Life with little boys is filled with love.
dirt.
bugs.
stinky feet.
super heroes.
stinky bathrooms.
bickering.
And leaves mom with the feeling of being a constant referee. Yesterday was an amazing day. A day where I embraced the craziness that embodies my kids and just rolled with the punches. Literally.
I stepped in where I needed to. Tried not to gasp at each and every boo-boo. Let them argue for a minute, and figure it out for themselves.
By 12:00 we enjoyed a morning of meltdowns, and I tried my best to just brush it off. That morning we went to look at pumpkins, and came home to play outside. I fixed myself an iced chai latte (latest fall addiction), and sat on the computer and wrote a post. Tried to get them to nap for 2 hours straight. But, my boys usually have never-ending energy.
In the bathtub they went, and played for an hour.
We rounded our night out with quick visits to the grandparents, and even snuck in some pictures while we were waiting for their GiGi (my mom) to come home from work.
And a quick picture of some pretty flowers on my parents porch. I didn’t realize till now how they perfectly match the shirts the boys were wearing
Back at home by 5:30, to make our asian turkey meatballs + brown rice. Enjoy a dinner with Dad and the kids hit the hay by 7:00.
I loved not playing the referee for a day. Stepping in as needed, but not being a helicopter over them every second. I am a type A personality, but need to embrace that these kids are type B.
BOYS!!
