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Tuesday, May 9, 2006

Playing With Boys

Sorry to be sexist, but I think boys play sooo differently from girls. I am sitting here in my windowseat watching the puppies (Max and Ben) play. It is completely physical and lightly abusive. They smack at each other, say, “ha-ha!” like Nelson Muntz, grab at each other’s feet and pull one another to the (hard) floor. Usually it is Max who gets Ben, then he kisses him a little! Puppy love. My heart melts at their sweetness. I sit in a love-drunk stupor, a pile of sugary Mommymush.

When I was a girl, my sister and I only rough-housed when we were either truly fighting or playing “fight in the dark” with my boy cousins, Larry and Ronnie, who were our age, a little older. Sometimes other cousins were there. We would go into their parents’ bedroom, all get on the bed, shut the light, and who ever you would bump into you would wrestle. Totally innocent, I swear! It was pre-pubescent play. It was just pure fun, and sometimes a little painful, but nothing inappropriate. I remember getting hurt once, and crying to my dad, who said, “Well, you’re going to play with the boys, you’re going to get hurt sometimes.” I heard him, believed him, and went back for more.

As I grew older, I realized that truer words were never spoken, right girls? Yet my enjoyment of playing with boys has never dimmed.


I vividly recall my older sister Cathy (6+ years older) holding me down, removing my socks and stuffing them in my mouth as I struggled to escape. I probably deserved it and I still love her dearly, but it was hardly tea and crumpets sort of play.

— added by Pete Lyons on Tuesday, May 9, 2006 at 8:37 pm

mommymush? I love it!

— added by Kristen on Wednesday, May 10, 2006 at 12:43 am

Boys do play differently than girls – *generally* :o) Me? I was a total tomboy and wrestled and ran with the best of them. But usually, I see my boys are rough and tumble, while my friends with girls are more dainty – not from pressure… just happens. They can still be rough and tumble – usually when they are with my boys LOL.

— added by Jen on Wednesday, May 10, 2006 at 10:06 am

S. and T. (my sons) push each other around, knock each other over, usually come back for more, end up laughing over it. (T. is smaller and younger, but he’s built like a lineman while S. is built more like a safety.)

C. (my daughter) will get knocked over by one of them and start screaming. But she exacts her revenge — or maybe brings it upon herself — by repeating something over and over and over that drives S. up the wall. And she’ll scratch T. when he gets to be too much.

It’s interesting watching them all interact.

(S. is 5, C. & T. are 2 1/2.)

— added by Julia on Thursday, May 11, 2006 at 12:00 am

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