Dude Mom Life is not just about battle cries and jump kicks. It’s not all roughhousing and sword play…
Okay, I lie.
According to them , it pretty much is just about that stuff, but I’m actively trying to make it about more.
If left to their own devices these Dudes would roll out of bed sometime after 8am, pee, eat some Fruit Loops out of the bag, play the Wii, fight, play soccer followed by wiffle ball in the yard, fight, play the DS, eat French fries covered in mustard, fight, build something out of Legos, pretend fight, for real fight, sword fight, play ninjas, eat something sticky, fight, refuse dinner, and watch TV (while fighting) until the fall asleep on the couch scantily clad in their boxer shorts and a sock.
That’s just how they roll.
I’d like to add a little more substance to their lives, me being their mother and all.
Many days I have to actively resist the urge to dead leg one of my children just to get them to stop singing “Ole! Ole! Ole! Ole!” while free running through my house.
That’s no way to live. Not if you intend to keep your sanity or your hair past the age of 40.
Besides, I sorta have to give them “more” because being a Dude Mom is also a big responsibility.
I am tasked with growing up three male humans that will be moral, capable, contributing members of society who are also good partners to the women I choose for them they select to marry (should they desire to marry a woman at all).
I mean, for the sake of getting myself a granddaughter sustaining the human race, it’s my responsibility to raise them to be desirable husbands too, right?!
You with daughters will thank me for this one day …
And, yep.
My sweet Whirlpool Duets really are easy as ABC enough for a 3 year old to use.
Probably he can’t figure out how to set the custom cycles or how to prevent your adorable silk scarf from shrinking up like a pocket square (um, yeah, so maybe silk stuff can’t really even go into the washing machine?), but some days neither can I.
Doesn’t take away from the fact that the clothes come out all clean and fresh smelling without much specialized intervention from me. Sure, I could set up custom cycles for delicate items, or program the machine to sense the clothing and dispense just the right amount of detergent to handle the mess, but it’s not required.
And some days I don’t bother. I like that the machines can do all that fancy stuff if I want them to, but I also like that I can just run them on the “normal” cycle and energy will still be saved, water will still be rationed, and clothes will still come out clean.
Easy=Awesome in my book.
Now, off to teach #2 how to hang up my blouses and use those special slacks hangars to hang my pants so I NEVER have to iron again.
I’m telling you people, hardcore parenting does pay off in the form of child laborers to do you bidding!
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**pBd Admits It’s Free: I wrote this review while participating in a test-drive campaign by Mom Central Consulting on behalf of Whirlpool and received a complimentary Whirlpool Duet washer and dryer to facilitate my review.
Your boys’ usual day sounds hilarious, although I’m sure it’s not so hilarious to you on some days. :) Our nephews are the same way. It’s a scary glimpse into my future unless I get a girl baby next. Love that you make the boys do chores. My son is definitely going to learn how to wield a toilet brush!
Ah, testosterone. I get a good dose of this any time my nephews are over. Thanksgiving prime example… nintendo {though we rock it old school with the original NES} ALL DAY LONG, with some wrestling woven in for a good mix. :D Gotta love the boys!
As the mom of a (gulp) 25 year old son and two girls 12 & 14, I have to say at least so far, the girls are alot easier. That said though, I love that boy!
I need to start training mine! He’s only 2 but he can at least put the clothes in the dryer. Especially I’d I had one of those washers…..
Well I am impressed! Neither of mine shows interest.. I need to make an effort to MAKE them do it! And, I LOVE the victory dance at the end!
OMG! My three year old is laundry obsessed too! He loves to come help me when I’m doing laundry. I’m positive by the time he’s five he will be doing it without my help. I think that is pretty much the greatest thing ever.
Now the girl? She won’t know how to wash her husband’s clothes, but I figure you can’t win them all.
That was too adorable. I love the dance at the end, lol. Yes child laborers are good. Soon we can just sit back and just sip coffee and supervise.
Your boys’ days sound like my boys’.
I am very jealous of your washer. My boys are so freaking messy.
Thank you thank you THANK YOU!!! I married a guy who was raised by a martyr who did everything for all 6 of her children. All 6 have various issues, none of them are as independent as they should/could be — 3 of them still don’t know how to do the laundry. Seriously!! Mine *did* learn how to do the laundry, he just… doesn’t… unless prompted. So thank you for raising your boys to be good, helpful members of society! You = awesome!
And some day, they will know how to do it themselves, and you won’t have to deal with wondering what that stain is on their socks. Of course, the day they learn to do all that, from gathering, to washing, to drying, to folding, to putting away….they’ll leave to go to college.
Love it! My husband is fabulous at laundry and especially ironing. His mom often tells me that she made sure her sons learned how to do stuff like that!
That’s is for real the best thing a Dude Mom can do. Hope some day my little girls can meet your dudes like yours that have been raised right!!
And I am drooling over that washer and dryer….all that energy saving and stuff.
I came home Friday to the 2 yo raking leaves. CHILD LABOR BUILDS CHARACTER!
And that dance at the end of the video like I did it, I did it!…priceless.
Every time you post about your washer and dryer, I get a little more jealous.
I love all the “fight”‘s in your post. that’s pretty much how it is in our house too, but maybe more fighting.
See, I am new to dudes. Mine has been greeting his friends with a fist to the throat, and a kid whose about twice his weight and 6 inches taller has been complaining that he’s hurting him. Maybe we need to get him a brother.
Since I have been cleaning the home of a single man whose mom signs my check, I have been making sure the small guy is properly trained.
Guess I need to get my 3 and 5 year old on laundry duty..they will hang stuff up, but no running the machine! of course, they can’t reach the knobs on top, either.