Why I love having boys

By Friday, May 11, 2012 2 , , , Permalink 0

It is a known fact that I have two boys. Plus a husband. 3:1 ratio. I will always be overrun by testosterone. And I have nothing against this. I quite enjoy it. Often times I hear people say “You need a girl!” or “when are you going to start trying for a girl?”, it gets tiring at times but all I have to say is smile and nod.

I love having boys. I don’t think I would like to have it any other way. A bit biassed, but still true. You see, having boys is all I’ve known. Maybe, just maybe, if I had a daughter I would know the perks of having little skirts running around the house, but I don’t. I have two little noise makers jumping off the walls and giving me gray hairs. And I love it!

 

Messy Hair

I love their messy hair. There’s no need for pink bows and headbands and pretty hairstyles to be arranged for every morning. Short hair is a staple for boys. Mine just have messy curls and I love them that way!

There’s no end to fart jokes, burping and being gross in this house. Boogers are always spread all over. Farts are funny. Burping is even better, specially if mom asks you to quit it! If it bugs mommy, be louder! And even though I often ask them to stop, I love it! It always makes me giggle inside.

Boys like dirt

Boys love dirt. They love getting dirt and messy and gooey. The more scrubbing required during bath time makes for even more fun times. And as long as their dirt stays outside and off my carpet, mommy is a happy camper.

Pooping is a family affair. Every time either one of the boy poops we all have to know the details of it and you are lucky if you are invited to the bathroom. From “mom, I am going to go poop” to “I poop” to “mom, clean my poop” shouted at the top of their lungs, if it is happening you have to know. And if you try to ignore it they will find you and tell you anyways.

Clothes are cheaper. Slab a rocket on a t-shirt and my boys would love it. They love to mix and match their outfits (Specially patterns that clash with each other) but as long as they are going outside with their clothes on I am a happy momma.

Brotherhood

Seeing them play together and fight for each other is something, well, I love. That’s what you get with brotherhood, you love and fight and love again. Sitting on your brother’s face while laughing to the top of your lungs (J) doesn’t mean he doesn’t love his brother. In return A. will tackle him to the ground and lay on him. They punch each other to have them laughing together not even 2 minutes later. They fight, and they love it! And I love seeing it. I am glad they love each other that much.

Of course, this does not mean that I don’t drool over girly clothes at Target. I think they are the cutest things ever. But I have what I have and I couldn’t be any more grateful for what God has given me. I wouldn’t change it for world!

2 Comments
  • Heather
    May 13, 2012

    I totally feel the same way with my two boys. I used to want a girl, but I really believe God gave me what I needed. 🙂 Boys are awesome and sweet. 🙂

    • Sofia
      May 14, 2012

      Boys are indeed awesome! And cute and sweet and adorable! I love it the way it is