Backstory: Roo is the last to get his braces off. Monday, he had a orthodontist appointment where we were both told that if he had worn his rubber bands, the braces would have been removed. Roo is the child who is strongly motived by the right thing, and the incentive of getting his braces off, is definitely the right thing.
Yesterday I made my monthly run to Sam’s Club and arrived home about the same time the boys got back from Cross Country Practice. As is the starving nature of teenage boys who’ve been running for two and a half hours, they descended upon the goods like starved vultures. Immediate and frenzied unloading of said goods ensued by the three of them in hopes of finding some tasty breakfast items (our pantry having become akin to Mother Hubbard’s Cupboard). Our freezer had gone out the night before and I was unloading all the rapidly thawing stuff to be taken to the freezer in the basement when, noticing sudden silence I turned around and saw all of them standing there devouring the mini Rolo’s and Reeces Peanut Butter Cups I’d gotten for movie nights and baking, the unpacking completely forgotten. They hadn’t even had breakfast yet. When they realized I was staring at them, they adopted a look similar to deer in headlights. I scolded them lightly, then ate some of their candy myself before making a huge breakfast for them. At that point they all went to shower, and when they returned I was deep into the process of seal-a-meal freezing. They plopped on the couch like so many freshly stuffed Turkeys and turned on the T.V.
As I worked, I was listening to them talking about what to watch, and eventually they settled on Burn Notice. They decided that since they had never seen the series premier, they would Netflix it. And, since I had never seen it either, I decided to join them. We sat and watched for roughly thirty minutes or so when Roo suddenly screams and we all turn to look at him.
It seems that he had been eating yet another bag of mini Reeces Peanut Butter cups and didn’t bother to take his rubber bands out, figuring that if he left both of them in while he ate, he’d be ahead of the game. You know, they aren’t really supposed to be left in when you eat. As he started laughing he jabbered something about rubber bands and popped in the mouth, at which point the other two boys and I started laughing with him.
They laughed even harder when I said, “That there’s good blogging material, that is.”
ha ha ha! Poor Roo!
You and your boys are awesome!
I’d love to spend a day with you guys!
You might run screaming from the building, LOL. I found an old video when going through my pics of the whole family in the car after a hike. Buzzard was trying to “interview” his brothers about the hike, and they just snubbed him. It was so, so funny. If I can figure out how to put it on the blog, I think I might do a post on it. And if we get to your part of the world, we will definitely say hi! And if you are ever here, give me a shout!
You guys sound like you are a hoot!
My family are strange..lol..trust me..nothing will surprise me..I have a feeling I’d get a six-pack from all the laughing staying at yours..but I already know when the boys think about girls with 6 packs..lol..
Definitely!! If you’re ever in London!!
LOL! I don’t know how I raised, erm, boys that tend toward the prudish–Not that I’m complaining! It just surprises me when they say things like, “That girls skirt is too short” or, Six packs are wrong on a girl… 🙂
I think it’s amazing!!
that was a cute story and i love the candy bags. what i want i can not have. yummy
I know what you mean. I ate one bag of those rolos, and had a headache the rest of the day.
i would have had one also plus high sugars, but the trip there would have been so enjoyed………
Yup. It was. Good one. 🙂
That was definitely wonderful blogging material – love your boys!
Ohhhhh, now I’m hungry for candy!!!! I will have to get my youngest to read this post since he will be getting his braces on in September. No more Skittles for him LOL!!
its amazing what things can break a arch wire or bracket. Pizza crust is notorious. Go figure…
Well, there’s no way in hell he would ever stop eating pizza :). The chewy candy he is resigned to but not pizza!! LOL
Well, we didn’t either, and so we made more trips to fix broken wires. Oh well…
It is very good blogging material…good times !..Diane
Thanks! I live with comedians…
That’s great! Actually, I heard a couple other guys making cracks about the female weightlifters, sadly.
Awe! I was surprised to hear what they thought. But now that I think on it, they can’t have seen that many girls abs. They went to catholic school until high school, so where would they have been exposed to any? It’s a pretty conservative small town. Maybe not seeing is what made them form an opinion. Or the fact that I’m not muscular. Who knows–all we can do is teach acceptance.
“all we can do is teach acceptance”
So strange that you mentioned this when I’ve been ruminating over this very thing for almost 2 days. I’m not sure how old you are or how you were brought up, but from what I’ve read of your blog it seems our parenting styles/ideas are quite similar.
What precipitated my two day ponder of “teaching acceptance” was a rather terse conversation I had with my mother who has always been a very narrow thinker. I made a rather off hand remark ie., “there’s lots of different ways of living” regarding a cousin’s child who is marrying an Asian girl–something my mother is wholeheartedly against. She also didn’t like my followup comment on the lines of “its a big open world these days…people don’t see race anymore” Her last remark on the subject was ” i didn’t raise you that way! Where did you come from??!!”
So that’s the backstory that started me thinking about how I knocked myself silly for 25 years teaching acceptance to my kids, the same way she knocked herself out teaching me HER opposite thinking.
Kind of made me think, you know!?
I do know! I think we all have areas where we struggle with this. Some are more blaring then others though.
Thank you for sharing such a hilarious post! I can only imagine the other adventures you have feeding three athletes. Thanks for shopping at Sam’s Club and enjoy the rest of your summer! – Ramona from Sam’s Club
Why thank you Ramona! You have a great summer too!