Most of the families I have met in the past couple of years have a girl and a boy or all girls. So, I’ve always thought my boys were more hyper than most kids. I mean, when I take them to another family’s home for a play date, I am always a bit nervous about how crazy they are going to be. I tell my husband, “They are like little bear cubs; constantly rolling around, throwing each other down and being generally crazy.” Today, I finally met another family with two boys the same age as Jacob and Christopher. And guess what! Those boys are just as crazy as mine!

She was walking with her boys and her dog down our street and my boys and I were playing in the yard. Her boys ran over to us and just started running around our yard like they had just done a shot of Redbull. Jacob and Christopher joined right in on the fun. While we mom’s introduced ourselves and attempted a conversation, Christopher and one of her boys started chasing each other, picking up mud and throwing it. Jacob and the other boy watched calmly for about 2 seconds and then joined in. Within seconds, all four boys were running around, screaming and laughing and throwing mud at everyone; me and the other mom trying (in vain) to get them to play nicely and calmly so we could talk for two minutes. We got as far as introductions but that was it.

As we both tried corralling our boys, we finally decided after about five minutes to try another day when it wasn’t quite so late. In all fairness to those four boys, it was close to dinner time. The closer to bed time it gets, the crazier my boys get. As she walked away, I was so happy. Not to see her leave but, that I finally met another mom that had that look of exhaustion on her face as she watched her boys run crazily around a strangers yard like monkey’s at the zoo.