Are boys really that different than girls? When I first got pregnant, many people told me that boys are easier to raise than girls. Whether that's true or not is really a matter of opinion, but here are a few interesting stories to consider.
Last week, my son Cooper thought it would be a good idea to put a golf ball up the tailpipe of my car. It happened so fast. I was running after Cole, who thought the street looked like a fun place to play, when I turned around and found Cooper sticking a golf club up the tailpipe of my car. I asked him what he was doing and he told me he was trying to get the golf ball out.
My brother Chris was home alone one weekend and my parents came home to find a big hole in the wall. Chris, who was 18 at the time, claimed he had no idea how it got there. To this day, he still will not admit he did it...he is currently 37 years old.
My brother Tim had cute blond curly hair when he was young. He decided he did not like it so he cut all of his hair off one day. Also, when he was six years old, he tried to throw the cat down the basement stairs to see if it could fly.
My nephew Connor ran out of paper one day when he was coloring. He found his mom's permanent black markers and decided to color the walls instead. His parents had to repaint the walls.
My dad tells great stories of his childhood. There's one where he use to slip his cod liver oil pills in his parent's kitchen table leg because they tasted awful. One day, his parents needed to fix the table and when they turned the table over hundreds of pills came rolling out.
My husband has many crazy stories from his childhood, but one stands out. He and his friend were playing with their BB guns and Ken got shot in the head with a BB. Seriously, a BB and yes I still married him...can you believe it?
So are boys truly easier than girls? Based on my past and current observations and what I think my future holds for me with King Cooper and Colezilla...I am not so sure.