What are little boys made of?
Snips and snails, and puppy dogs tails
That’s what little boys are made of !
Boys! Oh boy, oh boy, oh boy. What a beautiful thing!
I am not exactly sure what God was thinking when he gave me two boys (and just one wild and crazy tag-along-with-the-boys girl). I mean, did he do it to see how I would handle the completely unknown? Did he do it to teach me a lesson? Or did he do it to just get one of those good belly-rolling laughs.
Don’t get me wrong, I am not overly girly myself. I do occasionally get my nails done and I love wearing nice clothes but my makeup box only has a few items in it and I seldom wear perfume. Growing up, I played in the creek, made mud dinners, and jumped in cow pies (let me know if you need an explanation on this one). But I also grew up an only child.
For me there were times of running and playing and wild and crazy fun but then there where times of calm and quiet. Times when there were no other sounds around except for the sounds that I, myself was making. Times when I didn’t feel it necessary to jump and romp and stand on my head. Times when quiet was a refreshing part of the day.
I don’t think boys have those times. I don’t think they are equipped with the need to sit or lay low. I don’t think quiet or calm is part of a vocabulary they will ever be able to understand. They are active and rambunctious. They like to jump and run around. They are great balls of energy packaged in ready-to-explode packages.
Yep, I am not sure what God was thinking when he handed over two boys but I am sure that he most likely doesn’t go one day without one of those really good laughs. I don’t know if I will ever completely figure out this boy thing but I sure am trying and while I do that I will continue to savor every wild and crazy moment. Snips, snails, and puppy dog tails. Thank you, Lord for your blessings! I have two beautifully and perfectly made boys!
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