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Hello boys πŸ™ˆπŸ™‰πŸ™Š || Cheers to fun crazy life

While looking at the prompt "Hello boys", I am wondering here as I type whether is there a specific meaning for the phrase, because it is not the greetings kind of hello as in "Hello.. Comma.. Boys" meaning "Hello, boys..."

Anywho, let's just type out my thoughts since it is free writing inspired by @mariannewest and she wants us to have fun doing it, with no wrong or no right. Just fun time letting the thoughts go wild, free and easy.

Hello boys...

I can't help but to think of these three monkeys musketeers, three boys in the house. Precisely, two boys, one man. Lol but they love to mention that I am the precious girl in the house, one and only girl. So, there are my three awesome boys too.

I noticed myself one day stomping into the room and went "Hello boys" in a sarcastic unkind tone because they were supposed to sleep while I cleaned the kitchen's cabinets. It was 12am. And they got carried away talking about basketball and the oldest boy (yes, my husband) was showing them some YouTube videos of awesome basketball players stunts. Well..

Hello boys... Watcha doing?!!

I really love them. How can you not? when they are adorable and mischievous.

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They taught me that life is good despite getting 'failed' in exam. They taught me to laugh after fell down. They taught me all the silliness dance (but they will say they learn from me?). I don't know. Perhaps, we have rubbed unto one another all the fun mischievous actions.

Hello boys...

Why is your room always messy..

Yes, because they also taught me there is beauty is the mess. Haha. Sort of comforting myself that the house can still be joyful despite the messy corner full of toys and lego blocks here and there. They taught me to walk carefully not to step on lego. They taught me to find toys inside the sofa. They taught me bras can be Mickey mouse ears. Lol. They taught me creativity. To think out of the box.

I love going to arcade with them

Because I don't play but I enjoy watching them play.

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They taught me how to enjoy card games or battle games which I was quite noob at and am getting better in underwthe gist and concept.

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I enjoyed playing shooting games with them. I enjoyed playing soft toys with them at home too. I enjoy the boys' strength at the same time, the tenderness and softness of their hearts.

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I used to imagine myself raising up girls, with all those pinky dress and skirts and socks and hairbands and hairpins, those beautiful pretty stuff in the pink unicorn rainbow wardrobe, but God gave me two boys, to teach me to enjoy the cupboards and doors full of stickers here and there, noisy house because all three are playing drums.

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Hello boys.... That wasn't a sticker book!!!

But my husband was totally okay, said they are artistic. Lol. Gone is my vision of a perfect tidy home yet I have incoming beauty of imperfection.

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This is another 5-minute freewrite using daily prompt by @mariannewest. You can check her out. I love freewrite because anything goes, no right or wrong, but having fun writing your thoughts or story. If you want to know more about 5-minute freewrite, click here.. Join us as at the @freewritehouse

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