At some point in his early life, there is a strong likelihood that his mother put a bow in his hair…. you know, just to see what he would look like if he were a girl. He probably ripped it out, shook his head wildly, and that mom laughed and thought to herself, “He makes a cute girl, but I wouldn’t have it any other way.”
A dollhouse is just as exciting to a boy as it is to a girl…. and so is a Barbie, but reasons regarding the intrigue for the latter are questionable…..
The obsession with their “thing-a-ling” starts at a very young age.
Comparing sizes of their “thing-a-ling” starts at a very young age.
Basically they think their “thing-a-lings” are awesome from birth on. My 20 month old still wears a onsie at all times for a reason….and the reason has nothing to do with warmth.
And now moving to another region of their body: the head…. (the head that sits on their neck, that is). This is the body part they lead with. Boys are literally head first into everything. It’s as if hands and arms are only secondarily important when breaking their fall(s).
They fart even more than we think they do….. and no bodily function is complete until the official announcement that it, indeed, occurred. As if we didn’t notice……
They are rarely cold.
The less clothing they are wearing, the better.
Not all boys are messy, disgusting, booger encrusted slobs… just most of them. Especially mine.
When they find a pair of socks they like, they will covet them like a girl does her favorite pair of jeans. Washing = unnecessary and, quite frankly, an annoyance.
…and they care about how they look….. just ask the mirror.
They eat granola bars like tic tacs.
They are scared of going upstairs alone.
Even the sweetest and gentlest of them can turn any object into a weapon.
Wrestling is in their blood and is a necessary part of every day. Make that every hour.
Prior to having boys I always thought that if I ever had one, he would dress like this – straight out of the Crew Cuts catalog. I have never been more wrong about anything in my life. Comfort trumps all; “cool” comes in second. If I never see these pants ever again in my life, I would be okay with that. My sons would have heart palpitations.
Boys will stop almost anything they are doing, even legos, for a cuddle and a back tickle……and some things never change.
At some point in their life, they loved playing with their mother’s hair.
They are more sensitive, self-conscious and in need of nurturing than we think.
Nothing, not even Nerf guns, makes their face light up as much as it does when their dad walks in the room.
Before anyone else, at one point, they loved their mom the most…
….And once a mother has a son, game over ladies, he will always be hers…. she’ll even take the boogers.
Judy WerenslyJanuary 21, 2015 at 9:05 pm
I raised 2 sons and you are spot on…..I agree with everything you said. I’m proud to say they have both become fine young men and I am so very proud of both of them. My younger son and I worked for our town’s board of education for a time (the same school district my son attended school in) and the nicest thing anyone ever said to me was that he had become a wonderful young man!!!
Sisters to SonsJanuary 21, 2015 at 10:16 pm
Thank you Judy! I can only hope that someday someone will tell me the same!
MarciJanuary 22, 2015 at 3:47 pm
I love the one about him not wanting to go upstairs by himself. My son ALWAYS wants me to hold his hand and accompany him to another floor. Always. Especially when I’m in the middle of cooking dinner. But I wouldn’t trade it for the world.
HilaryJanuary 22, 2015 at 4:46 pm
As a mom of 3 girls, I adored this! Mine won’t go upstairs by themselves either…and I swear it’s because they are addicted to watching Scooby Doo, but they won’t admit it because they love the show so much. And it’s so funny about the socks…that’s how my eldest is with shirts. She clings to one kind and will wear it out of the laundry bin without it being washed. But then she can’t leave the house. I might have to do a companion piece to this!
Kim Cargile (Life at 523)January 26, 2015 at 1:06 pm
Oh my goodness, this is so cute. I am just thinking about my sweet little angel right now and how he’s probably farting on his dad at this very moment. LOL I will never understand his obsession with bodily noises. But I know this for sure…..he will drop anything and everyone if I tell him I will scratch his back. Come to think of it….my hubby would do the same. LOL
Have a great week!!
KatieJanuary 26, 2015 at 8:41 pm
I love love love this…and was cracking up along the way. The thing-a-ling obsession is in full force over here with a 3 yr old and 5 yr old….so is the farting!!!! Constant granola bar eating, fighting and wrestling but I wouldn’t have it any other way. Can’t wait for boy #3 to get here so he can jump on the crazy train!
Kenzie SmithJanuary 30, 2015 at 10:35 am
I chuckled throughout this entire post because it is so spot on! I remember the day I put a bow in my son’s hair just to see what it would have been like. Then I quickly snapped a picture and sent it to his dad 😉 I am definitely very glad I had a little boy — even with all of the dirt, farts, and boogers that come with them.
AmberFebruary 1, 2015 at 10:30 pm
This is such a sweet post, and so true. My boys aren’t little guys any more, but they will always be my babies! Thank you for joining us in the Best of the Blogosphere. Hope to see you back again next week! 🙂
Cupcake mummaFebruary 2, 2015 at 11:28 am
Oh so many of these are so true! I wouldn’t swap my little dude for the world, crusted boogers and all! He’s not too mucky though does like the water play though! And yes always head first at all times!! I’ve come from EmmyMoms blog 🙂