Getting ready to take my boys this morning to gym it didn't occur to me to check the outside temperature. After all it had been 21 degrees day before yesterday. Not a good decision. I rushed out the door a few minutes behind schedule and walked right into a rather cool wind. I was dressed in a light spring dress. Light material. Flowy (read: wind blows right up in it) skirt? Brrrrrrrr That woke me up better than any coffee could.
The boys had a wonderful time at gym, sweating to their hearts content, throwing balls at others (who doesn't like that?) while running with friends avoiding the girls. I like that they avoid the girls. I'd very much like it if they'd continue avoiding girls until they are about, um, 40. Yes, that'd be good. Sort of. For me anyway.
I'm not kidding myself into believe my boys don't notice girls and all their nicer qualities but at their ages (11 and 12) the girls we're around are not remotely interested in the sweaty, obnoxious versions of the male species they are surrounded by. This also works for me. Keep up the obnoxious fart jokes guys. Just not in church. K?!
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