The kids are climbing the walls!
I have heard that old phrase my whole life. I always figured that it was just a metaphor for kids who were acting wild. I suppose that sometimes it is. But now I know....without a shadow of a doubt...that the person who coined that phrase was a Mom. And I am pretty darn certain that it was a Mom of boys.
Last night at bedtime, I was making my round to each of the boys bedrooms. You know, the Goodnight, have sweet dreams.... round. I came out of Carter's bedroom, ready to give Sawyer his nightly tuck-in, and I found him....not in bed.....but like this:
I never even knew it was physically possible to climb walls. This is among the bazillion things that I have learned about boys. I actually think the movie Spiderman was based off a regular little boy. Not a boy bit by a radioactive spider. I think a regular Mom said, "Hey, writer dude....I've got a movie idea for ya! My boys climb the walls, just like a dadgum spider!" Regular boys can do all the same things Spiderman does...
Jump off things
(They were jumping onto the pile of laundry. That is a sure sign that your laundry pile has gotten out of control.)
Ok, maybe not webbing, but definitely climbing walls and jumping off things.
Sometimes, I feel frustrated just like that Mom that must have coined the phrase..."The kids are climbing the walls!". But most of the time, I just smile at my silly Spiderboys.