The four in FourAgainstTwo stands for four girls. The only boy in our family, save our three dwarf hamsters is my Hubby and to show respect he is a Man not a boy.
I have often said that God knew what He was doing when he gave me girls. Boys scare me a bit. I’m not sure how I would have parented one, or more than one. I know that I would have learned on the job of course, but I still believe that with my anxiety that girls fit me better. I am amazed when I watch my nephews or my friends’ boys play. They play so different than girls. More movement, less talking, less drama and a lot more rough play! My one regret with not having a boy is not being able to have some really cool birthday parties. I would have loved to have had a Pirate Birthday party with a treasure map activity.
My youngest Elle has allowed me to glimpse into the land of boys. She is my Star Wars fan. Thanks to her I can go into the boys section in search of Darth Vader shirts and R2D2 pajamas. I also find twigs, dirt, rocks and bugs in her pants pockets when I do the laundry. She will wear the same undies for endless days as well as socks if I don’t watch her. All of these things are things that I have heard are “boyish”.
Elle is also a pack-rat-slob. I feel bad about this attribute as she got it from me and I got it from my dad. It’s a family gene. The other day I was gutting her room getting rid of the millions of items she has tucked away and I found this:
Chewed bubble gum. Saved for later. Yucky, but funny. Very funny. Just don’t tell her I told her so.








I was taking a bit of a nap today (I bribed Meg to watch Elle while I layed down) when Elle wandered up to my room (Where was my paid help?) and asked me if I was hungry. I told her no, I was fine and she said,”If you were hungry I would make you food.” I of course told her that I was hungry and she could make me food. She ran off and I went back to resting.

