Andrew is leaning slightly toward
the hopes of this next baby being a boy, so that
Breven will grow up to be manly. You know and not grow taking after his sister in barbies, tea, playing house and etc. I had to smile at the thought today because as I was cooking dinner I hear Kyla and
Brev in the play room playing house.
Kyla's Baby is crying and I hear her
explaining to
Breven that he/she/it need to be held, rocked, kissed and etc. Then I hear
Breven pretending to cry for his baby and smile because I know if Andrew heard this he would begin his correction process
immediately. I had to take a peek to see what "baby"
Breven had chosen. As I looked into the room
Breven holds up what he is rocking. It is a car he is holding, rocking and having it pretend to cry. He then explains "It crashed into a wall, Mommy." I
laugh because I can see in my mind exactly how it has been
crashed,
run over, flipped, stepped on, fallen off great heights, and basically
destroyed, (I have seen him do it before). And I suppose boy or girl, if I was his car, I would cry too.
You see Boys can play house too.