"Boys are found everywhere—on top of, underneath, inside of, climbing on, swinging from, running around or jumping to. Mothers love them, little girls hate them, older sisters and brothers tolerate them, adults ignore them and Heaven protects them. A boy is Truth with dirt on its face, Beauty with a cut on its finger, Wisdom with bubble gum in its hair
and the Hope of the future with a frog in its pocket."
Author: Alan Beck

Thursday, September 22, 2011

Baby Crazy

In case you haven't heard, my little sister is preggers, and is due to deliver
in just a few short weeks.
There are currently 8 boys in our family, ranging in age from 10 months to 10 years.  And in case you don't know much about boys, here's a crash course.

Boys are messy

they have horrendous table manners

they never use utensils

and they have been known to practice voodoo on their milk.

They pee whenever and wherever they feel like it

and they don't take fancy crab dinners seriously.

Worst of all,
 they continue to dress up like Star Wars characters.  Even when they're 33.
 (My brother...poor guy just isn't himself unless he's wearing his favorite pair of skinny jeans)

As you can imagine, finding out that a GIRL would soon be joining our family, was news that we had been waiting for...for a long time.

We threw Meg (and baby Madyson) a shower two weeks ago. It was girlie, frilly, and fun.

It was pinkishly perfect.

So hurry it up, little girl. We're all ready and waiting to crown the family princess.

(Of course, no one is as eager as your Aunt Amy.)

Tuesday, September 6, 2011

Diaper Fairy Update

I have NO business blogging.  None.

My To Do list is steadily growing a mile per minute, and I fear I'll never catch up.

Oh well.

As you know, the Diaper Fairy came to our house and took all of Wes's diapers to the 'babies' that needed them.  The past 10 days have been a challenge.  A struggle.  And VERY messy.

There have been days I've wanted to call the Diaper Fairy and tell her to fly her fairy butt over here and give me 5 diapers.  Just 5.  I'd be willing to pay a pretty penny. 

But she didn't leave a number.

So we've been patient.  Patient as humanly possible with a 3 year-old who says he's "Just not weady!"

If I had stuck to my word, and given you the Diaper Fairy update last week, I would have told you that the Diaper Fairy must be BFF's with the 'slices and dices' guy on the HSN.  Because up until today, she seemed like nothing more than a gimmick.

But wait....

There's MORE...

Something clicked in little Wes's brain today.  He woke up this morning and rejected a dry pull-up (yes, I've cheated a little).  Instead, he picked out his brand-spankin'-new Mickey Mouse undies and proudly pulled them up. 

That was at 7:15 this morning.

And he's still dry.