Living the Dream

What girl wouldn't want to live in a house full of cute boys?
They have weapons! And crackers! And a fort made of blankets and chairs!
I feel like Wendy Darling ...

I have grandiose plans for tomorrow's blog, but until I have an hour uninterrupted, I will share this: when I was young...in my 20's or so...I had a fantasy that I might live in a house filled with cute boys. (My libido was healthy for a woman of said age.) The fantasy came true, I have cute boys everywhere I look. And step.

So many cute boys that I try to escape them. But they won't let me.

Today I was free of them for a few hours. Naturally, for those few hours I had to go meet with a client and log in a couple of hours. (I work in the loosest sense of the word "work.") I came home with enough time to do dishes and balance the checkbook before heading out to pick them up and refill my house with cute boys.

Fun facts about cute boys:

* they are loud
* they mostly prefer to play with weapons (the plastic kind at this stage)
* these weapons include rocket launchers, guns, grenades, swords, nunchucks and knives
* I once thought any mother who let her sons play with toy weapons was misguided
* I was the one who was misguided
* cute boys turn Tinker Toys and Legos into weapons
* they also make a wide range of sounds to indicate shooting and exploding
* I should feel safe, defended by all these cute boys
* but they're defending me against imaginary bad guys and monsters
* and sometimes each other
* cute boys also eat a lot
* which requires a lot of work
* and a lot of cleaning up
* this is NOT what I meant when I was in my 20's
* but it's still kind of fun--in its own weird way

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