Things I Never Thought I Would Say

Maybe I'm naive, but these are things I never thought I'd say (to my children, however, I have 3 boys, so...)


Don't play catch with the kitty. 

Stop licking my car window.

No, it wouldn't be "cool" to jump out of the window while I'm driving. 

No, that is a turbin on his head, he is not a "real-life" genie.

Don't go pee at the same time as your brother.

Don't put the plastic bag over your head.

Don't put the plastic bag over your brothers head.

Don't try to jump into the neighbors backyard from our playhouse. (And yes, I'm sorry I didn't tell you that you would get splinters if you accidentally pancaked against the fence.)

Do not tape your brothers mouth closed.

Don't write on yourself with a sharpie.

Don't put play-doh in your ear.

Don't draw with chalk on your legs.

Don't draw with markers on  your legs.

Don't wipe boogers on the wall.

Don't wipe boogers on your brother.

Don't eat your boogers.

Don't bite your toenails. Gag.

Don't cut your own hair, yes I can tell... you now have short bangs!

Don't put your dirty underwear on your brothers head. 

Don't put your brothers dirty underwear on your head.

Don't write on my furniture with sharpie. Yes, I can see your name written on my dresser.

Don't pee in the bath.

Don't poop in the bath. Oh. My. Word. You pooped in the bath.

Don't lick your brother. Don't lick the shopping cart either, please.

Don't fart on your brother (like 9,000 times).

Do not climb up on the roof.

No, we're not making squirrel soup for dinner.

Yes, girls have pee-pees too.
Yes, girls fart.
No, girls do not pee out of their bottom.
No, you may not jump from our roof to the neighbors roof like you saw in the movie.
You can't hang from your fan.
You can't hang from my fan either.
No, You can't pull the car in the garage  "just for fun".
I'm pretty sure I told you to not put boogers on the wall.

No, it wouldn't be cool to see how long we can go without brushing our teeth.

No, we can't have bird stew for dinner either.

Take the lizard out of the house.

You... smell like a wet dog!

No, you can't eat all of the vitamins.

No, we're not going to pretend like we're camping and not brush our teeth.

Don't jump out of the moving golf cart. (And yes, I'm sorry I didn't tell you that you would get road rash if you jumped out of the moving golf cart.)

Don't eat the Lego's. Okay, maybe youre not eating them, but take them out of your mouth.  You had that many in your mouth????

Don't spit on your brother.

Stop making science experiments in the bathroom.

How on earth is the new bottle of hand soap gone already?

No, you can't use a corn cob as toilet paper like great grandpa used to.

What dead animal are you hiding in your room?

I know there are a lot more, but these were the statements off the top of my head :)

My cuties (a few years ago).

Catchin a break

While I know that with three boys you have to 'expect the unexpected', one never plans to spend the evening at the ER :)  About 10 minutes into my sons football game, he made a tackle and two guys fell on his outstretched hand.  When he got up slowly, I knew he was crying and I noticed the way he was having to hold his arm to support it.  (With the intention of taking a great 'action' shot, I photographed the injury occurring - kinda sad to see it on film.) I knew in my mommy heart something wasn't right, but I decided I wasn't going to be melodramatic and run down there. We have an awesome team doc who assisted Logan right away.  I patiently sat in my seat, and after a few minutes I noticed the doc searching the stands and I knew he was looking for me = sinking heart.  He told me he suspected Logan's wrist was fractured. 
I went down to the field to my sweet boy and while he wasn't crying, he was occasionally moaning :( The medics later made a splint/sling for him which really helped to support his arm.

At the ER on a busy Saturday night, triage examined Logan, gave him pain meds and sent him for x-rays right away. Every single person we saw there was awesome, they were so helpful and kind. 

When the doc called us back to review x-rays I knew there was a break (I peeked at the x-ray on the computer screen), but I wasn't expecting to hear that there were TWO breaks.  My sweet boy has had a rough couple of weeks.  He sprained his ankle a few weeks ago and had to miss a game (he was so upset), and on Tuesday he had 'hardware' placed in his mouth (the path to braces), resulting in him basically being on a liquid diet all week, and now this?? But, he's not complaining, so I won't either.  Proud of my little trooper. 

To be honest with you, I'm really surprised we've gone this long without broken bones for one of our 3 boys.  Especially our accident prone Logan.  He's had stitches, x-rays, has been in the hospital several times, has gotten road rash from jumping out of full speed golf carts, has pancaked against our wood fence while trying to jump into the neighbors yard (splinters in nose, forehead, chin, chest, legs, etc), has had a concussion, and has had giant goose eggs popping out of his head at various stages of life.

Had this happened last year, I would have freaked. I thought broken bones were terrible. This year, totally different story.  I have told the boys on numerous occasions that it's not a big deal if they break a bone. It will heal :) And, it's not a big deal :) And it will heal :)  No surgery is needed and it's not his writing hand! He will see an orthopedic specialist in a week and have it re-casted. My hubby, who coaches Logan's team is really sad, because while he enjoys coaching all the boys, "it's just not as fun when your own son is not out there with you." :)  We were definitely blessed by all of the wonderful people who helped our sweetie yesterday.