Dear Lord,
I have always said, that I am the Mother of girls. That simply means, I relate to girls. I like girl things. I like girl talk. I understand girls. I like pink. I like giggling. I like all things girl.
I have always said that I never wanted to mother boys. But you, Lord had other plans for me.
Boys are LOUD, they are LOUD, and then they get LOUDER. I understand, some girls are like this too, But my boy is really LOUD. Loud talk, loud play, LOUD Everything! Quiet anything around here is a rare thing. A VERY rare thing.
My boy Louie is also CHATTY. And that is a very nice way to say....HE NEVER SHUTS UP..... Understood here that I am a pretty quiet soul. I like to be alone with my thoughts. My girls are quiet, my husband is quiet. And then there is Louie. Did I mention that HE NEVER SHUTS UP?????? My ears are bleeding most days by 7:15 AM.
Louie is a PLANNER. "After we get done eating our breakfast what are we going to do next?" "After we drop the girls off at piano, and we go to the store, what are we going to do next?" I am sorry son, but that is waaaay to much to ask from a sleep deprived mom like me.
I dislike toy cars. Really truly dislike toy cars. They hide under the couch, the TV, in every corner of the house. I DISLIKE TOY CARS. When toys cars are played with, they must be played with LOUD, they must CRASH, they must fly off into unknown directions never to be retrieved until the furniture is rearranged. I fully expect someone to break any arm around here any day now. And when that happens, I am sure that there will be a toy car involved.
Don't even get me started on Superheros, toy weapons, or all things camouflage. YUCK! DISLIKE!!!
I will not go to the bathroom issues of boys......but you know what I am talking about. TAKE AIM, PLEASE!!!!
So Lord, ~~Why on earth did you give me boys to mother? What are you trying to teach me? Louie is a sweet boy, but I just don't relate to any thing boy. HELP!!!!!
