Boys

Two recent examples in which I just have to laugh that this is my life...with all boys:

Here is the scene. We are all in the car, that has a broken muffler that we haven't gotten fixed despite the fact that we sound like an entire motorcycle gang.
Henry is screaming, because that is what he does in the car.
This seems to upset Will, who decides the best way to deal with it is a mantra that goes something like this "Mama Mama Mama MAMA MAMA HENRY IS HURTING MY EARS!!! YOU ARE NOT LISTENING TO MY WORDS MAMA!" But keep in mind he is trying to be heard over the screaming. And the muffler.
The radio is playing very softly, but somehow Dan hears a tune and turns it up. Loud. Except we only really have 1 speaker that really works in our 15 year old car. The rest kind of make a staticy noise, so you really have to turn it up to hear the music. "Sweet! Van Halen!" and starts humming, air guitaring/drumming and yelling WOO-HOO every time Will stops for air.
So that makes Will try and yell louder, over his Dad, over the Van Halen, over the static, over the screaming baby and over the muffler.
And I realized that this is just the beginning. I am going to be outnumbered for the rest of my life.

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Last night we had company for dinner. We were planning on the adults eating after the kids went down but they came early to see the boys for a little while. Will has taken to procrastinating bedtime as much as possible recently with the "I have to go to the bathroom" plea. So sure, what are you going to do.

So, Will was in there procrastinating and I had just finished nursing Henry. Dan was waiting for Will to return to bed (as we have long ago stopped going into the bathroom to wait with him). One of our guests gets up and in walking to the kitchen asks what Will is doing.

So I get up to find out and see him, sans clothing, not so much facing the toilet. I go in and ask him what he is doing...

"Peeing mama. Look! It all went down!"

Why yes it did, right down the heating vent that he was peeing into. Oh yes, my child, my sweet little boy was peeing, into the HEATING VENT.

So, I kinda started to maybe get a little upset (thinking really this is an act of I don't know, defiance? maliciousness?) "No Will, NO! Stop that right now that is NOT ok!"

By this time Dan had come into the room and Will looked at both of us, honestly very shocked, his lower lip starting to quiver a little at my outburst and he looked a little...embarrassed.

"um, Daddy" he asked quietly, "Is that only ok at swimming?"

And at that point I realized that I had no idea, nor do I think I want to, as to what goes on when the boys go for their weekly trips to the pool.

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Also, as I was putting together a present for Dan today I realized that I have so, so SO many pictures that I have not done corrections to and posted. I love taking pictures and I love sharing them, but after Dan's diagnosis, it was somehow very emotionally overwhelming. So, I kept taking them, but haven't been able really to go back and look at many of them - especially the couple weeks leading up to and following when we found out. However, I feel like it's time. And I haven't been that good about posting here either. So, in order to take care of both those things at once I am going to institute Photo Tuesdays. Yes I realize that photo Fridays sounds better, but I wanted to do it on Tuesday so oh well. I am going to post a couple of my favorites here and a link to a set of pictures on Flickr every Tuesday. Except I am going to chicken out a little and start with the most recent and work my ways backward. I think I still need a little time before tackling those.