Snips and Snails and Puppy Dog Tails

It's hard to come up with just one catch phrase that personifies the craziness of little boys. And this little trouble maker of mine is all boy, as they say.

For instance, you might see the entrance way in my house.

But I see that my son has parked one of his cars in the house. Again. This could become a problem when he gets older.

OR just this morning, look what I found between my mouth wash and root booster.

AND, of course, no one can fix a skinned knee (which is a daily occurrence) like Momma Spider Man can.

AND having sons certainly has its advantages. At times, their fearlessness is called upon as an absolute necessity. For instance, when there is a snake in the driveway.

"Look! Momma! 'Nake'!"

"Oh, thank you son! Is it a dangerous snake? Nope, I don't think so. You've always got to look to see if it has a frayed end. Remember: Frayed and black, friend of Jack."

OR, on Sunday, while the hubbs and I were getting ready for church, the toddler got into a goody bag he'd received from a friend's birthday party and decided to do sidewalk chalk all over himself (just bathed) and our not-even-two-years-old hardwood floors! Yippee!

OR when he does something especially precious, like walk all over the house grasping tightly to the picture that he and Pops (Grandpa) drew of an "eh-plane" and a "heh-caw."

"My mother had a great deal of trouble with me--but I think she enjoyed it." -Mark Twain