Boy Mom…
This past Friday night I had a test run with Brian and our two sons, now age 12 and 14. Nicole is away at school and Danielle returns to St. Andrews in two days. Within a minute of being alone in the car with these three males, a loud explosion, followed swiftly by a noxious odor and raucous laughter, rocked me. My new adventure as a “boy mom” had officially begun.
While I adore our sons, the reality is that I have spent the past twenty years considering myself a “girl mom” who just happened to have two sons. This model has worked beautifully. I know how to parent our daughters 100% of the time and I’m pretty good with the boys 90% of the time.
You see, I never followed the cliché that “boys will be boys.” I demand that our sons put academics before sports and that their manners are impeccable. They both know how to cook well enough that my future daughters-in-law won’t hate me. This sanctimonious attitude has paid off…until now.
It seems there is a point in a boy’s development where all maternal influence flies out the window. My sister-in-law and I went to the NY State Fair a few hours ahead of the others this past Saturday. This meant that four boys, including a 5 and a 7 year old, and two dads were left unsupervised at the hotel. Within one hour our youngest son was stuck between the interconnecting hotel room doors. Luckily the hotel manager was there to get help, as she was visiting the rooms anyway to lodge a complaint about the noise.
I heard about the entire incident before these clowns arrived at the Fair, so I was able to work myself into an epic frenzy. Each of the males had an excuse. One was putting oil in the car and another was taking a shower. The youngest two told me that they had already been playing this game with the doors so it was OK. My 14-year old was indignant that I would assume he would show even a modicum of common sense as he was technically not in charge.
The bottom line for us moms is that we are not wired to anticipate every antic of which a boy is capable. The irony of the situation is that these boys will grow up to be fine men like their fathers, despite the antics. So, for now, I will buckle up and try to enjoy this new, wild ride.
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oh how I can relate!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!