wrestle, talk about poop all the time, and wrestle some more. At times it can be a little overwhelming. They are good hearted little boys just a little weird. Graham just came downstairs with a shirt shoved into his underwear making his bottom about 5 times its normal size. I have no idea where they come up with this stuff but its a little gross. And maybe a little funny too.

3 comments:

Breanna said...: My boys do that kind of stuff all the time. Our dinner conversation last night was all about poop (which ended with all of the boys laughing when James said "Mom eats poop!"). Luckily, you have a daughter to suffer with you : ); October 30, 2012 at 9:40 AM
browniemom said...: Haha! Boys' are weird! Burping, talking about potty words, you name it. They add a little spice to life. Love it!; October 30, 2012 at 4:15 PM
Lindsey said...: LOL!! I wouldn't know what to do with a boy!; October 30, 2012 at 9:16 PM

Funky Sayings

When I asked Graham who was in charge today he raised his hand and said, "me"
As I was putting Graham down for a nap he looked up and said, "Me not tired EVER." Nice try.
On the way home from a mother/son activity I was asking Devin a few questions and I guess he had enough because he finally said, "Mommy can you not talk to me right now?"
When Shawn walked passed the kids coloring today he overheard Devin say, "I"m coloring a machine and it poops, and poops." Boys will be boys I guess.
Caroline says to me today, "How about we go shopping just the two of us while dad is on vegitation." Me, "You mean vacation?" Caroline, "Oops, yeah."
Yesterday Caroline asked if Graham was made of plastic. In response Devin said, "No he's made of boy."
As we were sitting down to enjoy some chocolate chips Devin said, "I like chocolate chips, they make me feel good."
Devin was in his room for a time out. When I opened the door to talk to him he ran over slammed the door in my face and said, "I'm not ready to talk yet." He's good at expressing his feelings.
A few days ago when I called Devin by his full name (Devin Michael) he looked at me and said, "No me Michael, me Devin." He's funny.
When I told Devin he needed to share his toy with Caroline he replied, "But I love it." Apparently he thought that meant he didn't have to share it. Sorry kid.