I've felt overwhelmed the last few days. I'm not sure why....I think I feel like all the plates being juggled are sure to crash soon...and even that one week of extension on our separation feels like a long time. I've been thinking a lot about God's sovereignty and surrender the past few days. I know many of you think I'm "strong" and some sort of Super Mom but I tell you I am FAR from strong. Any strength you see is God's grace...and that's a fact. I need to carve out some extended time away with God...but I don't see that happening until Mike is home. I've been dreaming of that weekend that Mike sent me away to play.... So what has me perplexed and questioning my parenting on the fly ability?????
The boys are sure wedgies are kosher. God help me, I've thought about this and I can't find a verse to help me. I'm a MOM and I don't understand the young men raging around me. Wedgies???? Arielle and I are stunned. This wedgie thing is never directed at us...but it seems to have stemmed from Dilbert and to be hilariously funny to some of the male members of this household. This is not something girls did to each other in the dorm in high school! My brothers certainly never attempted such with me (who knows what they did to each other!). ::snort:: So...is this normal?
I'm wondering if this is sort of a "boys dorm" mentality....and that you reach a certain level of males in one spot and they combust....and wedgies happen.....What do I know? I'm stumped. I'm pretty sure they are great, well-adjusted young men....sweet and caring, gentlemanly and kind to a fault...but what's with the WEDGIES? Is this something I'm meant to understand?
Mike finally convinced me a bit of towel snapping was o.k. but this is a new one. I can't believe that I've been brought to the point of uttering such wise words as, "No ONE gives ANYONE a wedgie in this house until your FATHER says it is o.k. to give wedgies." It's got to be some sort of low in my wise mothering career. ::snort:: I saw them struggling not to laugh as the words came OUT OF MY MOUTH and I ended their struggle by laughing myself. There are five young men in my home planning how best to plead their case with Mike the next time he calls. All sides of the issue will be represented.
As if the children going nuts isn't enough, the DOG is also testing all boundaries. We love this dog. However, this dog has NEVER been allowed in MIKE'S ROOM (which is also my room LOL) or in the kitchen. She sits at the entry of the kitchen and edges her nose over...she's been doing this for a month or so. NOW she is actually walking into my room with her head turned the other way..."out", I say and she mournfully stares at me....
Hmmm.....as I conclude this I think I better explain that raging is a term we use that means "tearing around with great fun and jubilation" not anger type rage..... And I'm also thinking maybe some boys are missing wrestling matches with Mike....but I am NOT even going to attempt to fill THAT space....some of these boys of mine are a full foot taller than I....though I've got them all beat in sheer weight! ::snort::
13 comments:
LOL! IT sounds like all your boys need to join a rugby team.
They'd have no energy left for wedgies after a day of training!{g}
Dorothy
This post cracks me up! I have to say, we had days like this with my GIRLS. lol It was hysterical (and this brings back memories). You'll have to definitely give us the results of the Wedgie Tribunal.
Sis: TOO FUNNY!! Boys can be tons of fun and laugh at the dumbest things. You ought to see them at school and all the nutsy stuff they do. :):)
Hang on Sis..... won't be long and some will be more than just a foot taller than you. :):)
Anxious to hear what Mike says on his call. :):)
G/Pa might like some of that activity when he is sitting home all alone while I am at school.
We are both anxious to see the xray today when at the doctor's office. Dad is nervous but he seems to be walking better even though he has a bit of a crazy walk (still using walker & sometimes wheelchair). His appointment is 4am and who knows how long that will take. :) :(:(
l/p
I grew up with wedgies, and they have been perpetrated in my house from time to time. Most teen boys today look like they're walking around with a permanent wedgie anyway! (But not your boys I'm sure!!). We're in the whoopie cushion phase (again) here...very hard not to laugh.
I'd say as long as they're not giving each other swirlies, you're in good shape :)
As long as noone is giving me the wedgies I might just let it go but I think deferring to dad is the best idea. My dd and I are quite outnumbered here 2 to 4 and we will have to formulate a plan in case the wedgie phase pops up here.
It is funny and I'll stay tuned to see what the tribunal decides.
I'm not sure you can fight the wedgie, it pulls on young men like a chocolate cake does on us women at certain times of each month.
Good luck in your fight against the wedgie...I'll be pulling for you.LOLOL
I am still thinking that the answer to all young men problems is living (working) on a farm. I believe this is why football was invented – once people moved off the farm, young men didn’t have any hard physical labor to exhaust them & they turned their wicked ways to tormenting their mothers. And their mothers observed that they sure did seem to like tossing each other around the living room and COULD NOT remember that We Do Not Allow Balls To Be Thrown In The Livingroom. So moms invented football so their sons could smash their bodies full force into someone other than the little brother (or if they still did, then at least they would be down at the field & so she couldn’t hear the whining of the little brother from way over there). That’s just my theory.
I say that wedgies are WAY better than having your brother drop a worm down the back of your jeans & underwear when you’re sitting in front of the house of a boy that is HIS friend but you would like to be YOUR friend.
Not that such a thing ever happened to ME, mind you.
I totally understand your predicament. I know there are things that boys do just because their boys and I never know when to draw that proverbial line. Hubby is no help, everything is "normal" to him. I know they're normal things for the *world* to do, but my boys??? Let us know how it turns out...
Jen in Az.
::hanging head in shame:: I am the wedgie queen in my house. I was raised in a house full of boys, Brian a house full of girls...need a say more. Or course, I don't get the wedgies, but I've been known to give out my fair share!
I have to say that I love having boys...all their little quirks and all. Okay, so I love my girls too, but I've always enjoyed the boys fun more.
Ok - this wedgie conversation brought back so many memories from my childhood and I lived in a house with 2 sisters and 1 brother!
Oh my! I think this is hysterical (and slightly frightening- lol). I grew up with 3 brothers but never dealt with the wedgie thing. I agree with Dorothy and Liz that the boys obviously need some sort of physical interaction to tire them out. They definitely need some good wrestle time with their dad. Hang in there, girl! You can make it.
My boys aren't to that age yet, but they still do plenty of boy things that I don't get!
WHAT age Cindy? My LITTLE ones do this too.....
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