Nativity Action Hero

On the docket for today: More fodder for the “boys are just different” grist mill. The other day I heard Nicholas playing with the nativity set. Someone was talking to “Dad.” This is what we found long past bedtime that night: Why yes, in fact Mary and Joseph are entertaining “a car, a boat, a…

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My Little Hero

A little boy comes to me tiptoeing in a whisper, half an hour earlier than he should have been up from nap. “What are you doing up?” I ask from my writing corner. “You need to put that away because I want to snuggle with you,” he said. And so I lean forward and set…

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Boys Are Just Different

The moment we arrived for our play date with Julianna’s bestie and her siblings, my boys made a beeline for the box by the living room wall. It had badminton rackets in it. “Uh,” I said to Bestie’s mother, as the rackets were passed around, “is that okay for inside?” “Oh, I”m sure it’s fine,”…

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Raising Boys: The Good, The Bad and the Ugly

I am the second of four girls who grew up in a house with one bathroom and one TV. When I was pregnant for the first time, people kept asking if I thought it was a boy or a girl. I kept saying “girl,” but about three weeks before Alex was born, I realized I…

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