Glad They Are Boys...

I never planned to have kids at all. I thought I would be childless up until about 8 months before Superhero showed up. I was never that girl dreaming of the children I would one day have. I never imagined their names or what they would look like or their sexes or the order they would be born in. So, I can't tell you if I wanted to be a boy mom or a girl mom or a mix of both. I don't know what I pictured myself as but I will say that I am glad to be the mom of 1 girl and 4 boys.

My girl is GIRLY...and I am glad for that. She makes all things giggly and pink and frilly and sparkly. She adds so much to our life. And I LOVE HER TONS. She is the one and only princess in our home and she loves that role. And I am glad that she has no competition for that title. I am glad that she gets all the girly things and that when the boys hear the word princess their one and only sister wears that title in their heart.

We are all happy that we have 4 boys and 1 girl.

There is just something about my boys that is fun and weird and just really neat.

And I love my boys.

But there are drawbacks to boys as well:

They sure do eat more than girls do (my girl anyway).

They miss the toilet WAY too often.

The feet...OH THE SMELL...I'm about to puke just thinking of it.

They are always talking about or dreaming of sports...ALREADY.

And the dirt seems to just jump up and grab them.

And my boys seem to know that there is something special about being a boy too.

Here is the list of the top 5 reasons it's better to be a boy than a girl as told to me in the van the other day by my own special boys.

1. You get to go to work instead of take care of kids all day

2. You get to fart and noone thinks it's odd.

3. You get to stand up to pee.

4. You get to mess around with girls...

(Yes, he meant that he gets to tease them and play jokes on them...but in a few years I am guessing he will see how very hilarious that statement is.)

5. You don't have to be the butler for the kids and dad.

Now, I am no therapist but I am thinking that it does not take one to realize that THIS MOM needs to step it up and make the kids and dad start pulling their own weight around here...let there be no mistake...I AM NOONE'S BUTLER.

Oh, wait, was that the doorbell? I better go!

-The Butler