Raising four growing boys has its own unique challenges. The house is never short of things like body-noises, sports talk, strange smells, their buddies and other “boy” things. And poor Lea, with raising four boys, it makes everything in our home exactly opposite of what Lea is. Lea is quiet, and they are anything but quiet. Lea smells nice, and they smell like boys. Lea is neat and tidy, and the boys are a little on the messy side. She has manners at the table, and the boys don’t (they’re learning).
Trying to teach them to be gentlemen when they eat has been a challenge. Some of the phrases we regularly have to say at the table are, “Don’t eat with your hands;” “Don’t eat until we pray;” “Don’t talk with your mouth full;” and “You don’t say something is nasty that you don’t like, you just say you don’t care for it!” All part of raising boys.
We have always made eating supper together as a family a priority. Not long ago, we’d just sat down to a nice supper. Lea had the table set beautifully and we’d just had the prayer. Everyone was eating quietly when little Cooper belted out a ground-shaking belch! Everyone looked up rather surprised at what had just come out of that little guy’s body and to see what mom and dad were going to say about his slip. His momma looked over at him with a slight wrinkle on her forehead and said, “Excuse me Cooper, what are you supposed to say when you do that?” Cooper paused as if to think for a second and then replied with just a hint of excitement, “Wow, that was a good one, wasn’t it Mom!?”
Not exactly the answer Lea was looking for!