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Tuesday, September 1, 2009

You know you have a boy when...

I am reminded periodically by circumstances and conversations that I have, in fact, a little boy. And that he is 100%, grade A, B-O-Y. And it is in those times I also become acutely aware, once again, of how different those little boys are from little girls.

We were recently visiting with some long-time friends that we had not seen in a long time. We spent the afternoon with them and their two daughters swimming, grilling burgers and just hanging out; enjoying their new pool, or the “Disney World we built in our own back yard,” as my friend describes it.

As the sun set, we lit the fire pit and all gathered around it. In an effort to give the kids something to think about and do other than getting too close to the pool or the fire, I started a story and had each child tell the next part of it from their perspective.

Imagine the scene for a moment. Each of the three girls is telling part of a story about a nice monster who loves to dress up, have tea parties and put on toe nail polish. Then comes my son. In his step of the story, “the monster got in the fire and he burned up and his head cracked open.”

Yeah. No sweet little girl that I know of would come up with that. Certainly my daughter wouldn’t have, and neither of the other two girls we were with that night would have either. Just my 100% B-O-Y.