I really like being a boy mom.
There are major differences in communication, but I feel so much love for and from all these sons of mine. For the first time in 21+ years as a mother, I am outnumbered in boys to girls. The dynamic shift is wild.
A few things I’m learning in earning trust with sons is that I have to love what they love. From sports to Taco Bell. It definitely has not come as naturally as loving love my girls love. Fortunately, I already enjoy eating and watching people get sweaty. And my music taste is broad enough to have an inner 17 year old so I’m mostly cool there, too. It has taken some time For the teens to trust me, and recognize that we are maybe even a little bit alike, and maybe that is not a terrible thing. We’re getting there.
Reese and I stopped by pickup hoops last night and took tiny jugs of chocolate milk (disgusting) to Logan, Ryan, and Corbin. This was one of many many “lasts” that seem to be dragging on all month. Reese and Logan move to Rexburg on Thursday and we are all grieving.
No one is as sad as the ducklings though. They love Logan so so so much. He is the group dad and they’ve spent the last 2 weeks gathering at the Newton residence to watch Outer Banks (garbage lol). They finished the last episode last night just in time since Ammon gets set apart as a missionary tonight!
A lot of Y2K and Minecraft video games happen as well.
Sometimes prickly, but sometimes the snuggliest lap child trapped in a giant man-body. Senior year is so emotional.
Soccer and XC season are in full swing! It’s in the triple digits and I’m a sweaty mess after meets and games. Soren and Bear are beasts.
BYU and Razorback football season starting up.
I’ll get started on the snacks.
















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