Thursday, October 23, 2008

having boys means...

As I've attempted this child rearing thing for the last 4 1/2 years now I've come to realize a few things. Even more so raising boys. This is what I'm finding having boys means...

1.) my living room isn't really for sitting in, unless you are sitting to watch "the game" from the "bleachers". The center of our room is really the football field or soccer field or baseball field. Please excuse the books being used for bases or the laundry baskets used for soccer goals when you come to my house.
2.) My doorways are more then a space to allow you to walk through from one room to another. They are clearly for climbing up and hanging between. Who knew you could "walk" up a doorway and hang out at the top? Apparently the view is better up there? :)
3.) The word "fart" is really a regular part of any person's daily vocabulary. The action itself is even more so regular. I can not believe I am actually writing about farting, apparently my manners perspective has been slightly effected from living with 3 boys. Hansen boys that is.
4.) Anything not pink, purple, or yellow may be referred to us "cool" and only "cool". "Pretty" and "beautiful" are only for pink, purple, and yellow items. Don't mix them up or you will be corrected in this house. Try to be "cool", not "pretty".
5.) Eating should happen every 2 hours. Not at meal times either. And, don't expect to sit through a meal. One must eat two bites, go make a play on the "football field" and then return for another couple bites during "half-time".
6.) When you watch sports, hands must be in the pants. Age doesn't seem to matter. Enough said. I still can't figure this one out? Again, my manners perspective is a bit off since living with 3 boys. I think I just wrote about hands in the pants?
7.) Garages are not for vehicles, but for sports items. I have found I can never have too many tubs for the countless balls, gloves, golf sets, bikes, baseball gear, football gear, buckets, shovels, and trucks that we can not live without. Some gloves are for catchers and some for 1st base players and some for out fielders...who knew you needed such a variety?
8.) Rugs should not be walked on in our home. They are full of crocodiles, alligators, and dragons. Only attempt with your Pirate ship full of mateys.
9.) Stools are not for sitting on, but for attempting your "flying" abilities from one couch, er I mean, one mountain to another.
10.) And, last but not least... washers and dryers are garbage trucks really. Fill them with whatever "garbage" you find in the house and drive away. If you want to wash at my house, make sure you empty the garbage first :)

So, you see... I'm learning much more then I thought possible as I raise three boys :) (yes, I said three) (-:

6 comments:

Kristyn said...

hilarious :) you gotta love celebrating farts and hands in the pants!

jer said...

Now that last sentence is an interesting one. You could take it 2 ways:

1. Ausin, Jaxson and Dave

or

2. Austin, Jaxson, and one in the oven????

Can I get some clarification...

The Hansen's said...

oh Jer... grant me some sanity please. I choose option #1...Austin, Jaxon, and DAVE!!

jkrogers said...

when you watch the Hansen boys sour cream containers are transformed to cups to chew on and the lids are now hockey pucks....gotta love it.

Kris Hoskinson said...

ahhh...i read your blog and i just feel as if i am sitting right in the midst of your house with your family all around. :)
and i don't think i have ever heard a hansen boy fart.....
:)

Becky Bartlett said...

Jess! I love this post!! :) Your three boys are so great. Gives me a little outlook on what my life will soon be like!! Great to see you tonight!