Life With Boys

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


Christmas

  • Sometimes life with boys looks like this … Continue reading

  • Life with boys … not exactly what I expected to find tucked in with my holiday decorations … yes, it is fake Continue reading

  • Life with boys …

    Life with boys … “Mom, why are you covered in glitter?” … “I had to rework a couple of the wreaths that did not store well” … “Did that mean you had to roll around in the glitter too?” … “Just because you are jealous that I was kissed by a unicorn and you weren’t” Continue reading

  • Life with boys … “Hey, let’s watch a Christmas movie together” … five minutes later Die Hard is playing … Continue reading

  • Things I did not guess I would ever say “cat stop licking the gingerbread house” Continue reading

  • Matt “why would the little lamb be talking to the Shepherd boy?” Tyler “maybe the Shepherd is drunk” Me “what kind of hallucinations are in the air in Bethlehem?” … I am pretty sure no one has analyzed that Christmas song quite that way … EDIT: I think the night wind is talking to the Continue reading

  • My face is dotted with glitter from Christmas ornaments – Morgan takes one look at me and says “mom it looks like you ate a unicorn” Continue reading

  • Flaming Legos …

    Just realized I never posted my Christmas morning recap … Maybe the owl hooting outside our bedroom window at 5:30 a.m. should have tipped us off, or maybe the fact that Morgan did not fall asleep until 1:30, but you know me, I have a tendency to misread all the signs of foreboding and go Continue reading

  • I got a salad shooter for Christmas (it was on my list) Tyler’s reaction “look a pickle cutter” If you’ve made any kind of sliced pickles you will understand the joy in his comment Continue reading

  • The longest day ever! Even threatening to cancel Christmas did not help Continue reading

About Me

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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