Let’s Hear it for the Boy(s)!
Today a whole bunch of wonderful blogging women are hosting a virtual baby shower for Julie at Mothergoosemouse. I’ve been reading Julie’s blog for a long time. She’s also a mom to two little girls and she and husband Kyle are about to welcome a third child to the mix…a boy!
Now I know absolutely nothing about raising little boys. Nada, zilch. My own big brother is seven years older than me, and with three big sisters our house was always fairly estrogen heavy. My best friend, however, has three sons (she started humming the theme song to My Three Sons the day she called to tell me she found out she was having a third boy) and I have to say I’ve noticed some overriding themes at their house.
Boys like things that go vroom! Cars, trucks, tractors (if you’re here in the South like us), etc.
Boys like things that are powered by remote control. (See above.)
Boys like balls. (Stop it.) Footballs, baseballs, soccer balls, Nerf balls. You name it. Balls rule!
Boys like to eat. You should see my best friend’s walk-in pantry and the snack supply. It’s enough to feed a small army. However, when boys get older, like my brother, they tend to have nothing but beer and mustard in their refrigerators.
Boys take a licking and keep on ticking. My best friend has experienced the joy of playground concussions. Awesome!
And now on to my own observation about my favorite boy, the hubby.
If a boy is raised up right, he’ll grow up to be a wonderfully patient daddy. And if he’s lucky enough to be surrounded by women, like my hubby, he might even let his little girls dress him up..while football is on.
Now that is the mark of a good man!
Congratulations Julie, Kyle, Tacy and CJ!
And if you have any words of wisdom to Julie as she prepares to welcome a little more testosterone to their household, please feel free to leave them here!
Two more of my blog friends, Colleen and Nicole, have now been there, done that and have welcomed their own beautiful sons to their formerly all-girl household.
