I'm not built for boys - part two

I was complaining a little about my monsters of meyhem yesterday.  The boys were causing me a great deal of grief, not to mention inflicting a lot of damage on each other.  Some physical, some mental...mine was entirely mental.

Earlier today, I was having another mom-on-the-edge moment and thought - yes, this I must blog about.  I would continue my rant about how crazy they make me.  I was particularly aggravated by the volume level today and had a great post planned about how they can't seem to lower their voices, no matter what they're doing.  It drives me batty.  

But before I had a chance to blog this evening, I gave them their bath.  In the background, I could hear Suvi in the other shower singing away beautifully (making up hilarious lyrics to High School Musical songs).  After seeing the boys in action in the tub, there was just no way I could write another cranky post about these two.  At least not today. Here's why:

Look Max, I can make water run over the edge of the tub like Mom hates!

I'm pinching your bum!  I'm pinching your bum!

Uh, who was that?  Was Mom watching?  Quick, hide!

See Mommy, I can make waterfalls! 

Head, foot, head...wait, whose foot is that exactly?! 

Yep, these two are brothers.  It's good that they're smiling most of the time.  That makes all the other stuff seem irrelevant.  Sort of.  ;)

Oh, yeah.  Did I mention I saw her this past weekend?  She was suh-weet.  Sigh...nothing like the Queen of Soul.

PS: Thanks a bunch to all you fantastic mommies (and others) who commented and/or emailed on my last post and offered your sympathies to this frazzled mom.  That is one of the best parts of blogging.