Tuesday, September 21, 2004

Boy of Summer

This is my baby, my Boy of Summer.


After being blessed with three daughters you could imagine how happy I was to finally have a son. My first thought was, "Ok I'm done now!" and then,"I finally get to shop in the "BOYS" section!" My outdoors' Husband was overwhelmed that he finally had a lil "fishing buddy." He had someone to throw the ball too, someone who he could commiserate with about living with all these "girls" and someone to pass his name on to and share all the things his father had shared with him. We were complete.


I couldn't have been more ill prepared! lol I had no idea how different little boys were from little girls. My girls were never ones to open drawers, go in cabinets, take risks.  But this lil boy of mine was every where all the time!  He took things apart, just to see how they fit back together, he mastered baby gates and childproof objects. His biggest thrill when he was under the age of two, was to pull off the safety outlet covers and shock himself. He would get so mad when I wouldn't let him continue. I was exhausted just trying to keep him from harming himself, let alone his older sisters! lol.


This is the boy who thought while in his Superman Jammies he could fly, so he attempted to fly off the top of the couch, only to break his collar bone by the age of four.  So off we went.....Mom, Dad and "Lil Superman" cape and all to the Emergency room. I was afraid because he seemed to be a "frequent flyer" there! He wanted to save money so therefore he became "The Bank" and ate 57 cents in mixed coins, he wanted to play "Hungry Hungry Hippo" so he ate the marbles. Both instructions upon leaving the ER for those two incidents resulted with me (Mom) having to make sure he safely passed the objects mentioned above! Who said Motherhood wasn't a rewarding job?? lol.. I have washed more GI Joe boots and guns, bottle caps, marbles, rocks, tree seeds, Yugi O and baseball cards, then I care to mention! He never cleans his treasures out of his pockets before laundry day!


He turned 12 this past summer and my attempts to keep him my baby forever are failing miserably, he is almost as tall as me, but then again a garden gnome is almost as tall as me!  He is so very smart and witty and absolutely handsome that soon all his treasures in his pockets will be replaced with girls phone numbers. After all, he received his first kiss on the Kindergarten School Bus and was told he was now her boyfriend! lol.....I couldn't quite tell if that was a look of satisfaction on his face when he told me all about it or the look of complete disgust when I met him at the bus stop!


I know someday he will stop looking at me as if I hung the moon and find his stars in someone else's eyes, But he will always be my baby boy!


 

11 comments:

dornbrau said...

My first born leaves for basic training in 3 weeks.  I still call him my Sugar Booger, even in public and he loves it.  He quotes me all the time, and I love that!  I guess he'll always be my baby too, but its time to let him learn to use those wings I gave him.

ebonygrl3 said...

Your memories remind me of my three little boys, they are all very active and I have a time keeping up with them. I never understood why little boys can be so much more active than girls. I want to thank you for all the wonderful comments you have left in my journal and I would like to put a link in there to your journal. Thanx again and God Bless you

derasta said...

It sure is different raising girls and boys...my daughters are so calm and seem to always want to do the right thing...where as with Michael he is super active and gets into anything and everything...but I must say, when we cannot find something rest assured Michael knows where it is...he's the life of the party and of our house.....

wlv1026 said...

As the mom of a 3 year old boy, he'll be 4 next month.  You said everything I always thought but have never been quite able to put into words, Thanks....Tammy

kimbellina1957 said...

YOUR SON MAY FIND HIS STARS IN SOMEONE ELSE'S EYES, BUT IF HE'S LIKE MY SON, WHICH HE SOUNDS LIKE HE IS......HE IS ALWAYS GOING TO THINK YOU HUNG THE MOON. :)
THANK YOU FOR THIS ENTRY. I HAVE BEEN WONDERIN WHEN YOU WERE GOING TO WRITE ABOUT THOSE CHILDREN OF YOURS. :)
KIM.

perkysgrl said...

Hi.  I've stumbled along your journal and just had to make a comment.  Your entry is very heartfelt and very funny all in the same!  I'm kinda curious if I have a boy (I'm preggo now) if he will be any different than my daughter... who is very daring and into everything (at the age of 2).  Kinda worries me ;)  Your journal is great... I'll definetly have to stop back in again!
*Jennifer*
http://journals.aol.com/perkysgrl/APickleForYourThoughts

sdoscher458 said...

Oh you are so right about differences..I had two boys and a girl...children are a joy....It sounds like you found a real keeper in your hubby, it takes a special man to be a daddy to all...nice story...Sandi

aiibrat said...

LOL...I've just finished reading the daughers.  heh, I'm on a reading spree.  Now, just finished reading the son.  He's the funniest! You really do have a wonderful family.  -=)

northangelgirl3 said...

How sweet! I have a little boy too and he is a riot. Then again he is going through the "wonderful" two's!
LOL...
Hugs,
Rose

lights4me40 said...

I just finished reading about your children..sitting here in tears..happy tears..today..my baby is 18..it's just so hard to believe she's that old..when my oldest turned 18 it didn't effect me like this..now..knowing both of my babies are so called "adults" some reason I'm feeling a little empty! I know they will always be my baby girls..just a little grown up.
Truly loved reading about your children what a way you have with words..love it!

misstyfyd said...

you wrote these about a year ago or more and i just found them.  i did some too back in march i think, but your's are much more detailed and thought provoking.  how expressive! i read the current entries in your journal before this, and they sounded really downtrodden, but these were so nice.  i too, have tears.  and hope.  i have 3 babies myself.  though i can't imagine them being grown up, it's bound to happen.  thanks for such a good, thoughtful read- jessica  http://journals.aol.com/misstyfyd/Evolving