The joys of sons...

Two quick humorous stories to share.
Late morning Friday I called Matt at work. When he answered I simply said, "just thought I'd share why you should be glad to be at work today" and then I just held out the phone for him to hear the commotion. Both boys were screaming and crying and yelling as they rolled on top of each other fighting over one remote to drive a GeoTrax train (mind you we have 3 remote controlled trains). They both had their hands fighting over the remote as they literally rolled and crawled over each other. Matt's first question was why I hadn't stepped in to stop it and I simply laughed. (I think laughing was a better alternative than screaming myself and loosing my mind). First of all it was the first time they had really been in an all-out war and I figured that at some point they are going to have to learn to negotiate and get along so might as well start now. Mind you, when the first punch was thrown (by Connor), I stepped in and broke them up. Then they just layed on the floor on either side of the room and continued to cry in exhaustion. Needless to say, they took good naps later. I have to say that when I picture them on the floor in my mind, I still have to chuckle. I've never seen my boys fight like that before and the few people that have heard the story can barely believe it.
Second story.... Today we went to the Red Wings game after church (which was ultimately rained out just moments after I spent $14 on 4 hotdogs, 1 fries and 1 soda!!!! UGH). Anyway, we made a very quick stop at home to change our church clothes and since Connor had fallen asleep in the car, we left him there while we ran inside to change and grab a jacket. When we got to the stadium parking lot, Connor woke up and I proceeded to get him changed in the back of the van. Knowing Lucas would be distracted and busy watching the game, I asked him if he would rather put a pull-up on than his underware to avoid a potential messy accident. He replied, "no, I no have underware on." I tried several times to convince him that yes in fact he was wearing his underware and did not have a pull-up on already. Finally it dawned on me. "Lucas, when momma asked you to take your sandles and shorts off and put your jeans on, did you take your underware off too?" YEP! My boy was going commando! I guess I should have been more specific as to exactly what to leave ON as well as what to take off. That'll teach me!