Trying to keep my sanity in a house full of manly ball-scratching, burping, farting, and raised toilet seats.
Trying to keep my sanity in a house full of manly ball-scratching, burping, farting, and raised toilet seats. 
One of the privileges of being a parent is having the opportunity to answer all kinds of questions…even the embarrassing ones. Ok, so maybe it’s not that much of a privilege, but rather a duty that we must bear and grin our way through. Fortunately for us, if we don’t know the answer to the question, all we have to do is call on our very good friend GOOGLE! And lately, with the... 
So my boys are real Rock n’ Roll afficionados. But, my older son, is a die hard head-banger. In my son’s humble opinion rock music is the only music that is of value and that most rap music, now-a-days, has no artistic value or worth, therefore is a waste of time and audio space. He’s been playing rock since he was 11 after teaching himself how to play the guitar. Shortly thereafter,... 
Re-turd 1 text messages Re-turd 2 with his home address.
Re-turd 2 “copies” the address and punches it into his dad’s gps.
GPS tells dad where to go.
Dad follows directions on GPS like a good dad should do.
20 minutes later dad arrives at the final destination.
“Tell him to come outside,” dad says to re-turd... 
Dick Sauce.
I'm sure you'll never look at sauce in a jar the same!
This is the kind of crap I’m privy to as the mother of two adolescent males and as the wife of an infantry combat vet. The invention of Dick Sauce. Is there anyone out there that can relate to my misery?
But let me start from the beginning.
The scenario: We are in my car. My hubby is driving, my 14 year old is in the back... 
My journey into motherhood began when I was 17 years old. Today, I am the mother of two teen boys, 15 and 13, and I am one of the only moms "blogging" about raising teen boys. On this blog, which I like to call a "blogory", I share my candid, poignant, sometimes humorous, but always real, short stories about my stumbles through parenthood as a young mother raising two teen boys while coping with living in a house full of testosterone. My parenting philosophy revolves around honest, no holds barred communication, where no topic is off limits, mixed with an enormous sense of humor. Peace Out! -Natasha Olivera
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