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What About the Girls?


"Boys will be boys."
"He's all boy."
"He's a typical boy."
"Oh, he's just being a boy."

But what about the girls? 
The girls who jump and kick and wrestle and head butt?
The girls who like bugs and dirt and bikes?
The girls who could climb before they could crawl?
The girls who can run nonstop for a solid 26 hours, without a yawn?
The girls who defy and yell and fight back?
The girls who play with animals and trucks and lick everything?
The girls who fight sleep and dream up dragons and monsters?
The girls who can bust a wooden baby gate by sheer force?
The girls who can name all the toys in Daddy's box?

I wonder because those are my little girls? They also love dresses, shoes, babies, nail polish, kisses and purses. But let me tell you, they can be WILD! So, when they do the crazy things that are just expected from little boys, what are they then? 
Are they brats?
Are they being bad? 
Are they heathens? 
Are they acting like boys?

There's no term to excuse a little girl acting crazy, is there? But, I think they are just being kids! I love how adventurous and free spirited my girls are. They exhaust me to no end, but I love them. I have heard this week how much like their father they are; curious, active, fearless, and stubborn. And this worries me because their dad grew up being too much for even a typical boy. He was called a "bad boy". They are not bad girls! They are sweet and compassionate and polite. I don't want to hear anyone call my own children or any other children bad. They are just learning. And little girls need as much room to learn as "typical" little boys.




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