So, from pretty much the DAY he was born, people have been asking me if having a boy is different? At first, he was a baby, what's so 'different' about a baby! I mean, they each have their own little personalities, but what is 'BOY' compared to 'GIRL' when they are still so itty bitty!
The first definitely BOY thing I noticed was the day he grabbed a Tupperware Lid (flat), and was crawling around pushing it across the floor. He did the whole crawl on the floor with one knee down and one knee up pushing that lid across the kitchen floor! I told Bill that Liam NEEDED some CARS to push around. So for the next few weeks, I felt like I bought him a new little car nearly every time we went near a store! (that didn't' particularly make dad happy, but they were little inexpensive cars...). He pushes them around and makes noises, that, truth be told... the girls NEVER did in that way! His first word was BALL, and then CAR... So there, yes he's a BOY!
However, people are still constantly asking if he's 'different' than the girls were?!? I don't know how to answer that! Sometimes I even think I try to answer with a no, not so much answer, just because I don't want to put too much stock into the boy, girl thing... My girls were pretty adventurous, and I have had some climbers!
When Marissa was little people used to tell me all the time, she was my 'boy' (like, since I'd had another girl I must have been trying for a boy, why else would you have 5 children after all, and so as a consolation prize, she was pretty rough and tumble...)! At 2 she would climb up onto the cross bars of the swing set just to get to the trapeze swing thing and swing for all she was worth! I told her once, "You Scare Me!" Her reply??? "AAARRRGGG, I a MONSTER!" see she scared me!
One time she was jumping off the top of a little tykes playground caste slide thing, and the little boy (5 or 6 yrs old) couldn't let a little 2 yr old girl beat him (on his own playground), so he jumped off too, and broke his leg, just before summer and he couldn't swim!!! I just didn't watch her when she was little, as well as now, when she would do her crazy things! I would be all in a panic watching her climb, etc. but if I didn't watch I was fine... and IF she fell or hurt herself in some way, it was just easier to pick up the pieces afterward - usually a kiss and or a band aid or ice pack would do the trick just fine! She frequently has some cut or scrape and bruises galore! She has torn off her end of her toes more times than I can count. She has bumped, bruised, herself in ways that amaze me... I just chalk it up to, 'that's Marissa'!
When we built our playground, Bill put in an 8 or 9 ft. climbing wall, he thought he'd positioned the grips far enough apart so that 3 yr old Marissa couldn't do it for a while until she got bigger... NO problem, she was up and over the top in no time flat! She climbed on top of the crossing bars and would go across them that way. When we got a Basketball hoop thing a couple of years ago, she would shimmy up the pole and grab the rim with the net and scoot hand over hand to hang from the outside edge of it! Like I said, I just don't' watch!
Really, it's better for all of us, that way!
O.K. so back to the BOY...
Last week he picked up a baby doll and a little blankie to wrap it in, and took that and his 'CELL Phone' (up to his ear and talking the whole while), with him in the car when we went some where. Then the other day he was playing and brought me a doll sling his sisters had been using the day before and a baby doll for me to put it on him. I did and he was so cute, then he disappeared upstairs, and when he came down the stairs, obviously one of his sisters had helped him out because he then had two baby dolls in the sling, (one in front and one in back) AND he was carrying three more baby dolls. He was so happy with himself. Of course he rides in my sling lots, so that is a normal thing for him, and he was so cute with his arms and sling full of babies. I of course made him stand still so that I could some pictures (o.k. so I tried, but some of the pictures are of him running past me and then running away). I just thought how sweet! What a good daddy he will be one day!
The next day (Sunday) I had gotten most of the kids bathed and we were all (most of the girls) in my bathroom getting ready for church, doing hair, etc... I was on my way downstairs, and when I walked past the little girls bedroom door, there was Liam, sitting on the floor, with the play MAKE UP, just getting himself ready as well! Poor kid! he sees a LOT of Hair and Make up and purses and pretty shoes at our house! He Loves them all!!! O.K. so it may not be an inherent love as much as the example he sees pretty much every day, all day long... so yes in some ways he's ALL BOY or so they say... and then there are the days he plays babies, make-up and carries a purse over his shoulder. I think all in all, he'll be just fine!
