Comments on: Fish guts, tractors, mud, burps and farts

By: Sparx

Sparx — Sat, 18 Jul 2009 07:54:20 +0000

Oh ho, very funny. I and most of my friends have boys and what you say is clearly true. I have one friend whose first boy was and remains to this day, a complete and utter angelic dream of a child. She has long derided other mothers for the behaviour of their boys and has now got her come-uppance in the form of her second son, a proper, light-sabre fighting, running away, shouting, ignoring, disobedient little monster. We are all highly gratified by this and treasure his every tantrum!!!

By: Potty Mummy

Potty Mummy — Fri, 17 Jul 2009 15:01:02 +0000

It’s so true. What is? EVERYTHING you say. I often ask the sniffy mothers of girls around here if they would like to swap children for the day so they can see what it’s like. Funnily enough, no-one’s taken me up on my offer yet…

Enjoy the fishing!

By: Iota

Iota — Fri, 17 Jul 2009 14:45:43 +0000

I also confess that I do secretly find tractors rather interesting.

Love the title of this post, by the way.

By: Iota

Iota — Fri, 17 Jul 2009 14:44:30 +0000

Your first paragraph is a masterpiece of writing. It says EXACTLY what I have often often thought.

And at school, it’s so unfair for boys. All that sitting still, coloring in, writing in neat letters… What self-respecting boy wants to do that?

Having loved having brothers, I was thrilled to have boys, and just a little nervous when my girl arrived. I loved playing trains and pushing toy cars around, and I don’t mind a light saber duel, but the thought of brushing Barbie’s hair for hours on end, or crawling around pretending to be a kitty – those were things that left me very cold. Luckily, daughter is happy to be a tomboy most of the time, and I have developed a cohort of small girl friends who come round and do the Barbie/kitty thing with her.

By: Kathy

Kathy — Fri, 17 Jul 2009 14:18:25 +0000

You are a better woman than I. I have a terrible suspicion that faced with boys, I would have turned them into prissy monsters. Girls know how to bring you down a notch. Mine were born with an automatic disregard for my neuroses – this has resulted in a much healthier dynamic than you would expect. Deep sea fishing? How about I drop off my two girls, you take the whole lot of them and report back on your findings? No really. What time?!?!