Life with boys is, well, interesting. Coming from a houseful of girls (dresses, bows, affection, the occasional hair-pulling fight, and of course drama)... it has been nothing short of a wake-up call as I adjust to being the only female in our household. My days are filled with, "No don't touch that;" "Stop sitting on your brother's head!;" "No you may no
t put a rock in your brother's cereal." (True stories, all of them!) Of course my boys are very affectionate (with exception of Cameron's few moments where if you touch him you get the look of evil and daggers). I love when Aiden says "Mommy, I love you" out of the blue, for no reason at all. And times when one of the twins runs at me and wraps their arms around my leg tight, smiles, and then runs back to play with their brothers. Those moments lend me some sanity and relief in an otherwise chaotic, testosterone-driven day. :)
I remember setting a few long-term goals for myself before the twins were born: finish that degree I had put on the back burner several years ago, volunteer my free time somewhere worthwhile [whatever happened to that free time?!?!], add many new entries to my neglected passport... All of these goals are still there [the degree being the most within-my-reach at this time, yay!], howe
ver, I think I will consider myself pretty accomplished if one day I can join the "Moms who survived raising boys” club. Actually, I don’t want to just raise them, I want to bring them up in faith, to know and love the Lord, to respect women (and others), to be loyal and trustworthy, to be confident leaders, to always love and cherish their family… and that I, in the end, escape with my sanity and a few good years left to enjoy with Matthew, is that too much to ask? ;)
Speaking of traveling (and how traveling with 3 young boys is FAR from the traveling I had envisioned in my pre-children years)…. this past weekend we travelled to Pittsburgh for my cousin’s wedding (it was beautiful and such a great time!!) The car ride was just about 4hours long and went without a hitch on the way there. The ride back is a whole other story that we won’t talk about in detail. Aft
er the trip, I thought of a few little snippets regarding car trips with children that I’d like to tuck away in my mental notes, and I thought I’d share them before I go (in no particular order):
- The $$ store is great for small little trinkets to hide in a bag for the car ride and introduce throughout the trip when little ones get antsy.
- Napkins and wipes should never be put under the seat where they are difficult to reach – particularly when you are trying to hold the sippy cup and lid your toddler removed, as well as using your other hand to attempt to catch the juice dripping off your toddler’s leg and onto the carpet.
- Juice is not a good drink for toddlers in the car
- It is important – scratch that -- MANDATORY, to always have an empty cup with a lid available for the inevitable moment your 4 year old boy tells you “I have to pee, I can’t hold it!” [He couldn’t hold it… as soon as we pulled over, it was go time, thank goodness for the cup!
- Sometimes it’s necessary to stick your head out the window like a dog and just let the wind smack you in your face – I call it “a Mommy timeout.”
- Do not give your toddler a ball to hold in the car… it will eventually be propelled, with full force, to the front of the car.
- It is totally acceptable to make funny, childish faces at the car next to you when you pull up to a stop light, your children are screeching in the back seat, and the person in the car next to you is giving you that “control your heathens” glare.
- If you can’t get them to stop screaming, join them… for some reason it’s far less appealing to them when Mommy does it too.
- You will inevitably yell your husband or dog’s name when attempting to scold 3 rowdy passengers.
- Elmo is very car-friendly. I don’t know if there are subliminal messages or a hypnotic component to the DVDs, but it buys several moments of silence almost immediately, this makes Mommy & Daddy happy.
- Pray. A lot. And I mean – a LOT.
And a few pics of our trip this weekend...
This is what happens when you arrive 4 minutes late and all of the seats are taken, your loving cousin snaps a pic :)
And this is what happens when the reception is outside, and there is a horseshoe pit nearby... boys love dirt :)
The happy bride and groom's first dance :)