A recycled post from the old blog but still a goodie. Happy Birthday Hubs!
Category Archives: The Babe
By George I Think He Got It
We were listening to the radio in the car this morning with the boys in the back. The DJ requests that the women listeners call in and tell him if they liked to be considered mysterious. The question was whether or not the claim was good or bad. Hubs turns to Little Man and says “do you think brother is mysterious?”. Little Man says yes in fact, brother is mysterious, after which he proceeds to ask “what does mysterious mean daddy”. Hubs describes the term as meaning “difficult to understand”. Little man confirms what he had already stated about his baby brother and then added “my states puzzle is mysterious too daddy”.
Y…Y…Y
Since I am the proud mother of two of the cutest and craziest boys ever and the wife to the most handsome and patient man on earth, I often find myself pondering genetics and hormones. No matter how much society wants to wussify boys these days, there is a clear difference between boys and girls and I believe they should be raised differently. Don’t get me wrong, I think it is great that Little Man loves High School Musical and Annie, and that The Babe only talks about football, soccer, and baseball. Although they have different likes and dislikes, even at their early ages, they are both all boy all the time.
The personalities of the boys are complete opposites. Little Man, as first born, is much like his mama. Neurotic, animated, cautious, and a just a little goofy. The Babe being the second born is just like hubs. Not only is The Babe almost an identical replica of hubs in physique, he is just as laid back as Brad. If I told Little Man there was no more milk he would throw himself on the floor and wiggle around until I somehow made milk come out of the faucet. If I told The Babe we were out of milk he would shrug his shoulders and say “ok” and walk off to play. Learned behaviors or genetics? A little of both I am sure. Although they have conflicting personalities they have one thing in common; beyond their parents. These two boys will find any reason to touch, knock down, run, collide, jump, climb, wrestle or drag something or someone.
What is it about little boys that makes them so physical? I was at work the other day facilitating a field trip in the museum and I watched the kids closely. What I noticed was that the girls stood calmly and talked with their friends while waiting to board the bus while the boys were screaming, wrestling, kicking, punching, and being obnoxious. I had to tell one pair to get off of each other a number of times.
I had mixed feelings as I experienced this. I was happy to see it was not just my children. I was concerned to realize that it doesn’t seem to stop after preschool. I struggled to find some sort of logical explanation for boy behavior. The only thing I came up with was there is a reason they named the male chromosome “Y”.
