Ashley let me borrow a great new book. It’s called, How Do You Tuck In A Superhero?. It’s a quick and easy read, full of stories from a mother of five boys that will make you laugh until tears are running down your cheeks and you have to cross your legs (if you’ve had kids, you know why you’re crossing your legs!!). Most of the laughter comes from the stories that you can most relate to because your kids have been there and done the exact same thing.

I started blogging in 2007, but my husband didn’t design my website until 2009, so a lot of my old posts are still on Blogger. With the busyness that is the last week of school, and in honor of this hilarious book I’m reading about mothering boys, I’ve decided to post some of my favorite stories from the last several years of blogging. I hope you enjoy them as much as I have enjoyed re-living them as I read through the pages of archives. The first story is from January 10, 2008:

Plant Your Baby, Watch Him Grow
It was yet another frazzled evening of getting home late, rushing to get dinner started and making sure the boys were settled in front of the TV…but I’m getting ahead of myself…

As I unlocked the front door with Owen (in his carseat) fast asleep on my left arm, I turned the TV on for the boys and plopped Owen down near the front door. I rushed to the kitchen with my cape flapping behind me as I morphed into Wonder Woman and began simultaneously cooking supper, doing laundry, unloading the dishwasher, and checking school folders. About ten minutes into my duties, I heard a crash from the living room. Being the overly concerned and protective mom that I am (do you sense my sarcasm???), I yelled, “WHAT WAS THAT??”…**crickets chirping** no response from the living room. I ran into the living room to see what caused the noise, only to find Joshua and Jesse sitting nicely on the couch watching their cartoons. Suddenly my head jerked to Owen, still strapped in his carseat on the floor by the front door. Owen was five months old at the time and was exploring just how far he could reach while strapped into his seat. When he woke up, he was able to get ahold of one of the vines of my spider plant, which is on a plant stand about three and a half feet tall. He must have pulled hard, because Owen was black and looked like he was wearing some sort of Halloween prop on his head (that would be the plant upside down!) My knee jerk reaction was to grab the carseat and tip it upside down as to get all the soil off of Owen. I then removed him from the seat and did the best I could to clear his eyes, nose, and mouth of any remaining potting soil. Right then and there, I stripped down to nothing and put Owen in the bath with me. Of course my husband wasn’t home from work yet… that would have been way too much to ask! Needless to say, I got Owen all cleaned up in time for me to make it to a nursery committee meeting only 10 minutes late. I did however, leave the HUGE mess in the foyer for my hubby to clean up when he got home. And unfortunately for Owen, he had black nose and eye boogers for about three days and my plant has never been quite the same.