Boys vs girls
Trip Start
Unknown
1
4
86
Trip End
Ongoing
Where I stayed
Melrose Park apartments
So what's different between boys and girls? Here are a few of my observations.
If my granddaughter likes you she talks to you. If my grandson likes you he hits you.
If my granddaughter is upset she comes and cuddles you. If my grandson is upset he collapses on the floor unable to walk or talk.
If my granddaughter gets dressed she wants her shoes, underwear and accessories to match. My grandson is happy to leave the house without pants on. He recently went to a professional photo shot wearing a nice white shirt and snazzy checked shorts...teeming these with blue and orange 'Buzz Lightyear' socks in blue crocs. Fantastic!
And then there's the whole toilet thing. Girls you just sit on the toilet...problem solved. I took the 2 year old to the toilet, pulled down the pants and sat him on. Suddenly there was a fountain spurting up and wetting the front of his shirt. Panicked, I tried to adjust the 'nozzle' which then fountained all over his pants, the toilet seat and the floor. But the worst thing was the look on his face. He fixed me with his big blue eyes and a worried expression that clearly said "You're not qualified to look after me, are you?"
As a grandmother I still have much to learn.
If my granddaughter likes you she talks to you. If my grandson likes you he hits you.
If my granddaughter is upset she comes and cuddles you. If my grandson is upset he collapses on the floor unable to walk or talk.
If my granddaughter gets dressed she wants her shoes, underwear and accessories to match. My grandson is happy to leave the house without pants on. He recently went to a professional photo shot wearing a nice white shirt and snazzy checked shorts...teeming these with blue and orange 'Buzz Lightyear' socks in blue crocs. Fantastic!
And then there's the whole toilet thing. Girls you just sit on the toilet...problem solved. I took the 2 year old to the toilet, pulled down the pants and sat him on. Suddenly there was a fountain spurting up and wetting the front of his shirt. Panicked, I tried to adjust the 'nozzle' which then fountained all over his pants, the toilet seat and the floor. But the worst thing was the look on his face. He fixed me with his big blue eyes and a worried expression that clearly said "You're not qualified to look after me, are you?"
As a grandmother I still have much to learn.



Comments
I could add a thousand more differences between girls and boys, all accompanied by the "look" that you described which says "that is NOT how life goes".
Vivre the difference.
and whats wrong with Crocs?
I can't believe James can pick up those chess pieces!
I made that mistake once when I was looking after a friends 3 year old. I did have a change of clothes for him ... but not for me. I smelt like a tramp for the rest of the day.