Skip to main content

Only my son...

Recently, I was at a Relief Society meeting and I met a woman who also had 2 boys the same age as mine.  We were exchanging stories about our older sons misbehaving in school- which Jackson has been doing on a daily basis to his exhausted mother's dismay.  This woman told me about her son (Jackson's age, 5 or 6) who put his hand down the back of a little girl's pants at school because she bent over and he saw her butt crack.  I laughed and laughed with this fellow mom and her son's "adventures", while secretly grateful my son hasn't done something like that.  Yeah...

The. very. next. week- Jackson had a substitute at school for the first few days of the week.  We were super excited about this because every day he had the substitute he came home with the fantastic news that he had been on green all day, which means he'd made good choices all day and hadn't gotten into trouble.  HOORAY!!  Since the week before he was on yellow and red all flippin week. Sigh.  On Thursday, his teacher returns and this time when he comes home I find out that he had to go the principal's office.  WHAT!?!?  My son!?!?  I mean, he's a chatter and loves to giggle at the worst times possible, but to be sent to the principal's office does not sound like my child.  Turns out, while the substitute was teaching his class, he decided to pull down his pants and rub his bare butt on the floor.

Why?  Apparently he was trying to get a laugh.  Yeah, real funny...

Part of his discipline was to write an apology letter to his principal.  If you can't read it it says, "Dear Mrs. Bowman, I am sorry for pulling my pants down in class.  I'll never do it again.  Jackson"



The same week, Jim took Jackson to speech therapy and as they were leaving Jim was joking with Jackson and said something to the effect of, "you better watch it or I'll bop you on your noggin".  In a full waiting room of children, their parents, and some elderly grandparents, Jackson screams, "Yeah, cause your noggin is your penis!".  Jim quickly said, "um, no, no your noggin is your head, not your penis" but the damage had been done and this scene was already entertaining the very large audience in the waiting room.

After this "interesting" week, I can't help but shake my head and sigh while telling my husband, "You know, none of this would have happened if we had girls like I wanted".  Girls don't randomly decide to pull down their pants to rub their butts on the floor or stick their hands down an unsuspecting pair of pants.  Girls don't think noggins are penis'.  Girls don't find fart and poop jokes funny from toddlerhood into adulthood.  I was and still am a very "girly" girl and I always thought I would have girls.  I never imagined that I'd only have boys when I became a mother.  The thought never crossed my mind.  My boys give my patience a run for its money every day.  And honestly, I wouldn't change a thing.  Some day these stories will be funny; and I will miss hearing little giggles coming from their room at night because someone figured out a way to slip the word "poop" into a sentence.  Some day I will miss hearing the story of how they got the huge hole in their jeans at school for the second time in a week.  And some day their little tiny voices will be big, deep robust voices of the men they will grow up to be, and I will desperately long to hear their little boy voices say their prayers at night.  I don't know what I'm doing most of the time with my boys, but I can't imagine my life any differently.  I was born to be a mother of boys.

Comments

Popular posts from this blog

It's baaaaaaaaaack... The Nuffer Family Summer Camp 2018

Man, it's been awhile.  A long while.

The blog is baaaaaack! And so is the Nuffer Family Summer Camp!!!!!

The NFSC is going to be pretty different this year.  The big boys need to be challenged so much more than a few crafts and story books like when I first started the summer camp many moons ago.  With that said, I don't really know exactly what it will look like because I have to test the waters to see what interests them and what doesn't. My mom gave each of the boys a Little Passports membership, so we'll be using those in our weekly themes as well.  I have a preschooler, a second grader, and a fifth grader- needless to say, it should be interesting.  but no big deal, right?
Riiiiiiiiiight.

Every day they'll spend their mornings doing some chores, spending some time outside, reading independantly, doing a little work in grade-level appropriate workbooks, doing an NFSC activity or two, and I think I'm going to teach the older boys to write in cursive. Phew!

Brian and Whitney get married!

Our family has been waiting for this day for well over a year!  My little brother, Brian, finally married Whitney a couple weeks ago.  Such a wonderful weekend!
I mean, how cute are they?!


The first night was the rehearsal, of course, but I didn't get many pictures.
I do have a fun little story, though...
Jackson was the ring bearer, and Whitney wanted him to walk arm and arm with the flower girl, Delaney.  But, he wouldn't do it.  I thought maybe it was because he didn't know her before that night, but no, that's way too simple for Jackson.  Jackson didn't want to walk down the aisle with Delaney because he thought if he walked down the (wedding) aisle with this stranger-girl, he'd be married to her!  bahahahahahahahaha!  That is hysterical!
Once we assured him that they would not be married if he walked arm and arm with this (super sweet) little girl, he was totally fine with it.
But look at their little faces.  And their little fists.  Hahahahaha!  This is t…

A Whole Lot of Random...

You guys know that my children are crazy.  And hilarious.  And random.
So here's a bunch of random moments from the Nuffer Nest.  Enjoy.
Sometimes, you just feel like Yoshi.

And sometimes, a tiny person steals my phone and takes 458 selfies that look just like this:

And sometimes, mom and grandma spend way too much time at Costco.

Other times, you smash your finger in a door and have to take a "quick" trip to urgent care. At least it wasn't broken.


And sometimes, life just gets hairy...

Other times, the Captain Underpants underwear you just got for your birthday has a cape, so you have to show it off by not wearing pants.

Sometimes, you're as cute as can be when you get a free apple at the grocery store.
(You guys, look at that little round belly- I just want to tickle and squeeze him!)



And sometimes, your brother helps you hang on when life gets tough.

Other times, they're there to give you a hug.

Sometimes, your future is so bright, you have to wear shades.