God made the world out of His dreams
Of magic mountains, oceans and streams,
Prairies and plains and wooded land,
Then paused and thought,
“I need someone to stand…
On top of mountains, to conquer the seas,
Explore the plains and climb the trees.
Someone to start out small and to grow,
Sturdy, strong as a tree…” And so,
He created boys, full of spirit and fun,
To explore and conquer, to romp and run.
With dirty faces and banged up chins,
With courageous hearts and boyish grins.
When He had completed the task He’d begun
He surely said “A job well done”.
I will never forget the day my first son was born. I heard, “It’s a BOY!” and remember a rush of joy fill my body followed shortly by a jolt of fear. I had no clue what to do with a boy. I have one sibling, a sister. I already had a daughter. I knew every princess name, the best ballet studio and where to buy a frilly dress but I knew absolutely nothing about raising boys. And the thought of messing it up completely overwhelmed me.
I quickly learned how much my life would change by having a son. Not one, but now the mother of two amazing little men, I have learned to catch lizards, build forts and do a perfect cannonball. I have learned to ask big questions and be happy with small answers. I now know little things really don’t matter and it’s ok to make mistakes. They showed me anything can wait when it’s time to snuggle and say goodnight, and everything in life can be easier, more fun and less stressful if you slow down, stop taking everything so seriously and learn to get muddy and jump in puddles.
My boys, now 11 and 8 are growing up faster than the race cars they point out to me on the road. But one thing has never changed…their love for me. Never in a million years would I imagine having a “mama’s boy” adore me, but now I’m blessed to have two. They are truly the sweetness and joy of each day even when they drive me nuts. They are definitely more physically demanding, run me ragged, complacent with school work and argue over taking showers and brushing teeth, but there is something so simple about a little boy’s black and white mind that doesn’t hold grudges, resolves conflict quickly and never takes life too seriously.
My life truly is sweeter with little boys…frogs, snails, puppy-dog tails and all.