I decided to do a fun hub for my first one as Ralwus. I seem to have walked right into some drama upon joining again and they have been thus far resolved and we need some humor again on hubpages. So I hope you all enjoy the pictures I have brought to you for your enjoyment of future little walruses doing what they do best in the way of little boys who really prove that they need correction and the love from a Mother to guide them.

As a parent I too have witnessed some of these antics and recall myself as a wee one doing many of the same things we see here. Ah to be a kid again. Mother do you see the humor in these things and can you relate to them in any way? I’d enjoy your comments and wee tales of your own little walrus escapades and I believe others would too. So please I invite you to share with us your own experiences as a Mother of a boy or two. I know there are many of you out there who have a story or two so join me in the telling of why Boys need a Mother.

I will share just one of my own tales of when I was a lad. This is probably the worst thing that I ever attempted as a three year old. My grandmother told me the tale many years later.

I was jealous of my newborn sister who by the way was born at home back then, one day just days after her birth I sneaked into the bedroom as she was sleeping and took her out of the bed and walked out the door of the house. Mom was still recovering from the birth and my grandmother caught up with me just as I was approaching the creek by our house and asked me what I was doing with the baby.

“Why I’m throwing her away because I don’t like her.” I said in disgust. The creek bank was where all the garbage went to back then as we lived in the wilds of Ohio at the time.

Needless to say Grandma corrected me and my little sister survived my attempt at depositing her with the garbage in the creek. She had a tough time of it though in earning my love and respect for her and many a time I hit her in the head with stones. My legs took a pretty good switching I’ll tell you before I learned to leave her alone. I did learn to love her and we have shared many things good and bad together these many years.

So now it’s your turn to tell what your boy has done.