You Know You Have Boys When...

...your three-year-old comes in from outside and says, "Worms in my hood."

You walk over, briefly peruse said hood and reassure him: "Honey, there's no worms in your hood."

But having been a Mom of boys for many years, a niggling feeling causes you to look again.

Still, no worms.

A glance, though, at your six-year-old, who was also outside, convinces you to dig more deeply. And sure enough: there, in the crease of the hood, are three, live, wriggly worms.