The Truth About Boys


My boys eat fish sticks or chicken nuggets at least four nights a week. They pick their noses and were born with the innate sense that farts are hilarious. The house is always cluttered, there are always crumbs in the seats of the car and sticky fingerprints on the windows. Sometimes they like to read books; most of the time books make good frisbees or weapons. Every toy in the house is missing at least one peice, making your brother cry is good entertainment and timeout is usually worth whatever you did to get there. Welcome to the Chretien house. Mothers have this constant voice in their head telling them that they could do better, their house could be cleaner, their waist smaller, and their kids more polite. I fall into this trap almost daily, and I am slowly learning that my success not measured by these standards. I may not be the perfect mom, but I know that my boys are happy. They know that they are loved, and they love each other. All day long they will fight over the same toy, the same book, the same spot on the couch. But, when evening comes, and they have sleepy eyes, jammied feet, and sweet smelling hair damp from bathtime, I know that we must be doing something right. This blog is dedicated to two sweet boys learning, playing, growing, and finding their place in the world, and to their mommy learning how to guide them.



Saturday, August 25, 2012

Aiden's first day of kindergarten.

I can't believe my first baby's first day of kindergarten is actually here!  It's a little bittersweet- but that's old news because I know every mom in the history of public school first days has felt what I'm feeling.  I'm sad that he's grown so fast, but I'm excited for him because I had such a good time in school and really enjoyed learning and I know he will, too.  I think Aiden got the love of learning from me.  He loves to ask questions, explore ideas, and teach Cole what he's learned in preschool, from me, or on T.V. ("Cole, did you know that Cheerios are good for your heart and Tide is the stain lifter?")  He definitely got his competitive spirit and outgoing personality from his daddy.  I know he will have a great time in sports and will hopefully keep the in-class antics to a minimum (I'm not holding my breath.)  As he begins his school career, my wish for him is that he will be open to learning new things, that he will be strong enough in his own character to always be himself and not try to be what anyone else thinks he should be, and that he will show compassion and tolerance for others.  Happy first day of school, little man, enjoy the journey that lies ahead!







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