Having a son means:
No tutu's or tea party's.
No baby dolls, princesses, glitter, or pnk.
No girl talk.
No dance or ballet.
No ribbons and bows.
No barbie and Ken, slumber party pillow fights, or ponies.
It does mean:
Dirt and rocks.
Blocks, legos, and cowboys.
Cars and trucks.
Sticks, mud, racing and no fear.
Toy guns and swords.
Frogs, snakes, and snails.
Soccer, baseball, bmx, and basketball.
Climbing and falling, and probably many trips to the doctor with broken bones.
AND I WOULDN'T HAVE IT ANY OTHER WAY
I love my crazy little man so much! I'm excited to see what life has in store for us! I love that I am his first leading lady, and he is my number one little guy!!!!!