Life with Boy

My Friend Sarah is with child.  I don't know what she's having yet beyond a human baby.  I don't know if she knows what she's having yet.

My brother and his wife have only girls.  Four lovely little girls.

And so for all my friends and sisters out there who live their life with other girls, you may not know what life with Boy is like.  And since I've run short on blogging steam, I thought I'd show you.

They can't resist buttons.  If, for example, you leave your camera unattended on your desk, they will walk right up to it and begin by pushing buttons and end by taking a series of strange pictures of themselves.

Your bathroom will become a dinosaur breeding habitat, complete with cosmic swamp.  They will insist on calling these prehistoric newbies by people names.  For example, the chubby one up front my Boy has named "Heavy."  The one in the back on the right he calls, "Tim!"  It's every bit as funny as you might imagine.

Boys prefer to eat right out of the container.  It saves on dishes and just tastes better.  They will also insist on eating YOUR food.  It doesn't matter if the EXACT same thing is on their plate, they will reject it entirely for the same food on YOUR plate.


And one last thing.  If you ask them for a kiss, this is the face you'll see coming at you: