Mommy.... It's my favorite name

Is it time for a drink? Oh wait; it is not even 8:00am yet. This was my thought today after getting both my boys and then myself ready for the day. I always wonder as I am going through mornings of complete chaos if other moms out there are doing something similar or if I am the only one who has kids that make me run from one end of the house to the other like a crazy person. Some of these crazy mornings wouldn't be AS crazy if I could leisurely get up from a great eight-to-ten hours of uninterrupted sleep.  But that is NEVER the case, I hit sleep one to many times mainly because sometime in the middle of the night my four year old got scared of the monster that comes into his room at night from under his bed and has crawled into MY bed to sleep with us/lay on top of me. (I am so used to it now that I am hardly fazed by sleeping with another human lying on top of me.) His little brother however has slept in his bed all night by himself and decided to get up at 5:15am. Thankf...

There are so many moments that I look at my sweet little boys and think “I am doing something right.” Moments when they stand and hold the door for a lady to walk through before coming in the door themselves, When they tell each other “you’re my best friend Buddy!”, When they climb up on my lap to give me a hug or kiss out of the blue and tell me they love me, all of these moments they are MY boys. Then there are the moments, and moms of boys may understand what I am talking about, The moment that they pull a stunt or say a phrase that you look at your significant other to tell them “HE IS YOUR SON!”….. Because I do not know how in the world he thought of that, so it must be my husband’s doing. (Obviously kidding, most of time we are both flabbergasted). After talking to a man that I work with who has three boys he continues to enlighten me on the fact that little boy “tick” different then little girls. My little boys say what is on their mind and they mean every word of i...