I am the mother of boys...

My mom summed life in our house up pretty well when visiting over the weekend when she walked into the room holding a 2 liter bottle with 2 pop cans taped to it: "You never know what you are going to find in this house!!!" (clearly it was a rocket ship).



This morning, just made me giggle. I see all kinds of disgusting or weird or inventive things on a daily basis and normally I'm pretty unfazed by it. I think on a scale of disgusting, this ranks fairly low. However, the thought of him searching around for something to stick in his book to mark his place, leading to this, makes me smile:


Nothing says mark my place in Diary of a Wimpy kid like a dirty sock. Sawyer is a national treasure.