Life With Boys

The mis-adventures of two crazy boys and their bleary eyed parents.


And The Stockings Were Hung …

By the chimney with care in hopes that both Tyler and Morgan would pull the stockings and holders down on their heads within moments of one another. (Morgan’s bled, Tyler’s bruised — but we decided no trip to the ER was necessary.)

The stockings are no longer hung, they are hidden.

And I went and bought a fully-stocked first-aid kit.



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I started this site so my mom could get news about her grandkids without me having to walk her through the process of trying to open and email attachment several times a week.  Since then she has passed away and I’ve fallen off the blog wagon, but I’m inspired to pick it up again now.

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