My son is an enigma to me. Its a good thing I feel challenged by the puzzle and while I don't try to understand, I thoroughly enjoy the glimpses of male-brain chemistry he offers up from time to time.
He entered Kindergarten this year. His very best buddy is the one that gave him a black eye 2 weeks into school. For fully half of the first semester these two Alpha-males in training literally circled the kindergarten room sizing each other up each afternoon. They fought both physically and mentally for the prized role of junior Silver-back. (think dominant ape if you don't know what I'm referring too). At some point, they hit their stride. I suppose one of them submitted. Or perhaps they take turns being the Alpha, I don't know. What I do know is that a wonderful friendship has risen out of what I once decided to stay out of, even though my female "mommy brain" wanted desperately to say "stay away from that boy". (The male daddy-brain said "let them work it out")
The friendship has progressed, and these two boys are the best of friends. I inquired of my son this morning "why are you and C such good buddies?"
Here...
Is...
His...
Reply...
(keep in mind I was expecting something along the lines of "we both like star-wars" or "because he's nice")
"We Both Like GUNS"
and...
"We Both like to DESTROY THINGS"
career in the Marine Corps anyone? cuz that's the only profession I can think of where you LEGALLY get to both carry a gun AND destroy things.
(heaven help me...)
Friday, February 20, 2009
Boy Talk
Posted by Goob at 6:00 AM
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My 4 year old asked me yesterday how you would stab someone. WHAT?? We don't stab people! I'm right there with you!
Definately a boy thing. They can make a gun out of a pillow and I am pretty sure that they are born knowing how to make gun sounds.
Awww, just like hid daddy! ;) G, we ♥ you.
Ahem, I mean HIS daddy. Really I can spell.
Ahh the days of playing guns… we used to hide in the bushes and wait to ambush the next guy and make our best gun sounds. Once killed you counted to thirty then proceeded to look for your next kill.
It is kind of cute, but scary at the same time, ya know? (coming from a mom of 3 boys)
Maybe being Jack Bauer?
Whatever works. I'm just glad they're friends. :)
LOL! I remember those days! My son used to do the whole James Bond thing! Love this post!
awwww...boys are so, so, sweet.
This is funny. Having boys I get it. My son is playing with his army men today, and blowing up the Germans. So bad. I don't know where he learned some of this stuff.
The picture is in Nashville. Thanks for asking. I have never been to Nauvoo, but want to go someday.
Thanks for reading my blog...love your comments, and love your blog.
oohhh yeah...that is me, my private blog site...but in time out is my happy place....By the Hair of My Chinny Chin Chin....man; They never stop growing. hugs ♥
My son blows up germans too! where do they get this? Germans haven't been bad guys for 20 years or more!
Hope you have a great weekend! I hear the boy thing!
Lisa, are you doing a meet and greet? Did it work out?
Heehee. That's boys for you. It's so different than the girls, huh? I'm glad we've experienced both.
Oh my. I just don't think we have a chance at taming or breaking them. Oh well.
I think my husband is still this way. However, my two year old boy likes pink, likes to carry a purse, and likes to have lotion rubbed into his feet. I'm not really sure what to think about that.
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