A Spring of Joy

The past few weeks have brought me many moments of wondering how it is I am to do this whole mothering of boys thing.

“Why might that be?” you say.

Well, I’m so glad you asked.

Let’s see, since school started, table manners have evaporated into thin air and jumping, spinning, burping, hitting and singing have taken their place. In fact, I’ll give a prize to the person who guesses just how many times I sputter, “That’s uncivilized behavior!” tonight at supper. (Well, not really, but maybe I’ll mention your name on my blog.)

One of my sons, who shall remain nameless, swore this week. It’s our first foray into the realm of swearing, and I am at a loss. You see, in our house, “hate” is a “bad word”, so I’ll just say that I LOATHE foul language in any way shape or form. Yes. I know several of you are collapsing with laughter imagining me responding to my child’s potty mouth. To which he replied with, “It’s a word I made up.” Yeah, right.

One of my sons, who shall remain nameless, is trying to decide whether or not he’ll join in with friends from school to beat up someone else. Yes. I know several of you are collapsing with laughter imagining me responding to my child’s violent tendencies.

And Bear. Dear Bear, who I will name for this one. He came to me today, eyes spilling over, and asked, “Mommy, can you write a letter for me to Mrs. S. and ask her if we can have more time to play at school?” He’s still not into this whole Kindergarten thing.

Boys.

Some days I throw my hands up in exasperation. Some days I cry A LOT. Some days I laugh and give up.

But most days, I just do what my bloggy friend, Kristen of No Small Thing, suggested last week.

Most days, I can’t help but love to stare at them…at how wonderful they are at just being boys.

(Kristen is an amazing writer and photographer and she captures her life in a way that brings me smiles and tears on a weekly basis. She’s a face I’ve never seen in person and a voice I’ve never heard, but she’s a heart that shares mine and has been one of my biggest encouragers. Check her out if you get the chance.)