Tackle, Tackle
I don抰 know how people raise daughters because I have 2 sons. In my in-sanest moments, I have thought about having a daughter and have entertained thoughts about rushing into Toys扲us straight to the Barbie doll section.
My preoccupation with daughters is short-lived. Then I become sane all over again ?I must be out of my mind thinking about having another child! No way, it抯 totally
corset tops, absolutely, positively, undoubtedly out of the question. I do love babies. Oh, how I do love them. Pinching cheeks is not one of my favorite things to do an infant but I sure do love the feel of their feathery skin that is layered with fine, fine hair. I can抰 resist touching their bums like a lunatic.
I am quite sure daughters are fun. Sometimes I watch other mothers fuss with their daughter抯 hair and I look at Joshua and Jared and think to myself, 揧ou think daddy will still love them if I leave their hair long so that I can tie them in braids and put ribbons on them??My sons are pretty pretty, if I do say so myself but I don抰 think they抎 like me to dress them up as girls.
I tried.
Dressing my boys as girls
Joshua already knows the difference between girls and boys ?after the countless number of times we抳e broached the topic, how could he NOT know??? The times when we laughed till we were rolling around in unabashed ##########ness in the bathroom because he thought I dropped my penis? Classic case of ###### education gone folly. Jared, in the meantime, kept lifting up the skirt to see where the pant is one time I dressed him up as a Cinderella. I guess, it抯 not going to work.
My confusion and problem on dealing with little girls started when I realized that I don抰 know how to buy pretty dresses and fancy head gears for girls. Mind you, although I DO have a critical eye out for fashion faults, I am not a very good dresser. I prefer the slip-on-and-go-and-don抰-feel-like-I-am-wearing-anything-at-all types of clothes. If I had to insomuch as zip, button, snap-on, clasp or buckle anything, I抎 feel like dressing was too much of an effort. Naturally, being the 慶asual dresser?that I am (my family members refer to it as 憇loppy?but I object), I find myself in a mental maze whenever I have to buy gifts for girls. And in this month itself, there are two. One is for my 9-year-old cousin (being 32 this year, I have a pre-puberty cousin? Yes, I do. So, sue me) and another is for my niece, who抯 turning 3 this month.
Birthday present problem
For my cousin, I was thinking about buying soft toys because it抯 hard to go wrong with soft toys. I mean
corset tops, doesn抰 everybody adore soft toys anymore? But no, I decided against it. I went into the clothes department to get her some fairy costumes, a princess crown or glass slippers
bra inserts,
whatever! But it occurred to me that I didn抰 know how to pick out female clothing at all. Then, I jogged myself into the stationery department, thinking of getting her a school bag. Boy, a school bag? How boring can I be? So, off I go again, into the books department this time. And I got her something that I don抰 know whether she will like or not ?but I am quite sure it抯 hard to go wrong with books. Furthermore, I know I would have loved to get books as a present if I was still 9-years-old. Granted the fact that I was a major bookworm at that time.
It抯 even worse for my 3-year-old niece ?I went from one department to another, shopping mall to shopping mall for days on end. Up till today, I come home empty-handed, wide-eyed and clueless. What in the world do you buy for a 3-year-old girl who already has everything she can ever wish for?
揃ah!?to girls.
Tackling
Another thing that bothers me is that I tend to be a little?erm?adventurous and wild with my kids. They抮e boys, so, they naturally like to roughhouse a little and jump, hop, skip, run, hide, scare?tackle each other. And being a good mom, that抯 precisely the kind of games that I play with them. I tackle them to the ground, wrestler-fashion, knocking my knuckles into their skull
corset tops, digging my fingernails into their backs and sides, biting into the butts, pushing their heads into pillows?.
When my nieces come into the room and take one look at the kind of games that we抮e playing with each other, they have 2 different reactions. One, they gape at us. Two, they want to join us but is afraid to. I remember playing the roughhousing game with one of my nieces, throwing her up in the air the way I throw Jared. She went stiff like a baseball bat in the air and when I caught her back into my arms, she looked like she was going to barf! Her face was green and her lips suddenly had cracks on them.
I gingerly placed her back on the floor and she sped out of the room.
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ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Marsha Maung is a freelance graphic designer and copy writer who works from her home in Selangor, Malaysia. She loves nothing more than blowing bubbles in the park with her 2 kids, Joshua and Jared and considers getting her hair yanked while playing horsey. To her, it抯 a privilege she treasures. She is the author of "Raising little magicians", and the popular "The Lance in freelancing". More information can be found at
http://www.marshamaung.com
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