You know you're the mother of boys...


You know you are the mother of boys when there are sticks at the breakfast table...

And spoons are always abandoned before the cereal is quite gone...

When the living room could also be described as the construction zone...

And a lawn mower is never a surprise in the hall.

And you definitely know you are the mother of boys when every available surface...but especially the bed you are trying to make...is perfect for an impromptu wrestling match.




1 comment:

Kari Marchelli said...

oh boy! It looks like I'm in for a ride when our little guy comes :)