Oh the Joys of having Boys!!

So I am amazed at the differences between boys and girls on a daily basis. We all here stories of how different they are but until you have one of each you can never fully understand it. Example one: We were at a birthday party last weekend and it the party entertainment was to color pictures and make froot loop necklaces, wonderful ideas for Brinley and any other girl, but my boys stood at the window and longed for the great outdoors. Needless to say it was very interesting trying to entertain them inside since it was 40 degrees outside. Example Two: When Brinley was a baby her food remainded on her tray or in her mouth. Never once did it end up on the floor, table, etc. I think you know where this is headed. My sweet precious boys have taken it upon themselves to make every meal a contest as to who can throw what ever they are eating the furthest. I will just say we are working on it but still to this day it is an issue. Will and I are looking forward to our boys football/baseball careers. Example Three: Climbing. I dont think i need to say much more than that. I will say I found one of my boys in our big bath tub and his head barely clears the side of it?!? Who knew I would have the next houdini on my hands! Example Four: The trash can. I don't know why they think everything should go in the trash can. Sure I have my days when I am the "Throw Away Queen" but I am by no means showing them that habit, at least not yet anyway. Back to the example and this one has been documented, a few nights ago Will was working late and I was getting the kids pjs on and while I was changing Logan, Austin comes up to me and sits. Austin is not nearly as vocal as Logan and he makes these grunting noises, so he comes and sits by me and grunts. Being his mom I just make up what I want that grunt to mean at that given point in time so I decided he was wanting to hold his pjs while I finished with his brother. I gave him his pjs and told him to "Hold these". I finish up with Logan and then go ahead and change Brinley, she had been waiting so paitently. I call Austin and he comes back empty handed. I ask him,"Where are you pjs" he quickly grunts back an "I don't know". The search for the pjs begins and I look everywhere! I looked through every toy basket we have, every drawer, you name it I looked in it for the pjs. Where could they have gone?? Well I vaguely remember hearing the trash can open and close while changing the other two so I checked to make sure and this is what I found. . . I had to take a picture and just love the one where they are all looking in the trash with me. Hopefully nothing more important has been thrown away without us knowing but hey if it has we haven't missed it yet. All I can say is the Joy of Boys!