Boys and Girls, They Really are Different!!

And now, you are thinking. . . . . "Wow, what an epiphany she's having here." Brilliant. Yes, we all know that men and women, boys and girls, are wired differently, but sometimes I just get a kick out of the antics of my twins.

Take now, for instance, I am the happy host of six 5-year-olds--2 boys and 4 girls. The girls playdate started out calmly enough, upstairs making cutesy little flower pictures out of my stamps that have been collecting dust this year. . . . when, suddenly, one of the girls realizes there are BOYS downstairs. She then begins plotting with her fellow playmates about how they will sneak up and scare the boys.

Meanwhile, Davis and his friend are minding their own business (mindlessly, I might add, on the Wii--argghh video games), when they are rudely interrupted by giggling girls--but wait, do the boys actually care that the girls have just said 'Boo!' and got them? No, they are brainlessly glued to the T.V. screen.

Now, the girls come upstairs laughing and giggling about their antics. . . . . .they feel triumphant and begin to plan another 'attack.' This time, they will put blankets over their head like ghosts-- oh, the brilliance!! This ambush follows like the last. . . . .the girls are blissfully happy, while the boys really could not care less.And so it goes. . . . . .

On Friday, Eliza tenderly opened and read each valentine with generous comments, "Oh, Andrew gave me a Dora valentine. Nice. Oh, Michael's has a heart on it (giggle, giggle)." Davis on the other hand, rips off the candy and throws all paper products on the ground. Valentine? All this leads me to believe is that the hours I spent in fifth grade hand-picking out conversation hearts based on the recipient, was wasted. They boy that I liked never read the heart that said, "Kiss Me." He probably just threw all his candy in a pile and devoured it at random.