Sent to Me by the Middle Child

Dearly departed husband would agree.

Personally, I prefer teaching them to pay rent.

More of My Life with Boys (and not the normal kind)

Middle child to youngest: Go wash your hands.

Youngest: Why?

Middle: Because you just went to the bathroom and I didn't hear the water running.

Youngest: But why do I have to do it every time?

Me: Because your hands are dirty every time.

Middle: Yes, you should wash your hands 35 times a day like I do.

Oldest to me: Pfft. That's a lie. You know how I know he's lying about that 35 times thing?

Me: How?

Oldest: Because it's an odd number.

On Going Out

Middle child about to go out. 

Me: You look so handsome!

Him (with eyebrow lifted): Yeah. See, I want to be the best looking one in the group but I don't want to look like I'm trying.

My Runner

Youngest disappeared for a while today. Front door unlocked, back door unlocked, no youngest boy. Geez I hate doing this alone.


Found him at one of the neighborhood parks, safe. 
Still a runner after all these years.