Sep 09, 2008
My sister has two sons and I have two daughters. My nephews are 15 and 13 and my children are 15 and 11 so the kids have pretty much grown up together, we are very close. When the children were smaller I remember sitting smugly with my precious angels playing quietly nearby or sitting lovingly on my lap as my nephews bounced off the walls, crafted weapons of mass destruction from any nearby object or were rushed to their weekly ER visit. I quietly thanked the Lord above for blessing me with little girls because although I loved my nephews I was certain I could not handle their high energy and dare devil ways. Fast forward several years, my how the tables have turned. Now I live in a hormonal hell. I have a pre-teen and a teen and the tears flow freely in this house. There is always some crisis, some perceived slight, there are too many mountains where mole hills should be and I won't even get into the friendship dramas that happen between girls. Oh how I envy my sister. Yes, her food bills are higher and there is always a tush protruding from the fridge but she doesn't deal with the drama....oh the drama. I wonder if she knows how lucky she is to have boys.