Thursday, June 19, 2008

Poop

It's no secret around here that I am a mom to girls (I'm also a mom to a boy but we'll get to that later.) When I had my first daughter, I was convinced the gods were trying to punish me because 'boys' were easier. (I had 3 nephews to base this assumption on) I was never a 'girlie girl' and I just knew she would put me in my grave before my time. HA (she's still trying)

I am not an expert, nor will you ever catch me claiming to know how to parent (I fumble blindly like the rest of us) - I still don't know which is easier, or if either gender is easier to raise. I do know however that boys and girls are DIFFERENT.

I am a girl - I like to think I understand (at least have a better understanding) of girls and how my daughter is. Fundamentally boys and girls are different, different interests, different ideas, different reactions to the same situation...do you see where I'm going?

Take for example...when my daughter was younger and we were potty training if I saw her 'holding' herself it usually meant she had to go to the bathroom. My stepson (who is only a year older) used to hold himself...I ALWAYS asked him if he had to go to the bathroom...nope, never. Finally one day he looked at me and with as much frustration as he could muster at the age of 5 he said "NO, why do you always ask me that?" I questioned the hub about this and he informed me "that is what all boys do...they like to make sure it is still there." WHAT?! NOTE** girls do not fear that our 'parts' have fallen off, we always know they are there. hahaha

Anyhow, I digress...

So fast forward a few years, D.Q. is 6 and Jr. is 7. Each year he spends the summer with us as well as a few holidays. There is always an adjustment period for the kids, but it is relatively short lived. I on the other hand spend the summer learning how to parent a boy and just when I think I've got the hang of it...times up.

So this summer starts off normal as usual. He gets here and everyone is excited. There's only one catch - for some reason he seems to be enthralled with the word "poop." Yep, not sure why, not sure how to stop it, but ok, we'll just let it go for now. He manages to slip it into conversations he is having with DQ and let me tell you, she does not find this nearly as funny as he does. After a few days she comes to me and says..."Mom, is it time for Jr. to go home?"

"No dear, why would you want him to go home?"

"Because he's always saying poop and I don't like it. That's gross."

All the while, I can hear Jr. somewhere in another room just laughing it up because he's learned to drive her crazy...

Yep, boys and girls are definitely different!

7 comments:

April said...

It is true how insanely different boys and girls are! While I would LOVE to have a little boy someday I'm afraid I'll have a hard time "relating" to him...whereas with a daughter, I feel like it would be so much easier!

Jojo said...

hahaha that is so funny...sorry Kel, but I think it's just something that D.Q. has to live with through the summer and Jr. has to grow out of, you know? Boys vs. girls: definitely different. I even read an "extensive" article about it in one of the parenting magazines. None is harder than the other, they're just harder to handle in different areas of life.

GoteeMan said...

Yep, as the father of two boys, it is impossible to go more than 2 hours without hearing some reference to poop. It fascinates them. Closely related other subjects are:
farting
skid marks
toilet commentary ("pilot to bombardier... pilot to bombardier... opening bomb bay doors... bombs away!!! SPLOOSH!!!")
and so on...

Rest assured that by the time he is 30, he will have developed the skills to know (hopefully) when to and not to talk about said subject... at least my mom keeps hoping, but at 39, there ain't much hope left...
HEHE!

J/

GoteeMan said...

thanks for the tag-back... I will check back in as time goes by...

I used to blog a lot, but life has become much more complicated over the past few years, so I don't have as much time anymore...

If I have learned anything, though, it's not to sweat the small stuff and to just enjoy the kids as they grow, develop, change... they will not be small for very long...

Mine are now 9 and 12, and sometimes they just seem so big... Thankfully, they are still small enough and we are all staying close, that they love to involve us in things, spend time with us and still love hugs...

The big boys they are, though, I know it won't be too long before they are moving more and more into independence... I know it's healthy, and I don't want to impede them in any way, but I plan to enjoy the moments at each point along the way...

What a blessing they are. With the difficulties and challenges we have faced as a family, we have all really drawn close, and have learned to appreciate the good days.

Blessings -
J

Jenn said...

LOL!

krissy said...

First of all....your title "Poop" made me giggle. So you can see the type of person I am.

Secondly, my delicious but devious daughter talks more about poop, farts, burps, more poop, more farts then any boy (besides her papa and dad) that I have ever known.

Not at all a girly gal. I think it is funny to see JR learning how to irritate his siter. She better get used to it....it will get worse.

DysFUNctional Mom said...

I'm surprised he doesn't throw fart in too! Boys definitely like the potty humor.