12 Rules to Live By, According to Two Small Boys

Two Small Boys and Me

Recently, a small member of our family may or may not have swallowed a Lego and given us all a good scare and a trip to the emergency room. This event (whether or not it happened) may have inspired a lengthy conversation about ”good rules to live by.”

Legos are for building, not for eating” was tactfully left off of the final list to save no one in particular some embarrassment. The final determination, by two small boys, of the most important rules to live by was this:

1. When you go camping, always stay with the group.

2. If you find something and it looks lost, bring it to the Lost and Found. If it doesn’t look lost, keep it.

3. People are more important than things.

4. Leggings are not pants.

5. If you see something awesome at the store, freak out and tell Mommy you want it for Christmas.

6. If you are nice to Mommy, Mommy will be nice to you.

7. Always ask first if you want to pet someone’s dog.

8. When you pee in the potty, you get a sticker, except if you’re a grown up.

9. Use your words and don’t hit your friends. Don’t even hit people that aren’t your friends.

10. Fifty is a good number of presents to ask Santa for. Maybe fifty-five or a few more, but definitely not much more than that.

11. You get what you get and you don’t get upset, and:

12. Never put chicken nuggets in your eye.

What practical life lessons have your family learned the hard way? What are your children’s “rules to live by?”

About Peryl Manning

Peryl Manning is somewhat (and pleasantly) surprised to find herself the mother of two almost freakishly dimpled little boys. She isn’t sure she should be the one in charge though; at thirty-something she still manages to somehow end up sitting in her own gum, and last week she found her credit card in the fridge with the leftover pizza. She loves mellow moms and Ayelet Waldman; she hates judgy moms and truffle oil. She juggles kids, contributing to the Seattle Post Intelligencer, Momtastic and Mamazina Magazines, and other parenting publications, with whatever grace she can summon.

Comments

  1. Ms. A says:

    We’ve had some strange things swallowed and shoved up the nose. Kids!

  2. I don’t even want to know if you found the Lego in question. I used to make a call to Poison Control about every 8 months when my boys were little due to ingesting things that were not meant to be ingested (or ingested in such quantities, like when my son chugged a bottle of cough syrup–he grabbed a nearly empty bottle while I was on the phone. He lived!)

    I don’t know about their rules to live by, but I can tell a great story about the thing my younger boy shoved up his nose.

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  3. Hellraisin says:

    “Super 100″ is the best that anything can be or ever will be, as in: good, better, best, Super 100 best. I’d use it in my posts, but it really takes a toll on the ol’ word count.

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  4. Hellraisin says:

    By the way, those boys are Super 100 adorable!

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  5. Omahamama says:

    I had a similar list awhile back only it was entitled “A List of Don’ts” and includes items such as:
    *don’t eat pennies (or any coins for that matter)
    *don’t lick the cat
    *don’t tell strangers they “are fat”

    Being a mother has completely revised my concept of what common sense is.

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