Tuesday, April 2, 2013
Blogging from A to Z: Boy
Then, at the age of twenty-six, two years after marrying one boy, I gave birth to another and suddenly found myself in a Boy House. The trucks and dinosaur apparel started rolling in unbidden. Elijah started making fart jokes and laughing at slapstick humor at a surprisingly young age. It's only a matter of months (fingers-crossed for potty training) before he starts leaving the toilet seat up. I haven't forced any boyishness upon him, yet he can identify as many vehicles as farm animals. (I hold up his love of his baby doll as proof of my even-gender-handedness during playtime.) I have to hold my breath while biting my tongue (not a physically easy task) during Elijah and Daddy's nightly wrestle time, resisting the urge to intervene before someone gets hurt.
In October of last year, Isabel evened the gender teams around here, thank goodness, taking us from Boy House to Full House with her arrival (which is not to say there isn't room for more...). I know there's no guarantee that she'll do crafts with me, or call me daily once she leaves the house (you're welcome, Mom), but at least I had a lot more fun picking out Easter clothes this year. Also, at six months, she has yet to tell me a fart joke.
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