Boys Are Gross (but Funny), and I Like to Make Pre-Emptive Excuses

You know what happens when you pair up with a 6 year old for the Fantasy Football league and then leave to let him pick the players?  Yes, you get a bunch of players who will most certainly not get you the win. But that's not all.

Oh no.

You will also get a name like Team Poop.

Or not "like" Team Poop, but in fact and reality, Team Poop will be your team name for the entire football season.

Because 6 year olds think poop is funny.

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To stick with the theme, and not the football one...

A few boys were having one big wrestling match in the dining room.  I was in the kitchen having a great time listening to them.

They came up with two rules right off the bat.

1.  No kissing.
2.  No tooting.

In case you are new to wrestling boys, the no kissing rule comes about because boys do not like kisses from their brothers.  If a boy is in a head lock, a quick turn of the head and a peck on the cheek will cause the attacker to take a few seconds to scream "Ewewewew yuckyuckyuck!!" and loosen his grip.  The head locked boy will have just enough time to escape.

As for the second rule, it isn't really to escape.  Boys just like to gross each other out with well-placed toots, and some brothers don't appreciate it when it is done to them.

Apparently, they were a gassy bunch today, because every minute or so I heard things like this:

"Who tooted?!?!"
"It was you!"
"It wasn't me!"
"It wasn't him or me, so it must have been you!"

I guess they forgot the first rule of making rules...You must be able to actually identify the rule breaker in order to enforce the rule.

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To move a bit away from the theme,  but not really...

On Saturday, two of my nephews will be coming to stay with us for the week.  The older of the two has stayed with us for at least a week (almost) every summer of his 12 years.  The youngest nephew has never stayed with us.  Mostly because he is only a year and a half.

Yup, for a week I'm going back to toddler chasing.

And diaper changing.

Don't expect to see much of me next week.

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Or the rest of this week.  My grandma turns 90 at the end of the month, and I'm taking the kids for a really quick trip to visit her before the nephews arrive.  We rarely see her outside of the holidays (4th of July, Thanksgiving, and Christmas), and I feel awful that we don't.  So these two days will be all about her.  We will play Euchre until all hours of the night.  We will do all of the odd jobs she wants done around the house.  I warned the kids that we may be flipping mattresses, getting things out of the attic, cleaning up an already clean yard, changing lightbulbs, or moving furniture.  Grandma is so excited.

Good grief.  What am I doing sitting here writing?!?!?  I have a trip to take and I haven't packed yet.

I'll do my best to get a TToT post up Friday night.  I'm not even going to have to think hard to come up with a list.  It's been a great week so far.

Have a lovely day!