When I found out that Topher was a boy, I have to admit that I was a little bit scared.
I grew up in a family of girls. We had boy cousins and I had boy friends – but I didn’t know the first thing about being a mom to a little boy!
Fortunately Topher has been a good teacher.
I’ve grown accustomed to stepping over the countless cars and trucks that cover the living room floor. We play with dump trucks and dinosaurs. I tolerate burping contests at the dinner table and I can’t help but laugh when Nathan and Topher communicate through farting sounds when they’re in separate rooms.
I’m still completely clueless when it comes to navigating my way through a construction site, though. “Look Topher!” I’ll say. “It’s a … a … bulldozer!” He usually looks at me with the most exasperated expression and says “No, Mommy. That’s a front loader.” Sometimes he even rolls his eyes. (At two!!!) Clearly I need to work harder on correctly identifying construction equipment …
This time around, though, I won’t be studying on my own.
This time it’s Nathan’s turn to learn.
About princesses and fairy wings.
Sparkles and make-up.
Braids and pigtails.
Clothes that match.
And guns, since he’s going to have to scare off the boys somehow ...