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I’m a Mom of two boys. I don’t know what it’s like to have a girl, but from what I hear, it’s not easy. While all of us boy Moms only have to worry about rocks in the dryer, peeing outside in public, and lizard catching, you have to deal with shoe shopping, diva days, and combing tangles. I don’t envy you now, but need you to know that it hasn’t always been easy living with these boys.
Over the years, I have heard many stories from my friends who have little girls. It seems that while I was pulling my boys off of the dining room table (they were big climbers), your little girl was reading quietly in her room.
While I was searching for child safe locks for every.single.thing in my house and pulling my kids out of the refrigerator (their favorite hiding place), you were enjoying the peace and quiet of tea parties and coloring marathons.
Oh, and the pets. The poor pets. Both my boys rode our dogs like they were horses. Jack brushed their teeth-with his toothbrush. Michael made them wear necklaces. And they both thought it was their job to put all of the dog food into the water bowl – making a slimy mess for Mom to clean. I *know* you other Moms of boys know what I’m talking about. And my friends? They reported that besides one or two cases of Fluffy wearing a tiara, their little princesses left their pets alone.
My boys are much calmer now, and from what my friends tell me, their girls are a bundle of tween drama. The hair, the makeup, the phone drama! Over here we are dealing with the usual boy stuff. Messy rooms, nasty toilets (that are now being cleaned by them every day), and the consumption of almost a gallon of milk a day. No biggie.
Just this morning when I took the boys for a run (they rode their bikes), they went ahead of me a little, got off their bikes, and were poking around off the trail. When I asked what they saw they calmly replied “a mama bobcat and her cubs!” I truly believe that they only thing that kept me
from snatching my boys up and running home while screaming sane is the fact that I have boys. Nothing scares me anymore.
I laugh in the face of mama bobcats.