I had always said if I have boys I want them to be all boy, you know outdoorsy, rough and tough, athletic, etc. However I also knew it would be difficult raising boys because although I want all boy I also want sweet, caring boy. I think this battle for the right balance will be ongoing for many years but this week I have captured the "all boy" side of things.
As I step on hot wheels, jump at the same purple stretchy snake laying in our bathroom and try my best to hook tractors up just right to wagons I can only laugh. If I don't laugh I may cry because sometimes I get frustrated and tired of these boy things. The other night I boldly declared to my husband, "how would you like it if everyday you had to dress dolls and try to braid hair just to be told mommy does it better". I thought it was a good comparison but he just told me to get over it and think of all the useful things I am learning. Ugh, no sympathy, fine I will continue to refine my track building skills, brush up on farm equipment terms, monitor wrestling matches and embrace sleepovers with boy cousins.
Super fox has joined us this week (Trex made the hat at story hour and won't take it off) so my new adventure is finding things for him to round up and scare away.
You know like letting the chickens out and letting the fox scare them back to the coup, or keeping my eye out for hawks so super fox can come to the rescue...just another week in boyville.