Summertime

It's official. Backyard barbeque's. Lightning bugs. Swimming pools. Margaritas. Sundresses. Flip flops. Sitting in the swing, reading. No more school. Stinky boys. That last part is absolutely a sign of summer. Why do boys smell like wet puppies after they've been playing outside? Multiply times three and my house is stinky. And why don't they like baths anymore? I guess the appeal is gone for an 11 yr old with the cute, squeaky rubber duckies. Hmmm. Maybe I'll put food coloring in the water -- who wouldn't want to take a pink bath? Bad idea...they may all come out pink. Time to wrangle the boys in for the night and force them into the tub. Oh, the joys of motherhood.