Seems that the holiday season has struck our house… literally. The boys are striking one another. I had to set up some rules. Do something nice and you get a nice point. Point out that your brother did something nice and you both get nice points. Tattle on your brother (with no blood or marks involved) and you both get naughty points. Mom has to discipline you, you get two naughty points. At the end of the day, Santa gets called with an update.

Today we actually had more nice points than naughty points. But I was VERY lenient with them. Three more days seem VERY long … good thing I made that fudge yesterday.

The boys only have today and tomorrow and then it is Christmas Break. I am excited and terrified at the same time. They have very high energy right now. Constantly getting on each others nerves and MINE. He tackled me, he threatened to tell on me, he punched me, he took my toy, he won’t let me see it, he won’t give it back… you can see how much this is driving me nuts.

I am hoping to have lunch with them today since I haven’t in weeks… and because I won’t be around much for the Friday parties. I have to get my nose sucked out one last time. Ugh. I hope you are going to have a great day today and I hope that I am going to survive the holidays at home with two overly active boys. Wish me luck!

Mamaw is the greatest in the boys eyes right now… she got them reindeer that poop jelly bellies. Push them down to make them squat and out comes a jelly belly or two…

Got to lift that head to get them fed the jelly bellies of choice… The youngest just loved it…

They have been eating out of them for days now…

Nothing like having the whole family in the kitchen at once! The boys couldn’t resist finding stuff and giving it a shot. They found the colander I had just finished washing and tried it out…

It was better as a hat… I was trying to remember who he kept saying he looked like… it escapes me right now!

And older brother of course had to come and get involved! They are a great pair of kids!

Mamaw brought the boys a new bat… seriously… she had it in her luggage. Who wants loose diamonds when you can have loose children with a baseball bat? Of course the youngest wanted to pitch it instead. Dangerous but Mamaw was brave.

This was at least not at her body…

Dad came out and joined the fun… luckily I didn’t get a good picture of the two ball pitch Tot was throwing to him!

Look at that face as the ball was pop’d up towards him!

Big brother gets off the DS and heads out, takes the bat and Dad. Too funny to watch this going on…

Tot gets one!

Tater gets one as well! (ok, so this means mom finally got pictures of them hitting balls. They both hit quite a few!)

Been a wee bit behind in posting about the kids. Worried about this surgery coming up today. I wrote some posts that HOPEFULLY will get out each day. Nope, not going to answer many comments or emails. Nothing like having a bone spur taken out of your sinuses and getting the deviated septum straightened to make your life entertaining for a few days.

One of my holiday traditions is decorating gingerbread houses with the boys. No different this year. Enjoy the pictures!

The finished product!

It was fun and the boys ate all the candy decorations off their houses after Thanksgiving. Life is good.

Usually I try to write stories to make me laugh in the blog. I use it as my ‘happy place’ to remember the good times. I have a lot of good times. Like yesterday Tot asking me to play with him. We played some wii, we played star wars where he was the teacher and I was the student… though cutting off my leg with the light saber didn’t seem very teacher like… he brought me a flower from outside…

then the rest of the time was dealing with a 7 year old. He has decided nothing is his fault. Not getting his homework done, not getting it right, not getting to play on the electronics… mean ol’ mom is doing it to him… the teacher is doing it to him… he is becoming a bully, then it is because he is stupid, and the list goes on and on and on. By the time hubby got home last night I was ready to walk out of this house and not come back. I lectured Tater, I asked him nicely, I put him in time out, I didn’t let him cook with me (which was another tactic to try and get out of doing his work) and more. It sucks to have very intelligent kids at moments like this… I have to stay one step ahead, make sure I speak at their level even though they seem like they understand more… their maturity is such I need to keep it where they understand it. It makes for a very, very long day and it was only 4 hours of time.

By the way, it got done and got done correctly. It took all four hours to do 2 pieces of homework… One was 4 questions to answer about a paragraph he read, the other was to rewrite the sentences using “and” to put the sentences together. I am NOT kidding. Once he did it, he was done in 20 minutes. You wonder why I’m not writing much out here… this is why. He has been like this for a week or two. I have been asking about the bus, about school, about home to see if there was something… then I found out three other moms with good kids are having problems as well… It must be the ripe old age of 7 is starting to try ‘independence’ and not the right way. I’ll get past this and so will he. Hopefully we will go in the right direction together.

We were at a friend’s house. The boys playing with J, I talking with his mom. It was pleasant. Then the boys started laughing and ran into the kitchen. If I remember correctly, the conversation went like this:

Tater, J: Mom, mom, Tot showed us his butt **much laughter**
J’s mom and I: Ok.
Tater, J: he showed us his butt by leaving the bathroom door open while he pee’d. **much laughter**
J’s mom and I: ok.
Tot shows up.
Tot: I was being funny.
Me: Yes, and the boys are laughing, you were funny.
All boys disappear.

Not sure why that was so funny or why we had to be told about it. I swear it’s a boy thing.