Monday, March 22, 2010

One day in the life of a 7 year old boy...

Hunger...constant, insatiable, hunger.

Splash your arms pits with apple juice and tell your mom it's because you want to smell good (not to mention taste good) as you proceed to show her (with pride) how you can even lick your armpits.

Finding yourself stuck up in a tree, hanging by only the collar of the vest that you are wearing (without a shirt underneath because you want your muscles to show.) Mom, running to your rescue while you laugh your head off.

Thinking it would be a great idea to see what would happen if you lock the cat in the car.

Sprinting headlong down a steep hill and leaping off the end of it, landing in a way that looked like you certainly hyperextended one, if not both knees...and still laughing your head off.

Coming home from your sisters soccer practice, jumping out of the car and peeing in a nearby bush, stating that, "no one can see me and I really had to go."

Telling your mom that your poor choices throughout the day are all due to a dull ache at the back of your head and you think you might have brain damage.

Not being too old (yet) to cover your mommy in kisses and hug her with those grimy hands, because to you she is still just the most wonderful lady that God ever created.

1 comment:

  1. Wow! That's pretty much all I got. So funny and wonderful being the mom of boys!