Girls are mean

[squarey]

So my son is 7. He wears his heart on his sleeve.
He's the kind of guy who smiles in his sleep and laughs all day long.

There are two little girls who live across the street. Not sisters, one lives to the right of us, the other to the left. They are 7 and 8. So, my son of course loves to play and loves to play with them.

Well - girls are mean. And

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[western_skies]

Hahaha, well played, Mom. Maybe not the approved method, but one of the truest indicators of how much you love him.

And yeah, girls ARE mean. I *am* one, and I still think so.

[squarey]

Yep. I have a daughter as well and was pretty intimidated when I was at the appointment for the sonogram and I learned I was to have a baby girl. Something about mother's and daughters - so complex.

BTW, I enjoy reading about your freshman year in your journal. I don't comment often, but I do smile all the time or nod out of a feeling of familiarity.

[western_skies]

'Bout as complex as it gets, yeah.

I'm glad you're getting some enjoyment out of it. I do aim to please! =P

[lozziecap]

~nods sagely, as mother of a seven year old boy and an eleven year old girl~

yes, yes yes. I recognise all of this.

You and I were little girls once, too. Have you found as I have that the experience of parenthood brings out all your worst childhood behaviour traits?

[squarey]

I think I was the geeky outcast girl that hung out with boys (well, actually I hung out with/ was a tag along to my brother and his friends). I didn't "get" girls when I was a girl... my first "girl" friends were in my 20s. I have tons now... but as a kid and a teenager my close friends were guys.

I know that soon the little girls across the street will probably act weird with my son because they "like" him, but he's just a guy, and he totally won't get that either.

You can see I say above that I have a daughter as well. And she is all girl. And she confuses the hell out of me.

And, yes, parenthood brings out some strange stuff. I love laughter. Good thing, because I'm laughing at myself constantly.

[squarey]

Hilarious scene.
Certainly - that'll show'im.
Except I was so horrified by my display of little girlishness I took the list down...

I completely know what you mean about "girl things".
I've been a tag along to my brother and his friends my whole life.
In my 20s I started acquiring girls as friends and now I have a few, and a few that are fairly close. They laugh and laugh at me when I call myself a girly girl. I have to laugh at that as well. I mean I can tie bows (my mom is very crafty and I gained some through osmosis) and I am handy with hair (I competed horses all my life and learned on manes and tails) and I actually wear skirts to work pretty much every day (I'm hot blooded and skirts are cooler than pants). So, I've got the girl trappings (sort of). But, the way I think and feel - not so much girly girl.