A few mornings ago, I opened the dishwasher to unload it. When it was time to unload the utensils, I opened up my utensil drawer to find this: I didn't realize that green snakes liked to sleep in a drawer with utensils, but apparently it's prime real estate.
Last night, we were sitting out on the front porch eating dinner with the boys. Our neighbor comes out with one of her daughters (who is 3) and she was all dolled up for ballet class. She had a Tinker Bell body suit (Yeah I have no idea what those things are called) with a pink tutu over it. She also had another pink tutu on a hanger. As she was getting into her van I said, "that is just another reason I am so glad I don't have girls."
And right on cue, Evan lets out the loudest and longest belch ever. Jeremy looked at me and said, "Kim (our neighbor) is now probably thinking the same thing about her not having boys." Touché. Touché.
Just another day with boys! And I love it!