This darling boy

is causing me to lose my hair.

Literally.

And it’s not because he thinks driving his dad’s tractor with a brand-new attached wood chipper is a race car.  (I just don’t watch when he’s driving the tractor.  Or when he is using the wood chipper.)

 

And it’s not because he has to half-stand to brake the tractor. 

Though having a male youth in my home full of obsession with all things manly and dangerous minus manly wisdom and caution could be disturbing to some mothers, I just don’t think about it.

Really.  I’m cool with it.  Cool as a cucumber.

As.  Long.  As.  I.  Don’t.  Think.  About.  It.

This is one of those parenting areas that I have happily and clearly left in Sid’s domain. 

But still, as I first said, this darling boy is making me lose my hair.  Literally.  Just today, he says “Mom, I need one of your hairs for an experiment I’m doing with weather.”

Okay.  I don’t ask for clarification or details.  Because I learned a long time ago, when he was approximately 4 years old, that the workings of this male child’s brain is radically different from mine.

“The hair needs to be at least 8 inches long,” he continues.

Without question, I tilt my head toward him and let him take the hair from my head.

One thought on “This darling boy

  1. Hey, just found your blog, because you commented at the Ladybug Picnic. When did you change your blog to no longer require a password? My Google Reader was still setup to check your Hummingbird Hill blog. Now I’m setup to see all your blog updates!

    Love the clothesline post. I knew he disabled it long before you got to that part of the story! 🙂 All Gaskins think alike. As demonstrated also in the fact that the clothesline looks *exactly* like the one in Louis’s yard! 🙂 In fact, I’m going to guess that he “disabled” it not by unplugging it (that would be too simple), but by flipping the circuit breaker! 🙂

    Knocker

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