Life with boys…. 

Kids, the only people who can turn a Mary Poppins mom into the Wicked Witch of the West in 2.2 seconds. 

Morning with the boys are somewhat peaceful, easy going, everyone happy, and getting stuff done. Oh wait, Saturday and Sunday are the only peaceful mornings around here. 

Monday- Friday are crazy. Most mornings I am losing my religion with them. Them asking why I said a bad word 😬. The only response I have “y’all made me do it”. I know it’s not good parenting skills but boys are hard headed.  I am not the prefect parent by any means. I have my bad mornings too. Some mornings, I have help from Jason and the boys are prefect angels for him. If he is home I will let him sleep until 7 or get him up after I take the boys to school. If Jason goes with me to drop the boys off , we will go get breakfast at the Diner. We don’t get much time together with the remodeling, him working, and everyday life. He works a lot of weekends and he will get called in 90% of the time if he is off. We just do day to day with his work schedule. It’s easier. 

Boys will say anything when they turn 13…. like what the hell happened to my sweet little boy. Attitude came out of nowhere. But at the end of the day he still needs his momma help with homework and studying. Lucky, the youngest child is learning from his brother’s mistakes and not getting in trouble. That will change in 3 years. 

Clothes and hair. Touchy subject. Private school. Shirt tucked in and belt. No big deal unless you are a boy….. Why do we have to dress fancy for school??? First of all, jeans and a nice T-shirt is not dressing fancy. Suit and tie, yes. Hubs is no better. Dress socks are called George Washington socks.  I have a system for clothes for them. School clothes and mud clothes. Same thing with Jason. Work uniforms, good clothes, and work clothes for around the house. 

Food…. At this point,  groceries are the most expensive thing with them. They are veggie and meat kids. Like, I am cooking 3 to 4 cans of green beans.  They love deer meat and fish. We go in panic mode when we get down to the last pack of deer burger. Fish will not stay in the freezer very long.  Omg fish sticks!!! I will cook 30 of them things just for them. And that is why Sams Club has become my grocery story. 

Needless to say boys are not cheap. 

Author: southernmagnolialife

I am somewhere in between raising hell and amazing grace. Love my family and our lazy Luke dog.

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