Rudy had his first friend over today. That’s pretty much all I can say.
I don’t get how wrestling is fun. And, I’m also confused by the constant announcement of farts. Passing gas is supposed to be a secret. Or, if you ask my husband he will tell you that woman don’t even poop. Denial.
The biggest thing that confuses me is how boys can just “move on” from a disagreement. They become best friends again directly after an all out brawl. I’m amazed by this ability boys have. There was no, “oh, no…youuuu….didn’t?!” or “I’m not talking to you” or “I’m not your friend anymore!”
Boys, they just “punch it out” and become ok, again. I certainly don’t get it! I almost feel like telling my boys sometimes, “that they need to really evaluate how that friend just treated you…or, maybe you should spend some time away from that friend..?…. maybe you should tell that friend how they made you feel….?”
Then I realize that I would be alienating my sons from having any friends EVER in their life! Boys, they got the “forgive & forget” thing down. Momma needs to just butt out. Ugggg, I just feel like we need to talk about this…..
I remember going to Kent’s house when we were just dating and I was hit in the face by testosterone! My husband has 3 brothers (and 1 sister) and when I was over there for one of the first times they all got in this huge wresting match in the living room. I didn’t realize this was “fun” I wanted to take cover behind the couch with the phone clutched in my hand and call a friend to come and rescue me. But, then I realized my best friend and weren’t talking so I would just have to resort to 911.
The thing that left me in awe was Kent’s mother. She just kept doing her house work. This tangled ball of boys hitting, choke holding, pinning and doing this thing called “full nelson’s” didn’t even phase her. I remember even seeing her step over the sweaty boys to get to the bathroom to put freshly folded towels away. I thought she must have been blind. But no, she is not blind, she is a mother of boys. She gets it.
Oh, and Kent’s father Ken, he just sat on the couch with the tv clicker in his hand turning up the volume because he couldn’t hear the tv over all the grunting. Then every once in awhile his father would mutter his now famous words, “it’s all fun until someone gets hurt.” Classic. Then once the WWF showdown was over, they would all sit together at the table all red faced and sweaty passing each other mashed potatoes. I would just sit there in silence, scared and so confused. I felt like I just wanted to tell Kent, “don’t give your brothers any potatoes, remember he just punched you!”
Ok, on to the cookies! And what cookie is more appropriate then Monster cookies for boys?!
My little monsters today…Rudy and Caleb. I tried my hardest to get them to smile sweetly, I even tried to threaten to take the candy away but, they started to cry and yell. I didn’t think tears would look like they had a good time. So, I settled for this…ugh, boys.
2 sticks (1/2 Pound) Butter (salted) Softened
1/2 cup White Sugar
1-1/2 cup Brown Sugar, Packed
2 whole Large Eggs
1 Tablespoon Vanilla Extract
1-1/2 cup All-purpose Flour
1/2 teaspoon Baking Soda
1 teaspoon Baking Powder
2 teaspoons Salt
1-1/2 cup Oats (either Quick Or Regular)
1 cup mini Reese’s Cups
1/2 cup M & M’s
3/4 cups Chocolate Chips
1/2 cup White Chocolate Chips
1/4 cup Sprinkles
Preheat oven to 350 degrees.
Cream butter with sugars until fluffy. Add eggs one at a time, beating well after each addition. Add vanilla and beat.
Combine flour, baking soda, baking powder, and salt. Add to mixing bowl and mix till combined. After that, add in remaining ingredients in whatever quantity you prefer. Add more if you’d like, or more M & M’s, more Reese’s Cup, white or chocolate chips.
Bake until golden brown, then allow to cool on a rack.
Recipe adapted from Pioneer Woman, but tweaked a lot to my Super Hero’s liking!