I am the very proud of momma of two really special little boys. Drake is four and a half (please, whatever you do, don’t forget the half) and Charlie just turned two. They are my heart and soul and my greatest source of worry and pride all rolled into one. As I navigate down this boymom road I’m constantly learning the best way to parent my boys – to let them be the carefree and curious boys that they are – while learning to be respectful and sensitive to others. Today I wanted to share with you some of the lessons I have learned.
Wild is Not the Same as Naughty
I think this is the single biggest tip I can give about raising boys. Being wild is not the equivalent of being naughty. Boys like to run and get dirty, and sometimes they have a really hard time sitting still. I can guarantee you that most of the time they are not doing these things to be naughty, but rather to get their energy out. We have a lot of friends who have little boys, and our house is often filled with four or more little boys running and chasing and jumping off the furniture. My boys (and most that I know) are actually very well behaved and polite, but just love to run wild and free.
You Will Never (Ever) Have Enough Food
I’m super scared of what my grocery bill is going to be when my boys are teenagers because the amount of food these boys can scarf down now is alarming. It is not unusual for me to have to make multiple trips to the grocery store in one week just to keep up with their grapes and banana addictions. I’m pretty sure that the days of ordering one pizza will be coming to a screeching halt someday very soon!
Finding Cute Clothes for Boys is Easier Than You Think
I love dressing my boys up like little men and take pride in the clothes they wear. I’ve had great luck finding cute boy clothes at Target, Baby Gap, Old Navy, and Crazy 8. The staples in my boys’ closets are vintage graphic T-shirts (especially superhero ones), cardigans, fedora hats, cute distressed jeans, and Converse or Toms shoes. Throw those things together and you have one stylin’ boy.
It’s Hard to Understand Little Boys until You Have Your Own
I know several people who have only girls and who look at me with eyes wide and tell me, “I just don’t know how you do it,” as my boys run wild, chasing each other and seemingly never slowing down. When people ask me things like that, I just smile, as I know I have a secret that they just don’t understand. To the outside world my boys look wild and crazy and loud and maybe even a little unruly, but to me they are my boys — the ones who cuddle and tell me I look pretty and hold my hand. The boys who love to snuggle up on the couch and read a book and who have taught me more about living with a free spirit than anybody else. I know just how special little boys are, and I’m so glad I was picked to have two of them.