How to know you have boys

I've noticed lately that there seem to be some sure signs that there are boys living in this house.  Granted Devyn is still young and maybe some of these things will be true of her too, but it just seems that certain things scream boy.

1.  I've pointed out to you all that our bathroom has a certain unpleasant odor because their aim is nothing short of terrible at times.  Their room also has a sort of funk.  The smell is so bizzare.  It's this mix of sweat and dirt and gross.  Yet I creep into their room every night to watch them sleep and kiss their sweet faces despite that stink.

2.  They love dirt and dirt loves them.  We're doing a lot of work in our backyard right now and the LOVE to help.  They love to shovel and push wheelbarrows and get dirty.  I clean the floors and within minutes they are covered in dirt again.  I will say Devyn is just as into dirt and digging as her brothers.

 

3.  Cars and trucks are everywhere.  I mean everywhere.  I find cars on my nightstand, in the laundry and this morning I found one in the dishwasher.  They just love to put their cars in the sink in the bathroom and "wash" them.  This picture below is of a power wheel our neighbor was throwing out.  It needs a battery.  Except it doesn't.  They called over the neighbor boys and they all took turns pushing each other around.

4.  They are helpless when asked to find something.  I can ask them to find something that is no more than 1 foot away and they can't find it.  It is somehow impossible for them to find things.  I think their brains are just programmed in a way that makes them unable to find things.  I ask Nate to find things and he can try his hardest and not find them.  I look for 3 seconds and find it.  It's so amazing to me. 

5.   They are helpers.  These boys love their sister.  Do not mess with her.  Ever.  If I step away from the table they swarm her.  They all want to make her say, "more", and then dump food on her tray.  They still call her baby and let me know when she's doing something she shouldn't.  Good luck, Devyn.  You will get away with nothing.

 

The following picture is probably one of my favorite "helper" moments ever.  I took out some paper towels to bring upstairs.  They went missing almost immediately.  No real surprise.  Later in the morning I went into the bathroom to empty the garbage.  This is what I found.  Someone took the toilet paper off the holder and put on the paper towels.  Some precious little guy thought he was helping me out.  I had to take a picture, in part because I was laughing so hard.

 

 





 

Boys are such fantastic little creatures.