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Do you know how many times a day I say “stop touching your _____”?

I'm probably going to get some not-so-normal readers from this title, but this is what my post is all about today... I have 3 boys, so a lot of good blog fodder can come from my little people. Nothing is bland and boring in our house. There is plenty to share. I probably say "stop …

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I’m probably going to get some not-so-normal readers from this title, but this is what my post is all about today…

I have 3 boys, so a lot of good blog fodder can come from my little people. Nothing is bland and boring in our house. There is plenty to share.

I probably say “stop touching your doodle” more than anything else. If I had a dollar for every time I said it, I’d be rich and I wouldn’t be blogging 😉 I’d be on a yacht somewhere…

Oh where we we…

They cannot stop. Seriously. They can’t! It drives me mental. I’m either saying it, or grabbing their hand and moving it away from that area. They cannot watch tv with their hands by their side. I’m sure they sleep with their hands on it.

The little people in this house are obsessed with their bits.

I’m forever saying: stop touching, wash your hands, did you wash it, did you wipe it, who did this on the floor…

It doesn’t stop even when they are adults hey?

What IS the fascination? I don’t get it!

Somehow I was blessed with 3 little ‘hands-on’ boys. Don’t they say you’re given what you can handle?

Far out brussle sprout, I’m not sure I can handle this for the next 15 years until they move out…

Don’t tell me – I know it only gets worse. 😉

Have a great day! X

 

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Katrina

Katrina

Full-time day job as interior designer for sustainable construction company Passionate about creating beautiful, functional spaces tailored to clients' needs and styles.

Comments

  1. Dianne

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    April 20, 2012

    Last weeks conversation with my 4 yr old:-
    Son ” mummy am I playing with my plonker”
    Me “more than likely son”
    Son “nope, I’m just scratching it”

  2. Bronwyn @ StopThatOwl!

    Reply
    April 20, 2012

    I have a girl who is almost as bad (I’ve always said she was meant to be born a boy LOL).

  3. Jayne

    Reply
    April 20, 2012

    I have 2 boys. 4 hands. Their little dicky birds never stood a chance. I ask myself the same question, why? then I look at my husband on the lounge with his hand down the front of his pants?! I love the craziness that comes with a house filled with beautiful boys, but I wouldn’t mind a toilet floor free of piddle! Feel like I’m raising puppies some days!

  4. Rozalicious

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    April 22, 2012

    2 girls and 2 boys here. Baby girl doesn’t use the toilet yet. I can wait. Cleaning wee off the floor everyday from 2 boys and 1 husband is the norm now. I am so TIRED of cleaning toilets!!! Roz

  5. deb

    Reply
    April 22, 2012

    I swear my eldest was unable to read any form of written material for the first 10 years of his life without this hands on approach.

  6. Amanda - purely4kids

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    April 22, 2012

    LOL – as mum to 3 boys as well I sooooo hear you. They are absolutely obsessed. I take it one step further and tell them if they don’t leave it alone – hee hee – of course they don’t believe me and just look at me with that “yeah, right mum” look on their face.

  7. Belinda

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    April 23, 2012

    You can’t imagine how relieved I am to read this, lol. I was starting to think there was something wrong in our house.
    I only have one son. I am sure if I had three I would too would be saying it ALL day.

  8. Rachael

    Reply
    April 23, 2012

    hilarious! lol

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