Boys will be boys!

So I have to type fast, cleaning to do, Reilly is napping.. time is of the essence! Anyway.. Reilly.. TOTAL BOY! Holy cow! I grew up in a household of girls and only knew that CHILDREN acted a certain way.. no no.. girls act one way, what Reilly is doing is scaring the crap out of me. When he was really tiny I started reading "Bringing Up Boys", and quickly stopped, mostly because it was boring.. but the first few chapters emphasized that boys and girls act differently. For the most part, you don't see girls running around playing cops/burglars/cowboys/anything else you want to call shooting games, you don't see them covered in mud, you know.. gross boy stuff. Granted, yeah.. with my cousins I climbed a tree or two, played hockey and football.. but would I have rather been setting up an entire house for my barbies, and changing their clothes multiple times a day, or.. you know.. pouring food down my Baby Alive's butt to watch it come out her mouth (I guess that one isn't that girly), pulling tiny kittens out of a bigger kittens stomach..DEFINITELY! I also thought some of it was learned.. not that he would just.. BE this crazy! But I'm telling you.. he is crazy, and he is a boy through and through!

For instance.. he burps sometimes, all babies do it, he can't control it yet.. however, I've never seen anything laugh after their burp.. and then follow it up with fake burps.. also laughing. Ew! And until recently, if Jeff burped in front of him I would seriously have a knock-down, drag out fight with him about how it wasn't appropriate and I wasn't going to be embarrassed by a burping child.. but, now he does it, and he has only seen Jeff once or twice doing it, but never has he seen Jeff laugh. So.. I had to apologize to Jeff for that one.

Next up: Growling. Yes.. he growls. It's weird.. and cute, super funny to watch him and Jeff chase each other around growling. However, the other night I was rocking him and he would seem like he was sleeping peacefully on my chest, until he POPPED up and growled at me. WHAT! THE! HECK! And once again.. he thought it was funny and continued to do so over.. and over, he doesn't get bored easily-so.. it entertained him for quite some time, while I just sat there completely astonished wondering how soon I should get him exorcised.

A few days later we had his birthday lunch with his friends, two other boys and a baby girl. I was definitely comforted by hearing the other two mom's-of-boys talking about the babies tearing through their house, making messes, screaming, going nuts.. and then the mom-o-baby-girl talking about her little girl doesn't do those things and is mostly just..pleasant. Totally gave me a "phew.. it's not just my child" moment!