Although unlikely, it is possible that some readers may misinterpret my ramblings on this blog as a collection of complaints against boys. This is not the case. I like boys, and find them more entertaining than most of the entertainment options available in my town.
It is also possible that some may assume I have unruly, misbehaved, rude, smelly, destructive and dangerous boys. This is correct. Some of the time. For the most part, the antics described on this blog are highlights of the most illustrious accomplishments of boys I know, including my own. My writings also include large amounts of exaggeration, at times bordering on satire. If my boys acted like this all the time, there is absolutely zero chance I would retain enough sanity to write the first paragraph about them. If your boys act like this all the time, you had better leave this page immediately, and go find them. Something may be on fire.
Our family is striving to raise honest, kind, respectful boys that will grow to be men of strong character. Much of the time, we feel pretty good about things. The rest of the time, we are gathering material for this website.