Today started with a visit to the Franklin Park Conservatory. They have an amazing exhibit that features "hundreds of butterflies from more than 100 species from around the world". To my dismay, there were lots of class field trips going on and the garden walkways were pretty crowded.
The boys were not in the least bit hindered by groups of students and teachers and managed to worm their way to the front of a class. This particular class was attentively listening as their teacher described the Blue Morpho butterfly resting on a nearby plant. As the narrative continued, the unfortunate insect decided to go once more into flight - directly into the airspace of a certain little Noah. Before I could react, and to the shock and horror of all the students and teachers watching, Noah proceeded with his best Karate Kid imitation to catch and squish the butterfly in his fist. Embarrassingly, it only got worse as I had significant difficulty wrenching open his clenched, dimpled fingers.
The boys were not in the least bit hindered by groups of students and teachers and managed to worm their way to the front of a class. This particular class was attentively listening as their teacher described the Blue Morpho butterfly resting on a nearby plant. As the narrative continued, the unfortunate insect decided to go once more into flight - directly into the airspace of a certain little Noah. Before I could react, and to the shock and horror of all the students and teachers watching, Noah proceeded with his best Karate Kid imitation to catch and squish the butterfly in his fist. Embarrassingly, it only got worse as I had significant difficulty wrenching open his clenched, dimpled fingers.
RIP
After nap time, we took a short trip to the library. We have wonderful libraries in our area and they are apparently a huge hit with the retired community as well who were filling the atrium's sitting/reading area. En route to the checkout desk, we had to pass by the comfortable reading chairs- or as Calvin calls them "thinking chairs" (they really do resemble the Blue's Clues chair).
I must quickly interject that I have never seen Calvin do anything like what happened next, and I'm pretty sure I can't even blame this one on RB...As Calvin passed by an empty "thinking chair" he pressed his face against the arm, and, maintaining contact, continued walking... effectively wiping his nose against the entire length of the nice piece of furniture. The little old lady sitting in the next chair watched with disgust as I, for the second time today, grabbed my boys and quickly left the area.
7 comments:
Isn't it fun being the mom of little boys! Don't worry, you'll get them back when they are the dating age! And they will have given you the ammunition, with all these funny stories you can share with their dates!
Oh Carolee, your stories are fabulous! I honestly don't know what I'll do if I have boys as energetic and adorable as yours! I just don't know how you keep up with them, as for me, I think i'd probably just throw my hands up in the air and sit down and cry... I love 'em! thanks for sharing... and for letting me stalk your blog!!!
Jessika
Boys will be boys. I remember the last time I went to our library story time. I was pregnant with Nate, and Gabe and Jake took off running up and down the aisles, playing with the blinds, and Jake walked up and started playing with the reader's flannel board. She was not amused. And I could just hear all the other moms thinking "And she's having another?!"
I'm totally laughing and relating. We don't do the library thing much anymore unless it's just me and ONE of the boys!
Oh the life of a mom with little boys, hate to tell you it only gets worse. Glad you recorded these stories, you will laugh so hard in a couple of years trust me.
Lol. Carolee, reading this post made me laugh so hard I had to re-read it aloud to Scott. I cannot believe Noah killed that butterfly! I seriously don't know what I would have done if I were you. That is just too crazy.
Those stories were too funny. The butterfly incident just about kills me. And Calvin with the whole wiping his nose situation, come on Care, didn't you know...an arm's an arm regardless if it's on your body or on a chair :) Too funny!
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