The Wiggles

When Andrew and Brendan were toddlers, their favorite video to watch was "The Wiggles." They would sing and dance to the motions that the five goofy grown up men displayed. I found it endearing to watch. Little did I know that the concept of "wiggling" would never be far from their personalities.

Little boys wiggle. And squirm. And fidget. And jump, roll, kick, push, and WIGGLE!

I have a difficult time understanding this "ants in the pants" activity. Yet, no matter where we go, wiggling ensues.

Today in church, Brendan couldn't sit still. About 30 minutes into the service, he walks over to me and just stands next to me. He was restless. Andrew and Brendan began playing Tic-Tac-Toe (always one of my youthful favorite church activities), and ultimately- like everything else- it turned into a fight during communion. So, I ordered him to sit next to me. He goes to his chair, sits on his knees, and rubs his head back and forth on the table. Really, B? You can't just sit-- Nope!

Yesterday we went to Culver's for a lunch time treat compliments of awesome gift cards from Grandma Doucette. How much wiggling could boys do when they are eating? Well, we quickly found out. Evan continuously put his head on the bench and mimicked a "downward dog" yoga position between bites of his corndog. Andrew was doing fake karate moves while singing during his dessert treat. Brendan just literally moves as if he were carrying a bomb that would explode if he stopped. It was laughable! We need an oversized booth just to account for their motions.

Funniest yet is their movement during our long drives to and from Ohio and New York. Now, I can understand the need to expend energy as we stop at rest stops. We are all restless. But the boys are nearly combusting with their stored up energy. They race as fast as Bolt from the Olympics to get in to the restroom. Then, as we stand in line for food or drinks, they are pushing each other, laughing, joking-- all without care for anyone in their way. I often scold them, "Boys- stop moving. Boys-- go stand over by the wall so that you don't hurt anyone. Boys- pay attention. Boys! Boys!"

Boys are mysteries that I continue to unlock every day. The wiggles are something that I can't relate to. There is nothing more that I desire to do than just relax on the couch with nothing to do; however, that is a rare moment of bliss. My wiggles will sit for a moment, but then they are off and running. Wiggling. Having fun.