pink

Lately I have been feeling like there are too many males and not enough females in my life. My days are filled with dirty boys. Boys that are not discrete about their bodily functions. Boys that are rough and tumble and messy and goopy. And although you might initially be thinking of Andrew as I describe this, Dave and Isaac add plenty to the overall affect.

I long for lace. And glitter. And pink. I want to sip pretty tea with pretty people as we eat pretty things and are discrete about our bodily functions. I long for a big helping of feminine.

This morning I decided to work with what I've got. I decided to assert my female voice. I declared that we would use glitter to make pink valentines and that we would use sprinkles to make valentine cookies and I declared that I would wear a blousey shirt.

So while Andrew and I were making the cookies, I told him to "pick up the sprinkles, put them on a cookie." And as he decorated, I put more cookies on the sheets. And I hear him say, "pick up the sprinkles and put them a cookie. or....eat them!" He takes a huge handful of sprinkles, puts them in his mouth and runs out of the room.

oh my. Boys will be boys, as they say. Does anyone have a daughter I can borrow? ;)




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