Life With Boys

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


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  • Morgan had a Ralphie worthy meltdown tonight – was not sure if I should yell or laugh at him Continue reading

  • Um yeah …

    Morgan is at wrestling, I’m grading like a mad-woman and Tyler is playing. “Tyler, what are you up to?” “Just playing.” “Just playing what?” “Dinosaurs” “What about Dinosaurs?” “Just normal dino behavior Mom.” Continue reading

  • Morgan insight: Me: “Well things break sometimes” (as we discussed what happened to my Tiki Tiki Tembo record when I was young) Morgan: “Does that include hearts?” (not sure how we got from a to b on that one) Continue reading

  • Post-dinner conversation “Matt the floor is a mess” his response “Let’s move” Continue reading

  • Took a walk with Tyler tonight – topic of discussion – using soda and mentos as propulsion systems Continue reading

  • Morgan makes dinner …

    The other day Morgan commented that only girls can be maids and should be in charge of making food … so I decided he was in charge of dinner. We had deluxe PB&J Continue reading

  • Life lessons with Morgan …

    I’M BLEEDING … One hour and six stitches later Morgan has learned an important lesson about why garbage cans  are not good hide and seek places (it was just the yard waste can Mom) … somehow he tipped over and landed on the retaining wall with the palm of his hand breaking the fall.  Continue reading

  • One hour and six stitches later Morgan has learned an important lesson about why garbage cans are not good hide and seek places Well somehow he tipped over and landed on the retaining wall with the palm of his hand breaking the fall Continue reading

  • Tyler …

    You should be very suspicious when your 10-year old son asks if you need help getting the mail, especially if large grasshoppers are in season 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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