this is the morning... these are the red creatures that I lay claim to.
(in the kitchen-which i blame on someone else)
the boys are currently: laughing and pulling each other up onto the 'mummydaddy'bed...getting under the blankets and giggling wildly. this, interspersed with the wild sword waving, will surely lead to a moderate disaster. and yet I let it go, as I type, for there really isn't anything better in the entire world. and i hope i get to say a sentence like that everyday for the rest of my life.
and then there is this: twice in the past week my older son has done this: (two semicolons, ike) 'i can't be the mom, i'm a boy.' in the house corner
or
'i don't want the princess cup, thats for girls.' these are the same cups he himself selected not four months ago. . .
this is NOT an okay thing to hear from my darling sugarbutt boy... changing tides! hard for me, dismissive of my role, heightening/showcasing my familiarity with the very VERY same feelings... how long does it last? what will he think of me when he is a man? where the hell am i ?
as if i need to worry about what one more person thinks of me. but he IS an important one.
working on it, still.
Wednesday, October 28, 2009
boy joy
Posted by Kate Hall at 4:18 PM
Labels: mothering, raising boys
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