I have three boys. I live in a world of Thomas the Tank Engine, balls, bats, golf clubs, water guns, Nerf guns, ping-pong ball guns, laser guns, guns made of Legos, Legos, guns made of Tinker Toys, Tinker Toys, guns made of Lincoln Logs, Lincoln Logs, Bionicles, Transformers, Power Rangers and the guns that accompany them.
Things are pretty rough and tumble around here. At all times at least 2/3 boys are engaged is some sort of combat–hand to hand or mental warfare. There is kicking, throwing and punching.
At any given time there is a pick up game of hide-and-seek available. Treasure maps are made and treasure lost and treasure found. Elaborate “traps” are made to be triggered by brothers, girls (that has to be said with disdain) or the ultimate bottom of the food chain…babies.
Who are the Disney Princesses? Couldn’t name them.
Where are the Barbie shoes? Not in my vacuum.
Mommy can you paint my nails? No!
Last night we visited the land of Princesses, Barbie shoes and manicures. We went to dinner at a dear friend’s house who has three girls the same ages as the boys. We get together with them frequently and the kids have discovered Switzerland in the back yard. There is common ground. Cease fires are negotiated. Treaties signed. Boy-Girl world peace achieved.
After eating and playing their hearts out, there was a request to watch TV. Behavior had been stellar and the wish granted. At their house TV takes on a whole different meaning. No Transformers, Thomas, low-budget construction movies or Monster Truck rallies are represented. Instead they all settled down in front of Hannah Montana.
When it was time to leave Ryan (7) was in a trance. Mesmerized by this strange new world. Once distracted from this mysterious new experience he realized his error. When asked if he liked Hannah Montana, his response was a manly, “no way!” But the seed had been planted…
This morning, as every morning for the last 4 years, the TV turned on automatically at 6:30 to TLC (they show PBS kids shows in the morning). Sounds of Wilbur’s “moo, moo, moo” filled the house…
Along with an uprising.
An uprising?
Ryan stood and declared Wilbur and all TLC morning shows immature. Too immature for him. Those shows are for…babies *shudder*.
Let me get this straight. ONE exposure to Hannah Montana and suddenly he has reached the maturity level of a pre-teen girl.
Lord have mercy on me if he catches wind of the Cheetah girls…
I have a 5 year old girl–we are holding off on hannah montana as long as possible–but she already has the High School Musical bug–so watch out, we’ve met plenty of boys who like that as well.
Wow, I have 3 boys too but so far they’re still into Thomas, Spongebob, legos, etc. I don’t think they know who Hannah Montana is yet, although once one of them gave me a HM pencil as a present, but he said it looked girly and that’s why he thought I’d like it (me being a “girl” after all, lol). I don’t think he had a clue who it was.
We have had a few of the “I’m too old for this” comments, like the time I asked one of my 7-yr-olds if he wanted his blankie (at bedtime) and he gave me this look and with a sigh said, “Mama, it’s not a blankie, it’s a blanket” lol.
I dread the day when my own daughter discovers Hanna Montana. I’m keeping her carefully shielded from it. More so that I don’t have to watch than anything else.
That is too funny! I have all girls, and I don’t even know what I would do with a boy …
Funny, but anything that mixes things up a bit seems like a good thing.
Yep, those Cheetah Girls are the real wild ones! And so it begins…
I can’t stop laughing!!!!
Stay-at-home Daddy has to deal with that stuff. Except for this: I absolutely, positively FORBADE “Zoey 101” after she got knocked up. Don’t know how to justify it, can’t really articulate it, but NO WAY, JOSE! Thank heavens it’s only reruns.
I have two boys, 15 and 4, and they have both been exposed to Hannah and neither one of them like it. Now my 10 year old daughter loves her but not as much as High School Musical! Bradley was caught using a jedi light saber to cut off the Hannah Montana head on the poster.
It’s all Hannah, all the time around here. The Hannah wig, the Hannah PJ’s, cd’s, Dance Dance Revolution, just to name a few. And if it’s not Hannah, it’s definately High School Musical.
Hope you don’t think any less of me. 🙂