|I would love to say "as taken from my iPhone" like all those other fancy blogs, but it's an old flip from like 2003. It's how we roll.|
All at once a light bulb flashed right above my head. As I watched all these little guys practicing all their crazy little moves, I suddenly became aware of my place as mother, as a keeper of our home, and above all...a woman.
You guys, in just a few short months I am going to be completely outnumbered in a house WITH 5 DUDES. Right now all but
I am already arguing with my 6-year old most mornings as to why he has to take a shower every day. I am constantly reminding to flush. the. toilet. already. and not to throw the football in the house. And in just the last month suddenly the amount of food I cook is never enough.
So, in conclusion, what I'm trying to say is I am really important. I mean, it's my job, to make men out of these little crazies. And in the meantime, while they are still offering, I am going to relish in all the kisses, all the lap-wrangling and arguments over who gets to sit by me, and all the marriage proposals. Because if you didn't know....little boys realllly love their mothers. And that is why I love being outnumbered. I mean, you know, for now.