Monday, July 12, 2010

Living with Wild Animals

At times, I think I am living with wild animals. Someone is always running, jumping, climbing, howling, roaring, scratching, biting, hitting & hiding. I know it is typical in a house with boys...growing up with 3 brothers taught me that...but wowsers, they are energetic.

We had spaghetti for supper tonight & the boys said they were T-rex's and proceeded to eat their spaghetti with their mouths...off their plates, rather than using their hand & forks. I know that I was not teaching very good table manners by allowing them to eat this way tonight...but #1: they cleared their plates & #2: Aaron and I were able to hold a conversation while they did so.

3 comments:

Diane said...

And, that, my friend, is what it's all about. Have a convo with your husband when you can and keep the peace. You so know I relate to the wild animals!!

beth foster said...

I agree with diane.
I can't get over how grown up they both look here. even though they're in their undies & have spaghetti sauce all over their faces. :)

Rupp Family said...

hey...whatever works...love it!!