Boys vs Girls

My sister-in-law posted a video of her girls "Dancing with the Stars" on her blog. It is adorable. Sweet, graceful little girls enjoying each other's company, keeping time with the music. While I was watching, my boys were sword fighting and slashing each other in the family room.

Eventually I will come to accept the fact that boys are simply different than girls. Jacob informed me this morning that dad told him, "The reason mom doesn't allow violent games is because she doesn't know what it's like to be a boy." Well, frankly, that is exactly right!! There are things about being a boy that I just don't get. They like to fight and burp and wrestle with dad. This is all foreign to me. I don't understand how a piece of half-chewed up bread can become a gun. A lovely centerpiece, yes. A gun, no. (And I'm the mean mom who doesn't allow guns...how does my 2-year old know what to do with a bread gun?) So while I dream of boys who will grow up opening doors for people and asking for another serving of casserole please, I need to accept that boys are still boys. And I have some great ones!!! The following video may be as close as I ever get to "Dancing with the Star Wars," but we get what we get, and we don't throw a fit!

May the force be with you, my young Jedi Knights!


(The true star wars fans out there will recognize the amount of practice that was required for R2D2 to pass Luke his light saber at just the precise moment! Way to go boys!)