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, October 13, 2012

A sweet fall treat.

Fall is definitely my favorite season in the Midwest.  The weather is perfection and there are so many fun, harvesty activities to see and do!  I decided one day to take the boys to a local apple farm to pick some apples and see what other treats we could find.  Unfortunately, they didn't have any apple picking tours that day, so we settled for shopping out of the huge barrels of fresh apples that they had in their barn.  The boys each chose a couple of huge, green apples, and we headed home to make a sweet treat!  I sliced the apples to make things a little bit easier, dunked them in warm caramel, and let the boys take over to cover them with whatever toppings they desired.  They had a great time, got super messy and sticky, and we had a delicious snack!
















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