The Harrowing/Heartwarming Parent Moment of the Week

The Boys–The Hunky Hubby lets them play inside the camp bus while he runs to grab something quickly, by the time he comes back they have located a good source of mud and proceeded to liberally decorate the interior of the bus in earth-tones.

Sweet Boy#1 and Sweet Boy#2–Procure and spread a McDonald’s container of BBQ sauce onto Sweet Boy#3’s bunk bed.

Sweet Boy#2–I come into the room and he is swinging an empty Kix box around over his head like a mace. He accidentally hits me in the face and I get a painful little cut and get to don the “battered woman” look for the week.

Sweet Boy#2–The Hunky Hubby discovers that he is hiding some elk poop in his pocket, in order to bring it home and “Show Momma”.

Sweet Boy#1–Chases his brother’s all over the house with “Mr. Dirty” the grubby stuffing that fell out of his much loved orange slipper. His brother’s scream in horror, at the apparition of stinky footed doom.

Sweet Boy#2 and Sweet Boy#3–Fill bathroom sink, stir in a painting belonging to Sweet Boy#3 with my toothbrush as the stir stick, fill up cups with the horrible mixture, I catch them drinking greedily. All during the 1.5 minutes in which I attempt to talk with The Hunky Hubby about the book 1001 Nights, I rush off to save my sons and my toothbrush…we never do get to talk.

Sweet Boy#2–Pees into his little brother’s T-shirt drawer, but emits stunned cries of agony when I inform him that he will be losing his movie pick, as though he didn’t see that one coming.

Sweet Boy#3–Names the Christmas Cactus in his window, “Crab Snapper”