Raising Boys: Sticks and Snails and Puppydog Tails…
When we had The Boy, I was momentarily terrified. I mean, I had a sister, no brothers, my mother was a sister, no brothers, my dad raised daughters, and well, who knew how to raise a BOY? And more importantly, how do we raise a BOY who is sensitive enough that all the girls (and […]
The Top Five Reasons I'm Glad The Boy Took Shop Class
Counting down, Letterman style… 5. Power Tools Make Boys Happy. Now, I’m sure they make girls happy too, but well, we’re talking about The Boy here, and he has that gene that makes his eyes light up when he plugs in a power tool. That evil little gleam that he inherited from his father, that […]
Sigh.
I don’t like it when one of my boys is hurting. Z (on of the Boy’s bff) is heartbroken today, and all I can do is hug him. Girls are mean. Sigh. (and yes, I’m fully aware this entry will be repeated a thousand times, from both sides of the equation as the kids grow […]
