There are things about it that I assume I will never understand. It makes no sense in my world how brothers can be torturing each other in one moment and defending one another in the next. I would prefer to hit the fast forward button though the torture and pause the defense.
Another thing I don’t seem to understand is brotherly boundaries. In one moment a boy can be screaming at his brother about privacy and running alongside him through the house in underwear screaming “Superman!” the next. I would prefer to mute the screaming and hit record for the running show.
Yesterday we were all sitting around talking and it occurred to me that Reid was 6, yet we had heard nothing from him about impending Tooth Fairy visits.
Me: Reid, do you have any loose teeth.
Ryan(8): He doesn’t have any loose teeth.
How do you know?
I stuck my hand in there last night and didn’t feel any.
He let you stick your hand in his mouth and feel his teeth?
Yes! We are brothers.
What does that have to do with anything?
Well, he lets me spit in his mouth so why wouldn’t he let me wiggle his teeth?
Good question.
I don’t understand brotherhood.I don’t understand brotherhood.
There are things about it that I assume I will never understand. It makes no sense in my world how brothers can be torturing each other in one moment and defending one another in the next. I would prefer to hit the fast forward button though the torture and pause the defense.
Another thing I don’t seem to understand is brotherly boundaries. In one moment a boy can be screaming at his brother about privacy and running alongside him through the house in underwear screaming “Superman!” the next. I would prefer to mute the screaming and hit record for the running show.
Yesterday we were all sitting around talking and it occurred to me that Reid was 6, yet we had heard nothing from him about impending Tooth Fairy visits.
Me: Reid, do you have any loose teeth.
Ryan(8): He doesn’t have any loose teeth.
How do you know?
I stuck my hand in there last night and didn’t feel any.
He let you stick your hand in his mouth and feel his teeth?
Yes! We are brothers.
What does that have to do with anything?
Well, he lets me spit in his mouth so why wouldn’t he let me wiggle his teeth?
Good question.
I don’t understand brotherhood.
There are things about it that I assume I will never understand. It makes no sense in my world how brothers can be torturing each other in one moment and defending one another in the next. I would prefer to hit the fast forward button though the torture and pause the defense.
Another thing I don’t seem to understand is brotherly boundaries. In one moment a boy can be screaming at his brother about privacy and running alongside him through the house in underwear screaming “Superman!” the next. I would prefer to mute the screaming and hit record for the running show.
Yesterday we were all sitting around talking and it occurred to me that Reid was 6, yet we had heard nothing from him about impending Tooth Fairy visits.
Me: Reid, do you have any loose teeth.
Ryan(8): He doesn’t have any loose teeth.
How do you know?
I stuck my hand in there last night and didn’t feel any.
He let you stick your hand in his mouth and feel his teeth?
Yes! We are brothers.
What does that have to do with anything?
Well, he lets me spit in his mouth so why wouldn’t he let me wiggle his teeth?
Good question.
I don’t understand brotherhood.
boys…I had three younger brothers growing up. Some of the stuff…I don’t get it either.
I am laughing loudly right now because just the other day I had to stop my kids from moving on from leg wrestling to arm wrestling to thumb wrestling to TONGUE wrestling. I told them the last was gross. They, personally, couldn’t see why.
Yup…spit in the mouth is gross, alright…
Can’t wait for my boy to have a baby brother…yikes,
they will be @ 5 years apart…imagine the trouble they can get into in the future!
Thanks for the laugh. Pax
YES! They’ve been killing each other then begging for sleep-overs in each other’s rooms!
Had to pause for a moment to regroup after the ‘spit in his mouth’ comment. Another truism: there is no end to boys’ grossness.
Great post! As a mom of boys this all felt very familiar.
I guess it makes sense – after all, how many more germs can there be on the hands?
Brothers spit in each others mouths? No wonder boys have cooties!
I was so mean to my brother, gave his so many stitches. Then he didn’t wear braces, and I had them for five years.
Now, i’m perfect, of course. 😉
I don’t get boys at all. I’m glad I have a daughter. Girls can be two-faced but it makes sense to me. Catty bitch.
LOL. I don’t think it changes much over the decades either. (I been just missing you in Twitterville the last several times.)