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10 Things I Have Learned Living With Boys!


10  things I have learned living with all boys! 

1. Farts are funny and always will be-no matter how old you are. 

It is scary that my husband, 27 years old, will still sometimes laugh when he farts. If M farts, M won’t be able to stop his laughing for who knows how long. What is even more scary- Baby L will “toot” as I like to call it, look at my husband or M and then let out a little laugh. Are you serious? It must be a genetic thing in males.

Oh, and they don’t even need to be real farts.  M makes fart noises with his armpits, legs, whatever. Oh lord…I better just get used to it.

But it’s okay- they’ve got nothing on my burps-  mom can outburp them all 🙂

2. Wrestling and “Play” Fighting is the only way to have fun. 

I can’t count the number of times M and my husband start a wrestling match or a “fight.” Even Baby L will try and crawl on top of them these days.

I will admit, I will start a challenge with M every now and then. I won’t win for long, he’ll be bigger than me any day, so I might as well take advantage.

Pile Up-Baby L on daddy who is on M. 

3. I will never buy enough milk. 

 For real. A gallon of milk lasts our family about 1.5 days. No joke. Today I went to the store and bought two gallons of 1% milk and one gallon of whole milk for Baby L. Guarantee I will be back at the store by Monday buying more milk. Growing boys!

4. Quiet Time does not exist. 

5. Anything can be made into a toy gun. I mean anything. 

M has an imagination like no one else I know. He can pretend anything is a gun-a pencil, paper, tree limbs, silverware, legos, straws, you name it- it’s a toy gun.

6. Shoot em’ up video games are cool- not violent. Oh, and you’re never too old for arcade games. 

M would want to play any of these new video  games any day if I would let him. But, unfortunately for him, mom thinks there too violent. To every boy and man, hubby included, the games are “cool.”

Oh, and if M ever suggests going to the local arcade-hubby is right on board. They play shoot em’ up games, racing games, and whatever else. I usually wander around aimlessly, overwhelmed by the screaming kids, loud noises, and flashing lights. I will hit up a game of skee ball though 🙂 But, again- boys are never too old for arcades.

7. Fire is awesome. Blowing up stuff is even better! 

Fourth of July at my parent’s house is always a blast for M and my hubby. They end up making bottle rockets, blowing up GI Joes, blowing up canteloupes or whatever else they can come up with. What guy wouldn’t think that is awesome?

M waiting to blow up a can or a GI Joe or just play with smoke bombs? 

8. Big Trucks and Sports Cars – all guys want one or the other- or both 

M, at 7 years old, already claims he is going to buy a corvette when he is 16. Little does he realize he needs a heck of a lot of money and mommy and daddy are sure as hell not paying the insurance for that!

M is also obsessed with big diesel trucks. I took him to a truck and tractor pull last year. Below, was his reaction- needless to say he thought it was awesome.

M checking out some cars at a local Fourth of July Festival 

9. No matter how much mom will love it, boys do not want to wear argyle sweaters or boat shoes. Or corduroys–sorry Nana. 

Little does M know, I bought him an argyle sweater for Christmas. As long as he wears it a couple times, I’ll be happy. And at least I have a few years to dress Baby L all “preppy,” as my hubby calls it, before he has an opinion on his wardrobe.

10. Boys always love their mama.

No matter how crazy I get, no matter how many times I calls M’s outfit “cute” or want him to hold my hand, and no matter how many times I tell them to “calm down,” my boys always love me. They will cuddle with me, hug me, hang out with me, and still take goofy pictures with me.

I have learned so much more living with boys, but the list would just keep going. Boys love bugs, they want them as pets. Jeans will always have holes in them.  It’s cool to watch dad gut a deer. The house will never be clean. No, mom, we do not notice the dirt underneath our nails…etc. etc.


In Search for the “Perfect” Sippy Cup!


Baby L has been 100% off bottles for three days now. I started introducing him to whole milk a week or two before he turned one. When he turned one, I wanted to be done with the whole buying formula thing and I wanted to be done with the bottles.

I definitely did not want my kid to be that 3 year old still needing a bottle…Poor Suri Cruise.


The transition to whole milk was simple enough. Baby L hasn’t had any issues with new foods or liquids.  Honestly, he would probably eat or drink anything put in front of him.  The transition to only sippy cups hasn’t been difficult, but isn’t smooth sailing quite yet.

I’m pretty sure I have bought every sippy cup on the store shelf- trying to find the “perfect” cup. There are sooo many to choose from.

This is a snapshot of my “sippy cup cabinet” at this time. And, I’m pretty sure there are some in the dishwasher too!

Babies sure are picky when it comes to their drinkware.

I have quickly learned that Baby L does not want to be burdened with having to lift his hands higher than shoulder-level to drink his milk.

Any sippy cup that needs to be lifted and tilted is out of the question.

I only have about 3 or 4 of the above featured sippy cup…money down the drain. The only way Baby L will use this is if I am sitting there holding and tilting it for him. Otherwise, it becomes just another toy to be chucked across the room.

