Boys

I have been informed; nay, mocked for the amount of estrogen currently flitting around my blog. And I realized I need to be more mindful of my readership. I need not ostracize those who may not view life through pink-colored glasses.

My husband reminded me of this last night. We were happily driving along a scenic road and I commented on a sign I saw. I didn't give him context of what I was looking at and he was thoroughly confused. As he, of course, was paying attention to driving.

I said, "I assume you see exactly the same things that I see and therefore will know exactly what I see."

He replied, "That's true, but I see everything with a blue tint and you see everything with a pink tint."

Ah yes, that's right. I forget.

Anyway, in order to serve the boys, I decided to dedicate my post today to them and write about boy things. You know; frogs and bugs and...boy stuff.

So, here you are, boys. And you'd better appreciate it.


Frogs. That eat bugs. And baby mice. (I know, it's sad... I mean... yeah! Eat those mice!)









Scorpions. Scary creatures only boys like.








Fish and Skulls.









Uh...Napping. Napping is good. Boys like napping, right?









Grumble. Urgh. Grunt. Grrr. (That's manspeak for you girls who aren't aware.)