boys!

This morning before church, Max and Sam entertained themselves by making small spoon catapults, and launched a variety of small things. This wouldn't have been so bad, if they hadn't been aiming at their sleeping older sister...then they decided to try a human catapult--not fancy, just a long board up on a block with Sam standing on one end. Max jumps on the other end and.....you get the picture. How much trouble can they possibly get into in one day! ? Then, later, Max and Sam came into the living room with pillows belted around their stomachs, announcing they were going to belly flop off of the top of the couch onto the floor. Luckily, I was there to head that one off before they actually did it. After dinner, Max and Sam were loading the dishwasher, and I went into the kitchen to check on them. They were both wearing plastic lunch bags on their hands...presumably to keep the icky leftover food from getting on their delicate skin. They'll play in the dirt all day, pick up turtles and toads dead and alive, etc. and it doesn't bother them. But if they have to do the dishes, that's just too disgusting! Boys are definitely a different breed. I grew up with just sisters, and we never tried to make a human catapult. Never even crossed my mind....