The Boy and His Friend

This is how the day ended yesterday:

The boy and his friend taped this up to the boy’s bedroom door. I’m have to confess, I’m confused as to what should concern me more, the level of spelling or that I’m apparently viewed as a girl. Sigh. At least I get some kind of exemptions status, for whatever that’s worth.

The lass isn’t one to take such matters lying down. After this sign was crafted, she came down the stairs and asked my how to spell “No boys allowed. Only Dads.” At least I was a boy again- and still retained my exemption status.

These amusing hijinks followed pretty much an entire day of the three of them getting along. They started the day off with the Wii. But I limited their time on it and they came to regret starting the day off on the Wii because I didn’t allow them to play it anymore after they were done. It wasn’t a great day, weather-wise, but it wasn’t raining and there was no reason they couldn’t go outside.

By the end of the day they’d played a couple of games of checkers, hide-and-seek, tag, a brief round of trying to get behind me so they could slap my rear (they didn’t- even when they tried the obvious head fake that the game was “over” while quickly walking around me for another shot), played in the sandbox and some kind of game where the object was to get the kid on the floor to roll over onto their bellies from their back. So it ended up being a pretty full day for them. Along the way the lass helped me prepare some dinner. That gave the boys a chance to hang together without the “third wheel.”

But the highlight of the day was definitely the sign. Good to know that the eternal struggle between boyz and girlz will continued to be waged by the next generation.