Big daddy and I sat at a table enjoying coffee. A large pane of glass separated our peace and serenity from complete chaos. The chaos of which I speak is happening in the large hamster type habitat for children to run amuck. Our silence is shattered as my youngest daughter runs through the door with my son following close behind. "WHAT DID I DO?!", he yells out in a desperate plea. Apparently my girl was reacting to a minor infraction committed on her brother's part. If I remember correctly, I think she felt ignored while he played with a new found friend.
This scenario got me to thinking about the differences between boys and girls. When my children were babies I had it all planned out. I would teach my daughters to be strong, not to overreact...they would be soft but not overly sensitive if you will. My son was going to be the perfect male specimen. He would be sensitive and extra thoughtful. I in my master mind planning was going to create the perfect balance in my boys and girls. I'm beginning to see that these differences appear to be hard wired in the genes of these little people. For ages men and women have struggled to understand each others complexities. Striking that delicate balance of understanding, love and everything in between.
I watch every morning as my girls lavish kisses and hugs on their dad. They follow him out to the car, wave good-bye from the window and pray for their dad's day. All these "butterfly kisses" are preceded by my son shouting a hearty, "BYE DAD ! SEE YA LATER!", as he carries on about his business. It amazes me to watch the differences, gives me a little more understanding into my own life...hmm..interesting. Needless to say, my masterful plan has been pitched to the wayside. I replace those plans with thoughts of guidance, and instruction. Maybe instead, I can help them learn to live with each other in helpfulness and harmony.
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