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Let The Boys Be Boys!

Check out this great article by Celeste Brinson.  As a mom of two boys, I can absolutely relate:

Boys will be boys.

As simple as that might sound, it is the utter truth. Boys and girls are not the same: not physically, not psychologically, not even spiritually. The spirit of a little boy is a burning desire to touch, build, fix, destruct, fight, and love. My son is a co-sleeping snuggle bug who loves fiercely. He often gifts me with pine cones and other treasures, and he wipes my tears when I cry. He’s a gentleman.

And, he’s a rough and tumble little boy. He likes to play with sticks and rocks and throw things and splash water and push and be pushed and chase and tag and flip and flop. He’s loud. Sometimes his dinosaur roar even scares the little ones. And I know how people feel about his behavior because I see the way they look at him and me: as though we are wild criminals who have fled from an asylum just to come bother their perfectly-behaved child. Like it or not, those perfectly-behaved children are most often little girls. Comparing a girl to a boy is like comparing an orange to a shoe. Just don’t. Save your time; there is absolutely no point.

Continue reading at: A Plea of Boyhood and Rough Play

I Dare You . . .

Pay-It-Forward Blog Pix

I recently made an elderly couple cry. And I’m so glad I did.

My boys and I were out to eat for lunch (perk of homeschooling) :). I’d brought along a few things, like LEGO Mini Figures (easy to carry in my purse), to keep them busy. However, we had so much fun talking, laughing and being silly, that we didn’t even need them. Now I thought they were being TOO LOUD. Playing tag, hide and seek (all within the confines of our booth, mind you), and I Spy, we were a rowdy bunch. We got more than a few looks. Finally the food came out, and calmness ensued as we ate. That’s when the elderly couple came in, and sat directly across from us. We finished eating and prepared to leave. They smiled sweetly and remarked what sweet boys I had (I was thankful they hadn’t seen us earlier). I then reached in my pocket and pulled out money for their bill. They were astonished, told me to keep the money for the boys, or for myself, or that they didn’t need it, and why was I doing it? Just because, I said. It wasn’t because they complimented us or were nice to us. It was just because I saw them, and I wanted to. So I did. And when I saw them overcome and tears forming in their eyes at such a small gesture, I felt amazing.

I Dare You . ..

To pass it on. To do something for someone who can’t do anything for you. To be a blessing to someone “just because”. To brighten someone’s day, then encourage them to do the same for another person. To show that no matter how many painful things happen, there are still people out there who are genuinely nice … loving …. caring.

Here’s an awesome example of somebody “Passing It On”
https://www.facebook.com/equippinggodlywomen/posts/791581494264666