raisegoodkids

I know, you’re probably thinking, “Idiot. Of course your son is a boy. What else would he be?” So, let me explain.

Today we participated in a playgroup sponsored by our Parents As Teachers organization. Sam is one of the few boys in the playgroup, I think there may have been two other boys, among a sea of girls. Well, let me say, he loves girls. Not just any girl, but older girls. Oh my, what troubles this may bring in the future! Now, I personally think that my son is adorable and one of the most handsome boys around, plus he is oozing charm. He has the ability to wrap anyone around his little finger and he knows this, too. I guess being one of the only boys in the group assists him on his mission to melt women’s hearts. It’s funny how I can see him as being a complete terrorizer while other women and girls see him as a cute and humorous little boy.

Sam started out by “assisting” the girls while they cooked in the play kitchen. Sam’s idea of help is really about the complete opposite of what the actual definition of help is. He helped by taking the food and dishes and banging them together - typical boy style. After he was bored with this and the girls quit squealing and laughing at him he moved onto better things. An older girl was writing her ABC’s on the chalkboard and, once again, Sam decided he would “assist” her in her writing. He grabbed a piece of chalk and started drawing lines and circles around her letters and the more that she protested to him being there, the more drawing he did until he had actually pretty much taken over the entire chalkboard. His closing act, which I must say that he saved the best for last, involved a piece of pretend bacon from the kitchen. You’re probably wondering what he could possibly do with a piece of bacon. Well, he turned one simple and innocent piece of bacon into a Bacon Monster. He started chasing girls with this piece of bacon, all the while making a growly monster noise. He soon discovered that he could also do this to moms. He would shake his Bacon Monster in front of their faces, growl, and then laugh. The other moms couldn’t get enough. They would gasp and say, “Oh, my” and this would just make Sam laugh more and more.

Like I said, I saw a terrorizer, but everyone else just laughed and played along with these little boy games he had created. I’ve seen this boy come out before, and I continue to catch more and more glimpses of exactly what I’m in store for in the future. It scares me a little. What am I going to do? Especially when his little brother gets a little bit bigger and his boyness comes out, too. I will be outnumbered and very well could lose complete control. Is it too soon to call for help? HELP!!

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