Thirty years ago, our last child was born. A boy. Ten years younger
than our first born girl, and seven than our middle son.
Having two boys was a challenge for me. I grew up without a
father, and having no brothers, was totally clueless about the
nature of the male species. So when these little boys came into
our family, I had no idea what I was in for.
pictures courte
sy of Pixabay 
Things start our small. Like climbing and making mud
pies in the sand box.
But before I knew it, things escalated.
They go from this...
...to this
and...
My memory serves me when my middle son decided that he would
take his Dad's golf clubs and hit a few. His one mean stroke sailed
through the air, and went right through my bedroom window.
Yes, boys. They are a breed of their own.
pictures courtesy of Pixabay
But life sure would be dull without them.
6 comments:
I love this post. As a mother of 2 boys I can relate. Hugs
Too cute. Boys are truly a breed of their own. I think my nephew was ~2pm when his favorite toy was an electric can opener that he had to take every place with him. It was broken when it was given to him, but somehow it started working. Later, his Fav toy was an old vacuum cleaner, which he also liked to take everyplace.
Lovely memories indeed.
I also have two boys (and two girls), the youngest of whom will be 38 in a few days. But, I grew up with five brothers (and seven sisters). The thing about boys is that they "tag-team" you in a way that girls just don't seem to do. And, it's almost always for the mischievous stuff. God bless them all!
Ya gotta love ‘em. There is never a dull moment with boys I have 2 also 20 months apart
I also have 2 boys. They were (and still are) fun!
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