After the twins were born, it was very important to me that Princess have a sister. I wanted her to have what I missed out on. Along came Tinkerbell. I don't know what spurred us to have Tugboat, except we just didn't feel "done." I promise--we sure do now! What I did not expect when we started having babies was the joy I would find in my boys. I knew I would love them, of course, but girls were my ideal. Until I had my own children, I did not appreciate the value of little boys.
They are rough and tumble. They get dirty. They don't sweat the small stuff. There's something nice about that.
Princess wants her hair brushed. She and Tinkerbell both have strong opinions about their outfits for the day. 'Bot could care less what he's wearing. He has tried to leave the house in shorts, cowboy boots, and a long-sleeved sweater (often backwards, inside out, or both). I'd say that's an autism thing, but then again, maybe not. Boys are just cool like that.
They love you by wrestling with you. Hugs`are kind of like choke holds.
They want to do what daddy does.
They might beat up sister, but no one else better touch her.
They fall down and get right back up again.
They are so tough, until something breaks their heart.
They are unstoppable and stubborn. They are unafraid to take up a challenge, even if that challenge is something as simple as the crib rail or the vase that the sitter freaks out about when you get near it. (Yeah, Tugboat's babysitter earns her money.)
I really love my boys. There's nothing like them in the world. I adore my girls, but there's something special about little boys. So, since this is Boy Appreciation Day here at Apples and Autobots, I thought I'd share a couple of new things in my boys' lives.
'Bot has wanted a mohawk for a while now. I'm not sure what the appeal is, but when a boy in his class got one, and he realized it wasn't against the rules, the begging commenced. Daddy went ahead and gave him one.
|It does stand up--just not on a rainy day.|
And finally, after a lot of diligent work from his babysitter, Tugboat started blowing kisses last night! Better late than never, little guy!