What are little boys made of?

The story of the gross-ness of boys always starts with infancy. No mother can forget the blowouts, the projectile vomitting, and the sheer pleasure they seem to derive in a big juicy burp. It graduates to self feeding, dipping peanut butter bread in water, and eating sand. Soon there are messes everywhere and you can only hope that none of the messes are of organic compounds, all hail plastic with it’s just-wipe-clean sanitation.

You shouldn’t be surprised to know my boys aren’t big on cleaning. They never do it without several promptings and never see the job to completion.

It shouldn’t surprise me so much that I have finally found a household chore they not only enjoy doing, but they fight over who gets to do it. It is, of course, the grossest chore of all. My boys, it turns out, love to scrub toilets.


5 Responses to What are little boys made of?

  1. feathersky says:

    Yeehaw for any chore that gets done by kiddo’s! πŸ˜€

  2. mcinsane says:

    Send ’em over!! πŸ˜‰ Cai laughs the hardest when someone ‘toots’ at our house. Especially when it comes from him.

  3. Alyson says:

    same here. They all want to do it. Good thing cause they are the ones making it messy.

  4. aprilmommy says:

    My girls are just as gross… they burp, toot, snort, eat sand etc etc etc. I just think people aren’t as grossed out when boys do it all πŸ˜›

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