98% of my funniest memories have been brought to me courtesy of my two boys. Because I've only known a life with boys, and haven't experienced ribbons, curls, petticoats, and Mary Janes, I can only assume that my experiences exist because of the anatomy and personalities that my boys have.
Maybe being a mother of girls is just like being a mother of boys. However, this is something that I will most likely never know first hand. Therefore, I will present my Motherhood Moments as they are...testosterone laced and disgusting in all their glory.
My intentions for posts to this page are simple. I intend to post memorable moments of my life with boys. There won't be a schedule for these posts. They will simply appear randomly, much as the mismatched socks do.
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