I love being a mom to boys.
I never thought I would. Growing up, my dad was the only guy in my life. Boys have always been weird and foreign to me. I was just getting used to living with a man (it was 3 years into our marriage, but still so much to learn about him!) when I found out I was having my first boy.
Oh, how I love my little man — Parker Thomas!
He is such a sweet boy. Spunky. Energetic. Stubborn. Cuddly. Affectionate. Smart. And without a doubt, All Boy.
He loves rough housing, building forts, knocking down towers, playing drums, trains, cars, motorcycles, planes, and always being loud.
He just recently has gained the patience to work on puzzles (see above) and enjoy books. Anyone who knows me knows that I am a puzzle and book addict, so these new developments make me so proud!
I still feel inadequate to keep up with him and his boyish ways, but it is so much more awesome (and fitting) than I ever thought it could be.
I love being his mom.
And now there is this guy. My new love — Nolan Scott.
I was totally, 100%, completely convinced he was going to be a girl. I was in shock when the ultrasound tech informed us otherwise. It wasn’t that I was disappointed, I was just so utterly unprepared for another boy.
But now that I am beginning to know him, I couldn’t imagine it being any other way. He is so sweet and patient. He’s still a hefty boy (11 pounds at his 3 week check-up!), but a little less stubborn and vocal than Parker was at this age. Who knows what kind of boy he will become?
I love our family of four.
I love saying “my boys”.
So I bought myself this book to celebrate the boy-hood that is flourishing in these parts. I am so excited to start making more boy clothes for my guys. I have all these visions of my boys wearing clothes that I have lovingly stitched together for them. Even though I know they will get worn and dirtied before I can say, “Don’t jump in that mud puddle.”
Because, after all, they are BOYS.