Y Chromosome:

Evidently boys are born with an interest in all things male. Trucks, motorcycles, buses, boats, guns, sports.....an average morning commute with grant goes like this: mama! look! truck!......mama! bus!......mama! boat!....more boat!, more boat! (considering we're surrounded by 100-some miles of lakeshore, this boat thing is getting old. but, he does have the cutest minnesota accent when he says it)...mama! loooooook! trucccccckkkkkkk! yea, truck!!!!!!, more truck!!!, bus, bus, bus, look mama, bus!!!!!!!....you get the idea.

In addition, even though we have not demonstrated how a gun works, nor do we have any toy guns, everything pointy turns into a gun. and he can even make that pew-pew sound that goes with it.

and baseball....baseball rocks. G lifts his left leg and swings a pretend bat around the house, saying, Swing! Bat! He'll sit, yes SIT and watch a Twins game on TV. Ryan holds his right arm and helps him throw with his left...apparently that might make us rich some day...we're holdin' out for that....

and then....when all that boy stuff is over, he'll find a doll, kiss her, say "ni-night," lay her down in the stroller and proceed to take her for a calm little stroll...soooooooo sweet. "Mama, baby go ni-night, Mama hold baby?"

There is, thank God, a little X mixed in with the Y.

:the softer side