Baby L has decided he prefers to drink from a straw, which I am actually very happy about. According to the article below, cups and cups with straws are preferred over the typical “sippy” cup. Using a sippy cup for a prolonged period of time can result in lisps and other speech difficulties. I guess then I’m not too upset over those four or five cups barely used, collecting dust in the cabinet…


Okay, so I bought a bunch of different sippy cups that all have some sort of straw. And again, he has to be picky. Apparently, some of the straws are more challenging than others. It is true. My husband and I had a difficult time trying to drink from some. And yes, we did try.

The winner, after trying four or five, ended up being….the Playtex Lil Gripper.

Baby L loves this cup and has had no difficulty using it. I am slowly building my collection. I usually buy them at Walmart or Target. They are about 5 bucks a piece…figures my kid wants the expensive sippy cup.

The only downside to this particular cup is that it occasionally leaks. Yes, I know every cup advertises “spill proof” or “leak-free.” All us moms know that is not true. In this cup, liquid seems to remain in the straw and if the cup is lifted upside down or thrown on the floor, everyday occurence in my house, the stored up liquid will leak onto the floor. Minor details though.

My kid is drinking his milk three times a day all by himself. That is what matters.

Just a little laugh…

P.S. Let me know your “sippy cup” experience. Any other sippy cups out there I should try or you recommend for a straw loving baby?

Mom’s Night Out- We Party Like Rock Stars…


Mom’s Night Out- we party like rock stars- at least in our own mom world-which really means we have a burger, one alcoholic beverage, and we are in bed by 1030…

Tonight I went to my once a month Mom’s Night Out. And of course had a great time- I always do. My fellow mom’s are excellent company and we always have a night full of laughs. Our conversations tonight varied from our discussion of our love for beans to the fact that I could probably flirt my way into getting us free drinks for the night to learning our state capital has one of the highest STD rates…Goodness knows how we find our topics of conversation.


When Baby L was just a month old, I decided to try out this mother/baby group at one of the local churches that was advertised through the hospital. I figured it would be an avenue to meet other new moms and would serve as a support group for the adventure I will call breastfeeding. It was successful in both. The woman leading the group, a lactation consultant, provided an enormous amount of information and advice concerning breastfeeding and everything that goes along with that. I also met a group of women that have become more than just a baby support group-they have become friends.

About 5 or 6 of us started meeting for coffee every week after group. We started to get to know each other. Added perk- we all have boys and they are all within a month or two in age of each other! Pretty awesome!

The once a week group at the church was designed for moms with babies under the age of 6 months. Before we knew it, our little guys were at that age! It was time for us to graduate from our Tuesday morning group- we had to make room for the moms with only week-old babies! We decided then that we would continue to meet once a week….and we did.

We have met every week since then (minus a couple hectic weeks). We have watched our babies grow into little boys! We have shared our excitements about their firsts, we have shed tears and shared our frustrations, and we have laughed! We use each other as a sounding board, asking questions, discussing our babies new stages of development, expressing our concerns.

We talk about feeding schedules, sleep schedules, introducing solids, and yes, we even talk about their poop. 🙂

And as crazy as our lives get, we have always made time for our once a week baby group.

I could not imagine the past year without this group of women. They have not only provided insight, advice, and sanity when I needed it, but we have created a friendship and bond I could not put into words.

Now that our babies boys are older and don’t need mommy 24/7, we have started going out for dinner and drinks once a month, baby-free. These nights, which I look forward to all month long, are our “girls night outs.” And though we may not live it up like we did pre-baby, pre-hubby, and although we are ready for bed at 10pm, we have fun, we drink, and we laugh! And honestly, that is all that matters.

I cherish these nights- I cherish these women.

P.S. I strongly suggest anyone expecting or anyone with a little one-reach out to your community resources. You never know who you will meet, how they will help,or the impact they will make in your life.

My child is going to grow up to be a… headbanger??!!


Baby L is going to grow up to be a head banger!

He bangs his head on everything…the wood floor, the couch, the highchair tray, his toys, and yes, even me. It started about a month ago and at first I thought nothing of it. I decided to ignore it and figured he would stop. I was wrong. It continues.

I started googling, “baby head banging,” and discovered that it is actually quite common with babies this age and even more common with boys. Figures.

I tried to figure out the reason behind his self-inflicted pain. Maybe he is tired and this is his way of telling me? Maybe he is frustrated with a toy or something is out of reach?  I started to see a a pattern developing. He did head bang more often in the evening- maybe because he was overstimulated throughout the day and overtired? Well, at least that is what I thought for about two days-until- for the past few days, he seems to be head banging all the time, all day, and for no apparent reason. I just don’t get it.

I guess I shouldn’t have let my hubby convince me to go to that rock concert when I was 6 months pregnant…yeah, that’s what I will blame this on… 🙂

If he does it for attention- he gets it. I try to ignore it, but when he bangs his head on the wood floor to the point of making himself cry and leaving red marks on his forehead, I have no choice but to pick him up. I do try and immediately redirect his attention to a book or a toy. The pediatrician, at his one year checkup, said it is common and there isn’t much you can do, but to let them outgrow it.

Seriously kid, can we outgrow this soon, like soon as in this week?!

I guess this is what Santa is bringing you this year….