Little Boys

There isn’t a doubt in my mind that God has a sense of humor. No other proof is needed because God gave the girliest girly girl ever (that’d be me) the privilege and honor of raising Ethan a boy through and through. Here are some examples.
Anything can be transformed into a fighting machine…yes even Gabby’s princess Ariel bath toy. He typically doesn’t mess with the toys we still have from when we had Gabby. In fact the he usually asks me to remove Princess Ariel from the bathroom closet where the bath toys are kept he doesn’t even want to be in her presence. But last night Ariel’s hair was evil spider webs that his cars had to drive through to save his checkswimmers (that’s Ethan’s word for transformers). Just know that I secretly cried because the thought of Ariel’s hair being evil spider webs and cars driving through them was too much for my princess loving soul to handle.

Ethan doesn’t think his outside playtime is complete until he has found something that crawls and is classified as an insect and as much dirt as possible under his fingernails. He can dig a hole in the dirt for hours on end, and really hates it when I demand he wear shoes outside. For the record I have never dug a hole in the dirt, I run from insects, and if a speck of dirt is ever under my nails know that I am silently being tortured.

He thinks peeing outside is heaven on earth. I think peeing outside for me would be almost physically impossible if my goal is to keep urine off of my being.

When doing laundry you can always find action figures, cars, toy alligators, a Spiderman mask, rocks, dirt, and pennies in his pockets. The child can fit more into his pocket then I can fit into my entire pocketbook. When I was 5 you could have found play makeup, play fingernail polish, pretend food that went with my decked out toy kitchen set, and toy bottles or baby accessories.

His idea of dressing up is a Spiderman mask, a transformer action suit, a stethoscope around his neck, and goggles’ on top of his head. HE WEARS ALL OF THESE THINGS AT THE SAME TIME. I guess that makes him Dr. Spideyformer Water Boy. At his age my idea of dressing up was high heel shoes, a poufy dress, makeup, and jewelry.

My goal is for this to be a funny look at how raising a boy can be. I adore the fact that he is a boy to the 100th degree, it is so much fun to see a different side of childhood. And if he dressed up in a dress wore makeup, and jewelry or wanted to play with princess dolls all the time I am sure we would all be attending therapy. I will take my BOY being a BOY any day. And tonight he is curled up beside me. Which makes him a momma’s boy and I must confess I do enjoy that.