I'm a Boy Mama

There is nothing like having a lot of chaos 24/7.

Little boys are a whole other level of human.

I’m a boy mama. I hear all about boogers, butts, and poop at all hours. We live and breathe Minecraft and Mario in our house. I have a room overflowing with trucks and legos. 

I’m a boy mama. My kids have made a game out of who can pee in the most ridiculous places around the toilet, so long as it doesn’t all go in the toilet. Farts are our favorite genre of music, and the smellier you are, the cooler that makes you.

I’m a boy mama. I’ve been licked, climbed on, and handed boogers like currency. I’ve been told to “smell my hand, Mommy,” after goodness knows where they had it. Don’t ever fall for that one by the way. 

I’m a boy mama. I get kisses continuously. Debts are paid in snuggles, and I have the best little men to look out for me, now and forever. I’m a boy mama, and I wouldn’t have it any other way.