Thursday, August 9, 2012

    Today I am thankful that God has blessed me with sons that have enough common sense to not flush things down the toilet that don't belong, or stick their heads in the toilet.  There hasn't been any playing with the poo or sticking things up noses.  My sons do not run through the house with sharp objects.  They don't eat play dough or dirt, or crayons.  They do not throw temper tantrums or nag me incessantly to buy them things when we go to the store.  My sons do not go around smacking and biting each other or other people.  We do not suffer glares from fellow patrons at the restraunt when we go out.  
My sons are not perfect, but they do use their brains, and in a good way.  Perhaps it is genetic.  Perhaps it is because their father and I have been rather diligent about keeping an eye on them and haven't just let them run helter skelter about the place.  Now, if I could just get them to clean their rooms.  :)