And one day when I get some help with the picture problem I'm having... I'll post some pictures of him with his babies, and putting on the make-up. He'll hate me for it one day, but he's little and cute... so it's o.k.!
The first definitely BOY thing I noticed was the day he grabbed a Tupperware Lid (flat), and was crawling around pushing it across the floor. He did the whole crawl on the floor with one knee down and one knee up pushing that lid across the kitchen floor! I told Bill that Liam NEEDED some CARS to push around. So for the next few weeks, I felt like I bought him a new little car nearly every time we went near a store! (that didn't' particularly make dad happy, but they were little inexpensive cars...). He pushes them around and makes noises, that, truth be told... the girls NEVER did in that way! His first word was BALL, and then CAR... So there, yes he's a BOY!
However, people are still constantly asking if he's 'different' than the girls were?!? I don't know how to answer that! Sometimes I even think I try to answer with a no, not so much answer, just because I don't want to put too much stock into the boy, girl thing... My girls were pretty adventurous, and I have had some climbers!
When Marissa was little people used to tell me all the time, she was my 'boy' (like, since I'd had another girl I must have been trying for a boy, why else would you have 5 children after all, and so as a consolation prize, she was pretty rough and tumble...)! At 2 she would climb up onto the cross bars of the swing set just to get to the trapeze swing thing and swing for all she was worth! I told her once, "You Scare Me!" Her reply??? "AAARRRGGG, I a MONSTER!" see she scared me!
One time she was jumping off the top of a little tykes playground caste slide thing, and the little boy (5 or 6 yrs old) couldn't let a little 2 yr old girl beat him (on his own playground), so he jumped off too, and broke his leg, just before summer and he couldn't swim!!! I just didn't watch her when she was little, as well as now, when she would do her crazy things! I would be all in a panic watching her climb, etc. but if I didn't watch I was fine... and IF she fell or hurt herself in some way, it was just easier to pick up the pieces afterward - usually a kiss and or a band aid or ice pack would do the trick just fine! She frequently has some cut or scrape and bruises galore! She has torn off her end of her toes more times than I can count. She has bumped, bruised, herself in ways that amaze me... I just chalk it up to, 'that's Marissa'!
When we built our playground, Bill put in an 8 or 9 ft. climbing wall, he thought he'd positioned the grips far enough apart so that 3 yr old Marissa couldn't do it for a while until she got bigger... NO problem, she was up and over the top in no time flat! She climbed on top of the crossing bars and would go across them that way. When we got a Basketball hoop thing a couple of years ago, she would shimmy up the pole and grab the rim with the net and scoot hand over hand to hang from the outside edge of it! Like I said, I just don't' watch!
Really, it's better for all of us, that way!
O.K. so back to the BOY...
Last week he picked up a baby doll and a little blankie to wrap it in, and took that and his 'CELL Phone' (up to his ear and talking the whole while), with him in the car when we went some where. Then the other day he was playing and brought me a doll sling his sisters had been using the day before and a baby doll for me to put it on him. I did and he was so cute, then he disappeared upstairs, and when he came down the stairs, obviously one of his sisters had helped him out because he then had two baby dolls in the sling, (one in front and one in back) AND he was carrying three more baby dolls. He was so happy with himself. Of course he rides in my sling lots, so that is a normal thing for him, and he was so cute with his arms and sling full of babies. I of course made him stand still so that I could some pictures (o.k. so I tried, but some of the pictures are of him running past me and then running away). I just thought how sweet! What a good daddy he will be one day!
The next day (Sunday) I had gotten most of the kids bathed and we were all (most of the girls) in my bathroom getting ready for church, doing hair, etc... I was on my way downstairs, and when I walked past the little girls bedroom door, there was Liam, sitting on the floor, with the play MAKE UP, just getting himself ready as well! Poor kid! he sees a LOT of Hair and Make up and purses and pretty shoes at our house! He Loves them all!!! O.K. so it may not be an inherent love as much as the example he sees pretty much every day, all day long... so yes in some ways he's ALL BOY or so they say... and then there are the days he plays babies, make-up and carries a purse over his shoulder. I think all in all, he'll be just fine!
And one day when I get some help with the picture problem I'm having... I'll post some pictures of him with his babies, and putting on the make-up. He'll hate me for it one day, but he's little and cute... so it's o.k.!
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