Momma McQueen

One of the Christmas gifts that Jacob received from us was a "Wresting Ring" from Mater's Tales (spinoff from the movie Cars).  Now, I'm told it's really a "Wrastlin' Ring."  In the Ring, the few Monster Trucks do what they do best:  "wrastle."  One of the Monster Trucks is Lightning McQueen with his big tires and wrestling outfit, etc.  His name is "Frightening McMean."

Making farting noises

Since I am living in a Frat House, I understand there are certain things I have to come to terms with.  Others...I refuse to cave in.  Washing his hands after using the bathroom is something I'm struggling to teach my four-year old.  Laughing after farting is a habit I'm trying to break of my one-year old.  In other instances, if you can't beat them...join them.  Thanks to my two big brothers, I have learned to burp like nobody's business.  So, when the Burping Contests begin, there will be no contest...I will win hands down. (Mom, do I make you proud?) 

And now, enter Stage Left, my new attempt to combat them in Ranks of Wrastlers...

MOMMA MCQUEEN

She is a version of the "Frightening McMean" Monster truck...with some fuchsia fingernail polish and bright blue glitter glue.  The perfume that I sprayed on her didn't quite stick.  She did enter the Wrastling Ring a few times...won some and lost some.  I do have to rethink her strategy, as my Coach tells me she is too light.  (If only that could transfer to real life!) So, now whenever the boys are being boys and it's time for me to join them, I simply make the announcement:

 "Momma McQueen is ready to rumble and all of you boys are going down!"