Yesterday, was a productive day. I was in a great mood when I picked up Noah and Adam from afterschool care. I invited someone to the church and they said they would come. Woohoo!

On our way home, the boys were telling me about their day and what was going on. I was listening intently, and then all of a sudden this horrible odor sucked all the good air out of the car. Noah had sprayed Axe Body Spray and I was gasping to breathe.

I don’t know if you have ever smelled the stuff, but it envelopes everything it comes in contact with. My clothes wreaked of it and so did my car. The stuff should be outlawed!

Brutt and Polo were the aromas of choice for boys when I was in middle school. They would splash a little more on each time they went to their locker. I remember the smells well and they still make me nauseous.

I imagine middle schools all over the country are overrun with Axe wearers. My boys will have to find another choice! No Bom chicka wah wah at my house!

I don’t have a problem being openly honest when talking to people face to face, but when blogging I sometimes wonder how much to share. Who will read what I am writing? Will they understand the context?

Today, my three amazing boys went back to school. It was already planned that my 7th grader would ride the bus. I had it in my head I would drive the 3rd and 5th grader to school. The 5th grader wanted to ride the bus, so he did. I drove the 3rd grader to school. Next year, I may have to bribe my last child in elementary school to let me drive him to school on the first day.

My boys are growing up and I am having to deal with my changing role. To the mothers with little ones enjoy the time you have with them and cherish every stage. It does seem like you blink and they are taller than you are.