The Joys of Boys

***AUTHOR'S DISCLAIMER - THIS POST MAKES REFERENCE TO PRE-PUBERTY ISSUES***

     I grew up in an all-girl household, aside from my mother's husband, who was the father of my two younger sisters.  So, when we had Teagan, I was literally at a loss for what I would be in for raising a boy.  Obviously, the early years were learning years.  You wouldn't think that diapering a boy would be so funny, messy, and frustrating.  The key here is to make sure you are not in the line of sight, otherwise you may end up the target. lol  For those of you who have boys, you know EXACTLY what I am talking about. 
     As Teagan got older, however, things seemed a lot easier than girls.  Boys love cars and trucks, and they don't come with accessories like shoes, dresses, evening gowns, day and night outfits, purses, luxury homes and cars.  So, basically, boys are cheaper than girls. :-)  Well, sorta... in the clothing department, boys are rougher on clothes, so they need to be replaced a lot more often than girl clothing does... unless you take into consideration that girls often like an outfit once or twice then decide they aren't into that anymore, and move on to another fashion, which could become costly. :-P 
     However... now that Teagan is getting older, I am starting to see just how hard it is raising a boy.  A few months ago, I took Teagan to his pediatrician for his yearly check-up, and his doctor asked me the most embarassing and perplexing question ever. 


 *****Please see disclaimer at the top before you proceed*****


     He says to me, "Has Teagan's testicles dropped yet?"  I looked at him strangely, and said, "Uh... yeah, I guess so?  I mean, they are just there."  Seriously?  How in the world would I ever know about that?  So, he informs me they have, but never went into why this was so important to even ask, and what the purpose of said dropping means.  So, asking my mom, who was just as clueless as I was (even though she grew up with two younger brothers), we went to the internet for answers.  Apparently there are conflicting opinions on this, but the majority opinion is that this is pre-puberty rearing its ugly head.  I was a little stunned.  He's only 8!
     However, I guess it must be true, because a few weeks ago, Teagan was supposedly using the potty before an outing, and I asked him what was taking him so long.  He says to me, "I'm looking in the mirror to see if I grew an armpit hair."  ROFLMAO  I nearly died laughing.  Apparently as far as Teagan is concerned, armpit hair is the end all to be all of manly coolness, but the thought of facial or "other" hair is completely appalling, and he isn't having any of it.
     Obviously, it's coming.  Never before has Teagan had an issue with helping out with the laundry.  But this morning, he got the laundry out of the dryer, and held up a pair of my underwear and asked me whose they were.  I told him they were mine, and he threw them at me and screamed, "EEEEEWWWWW!!!!!!"  That's new.  So, I guess he is entering the "Girls Have Cooties" stage, which is soon followed by the "Girls Are Cute" stage, followed by the "Girls Are Super Hot" stage, followed by the "Your Mother Will Kill You If You Even Think About Any Girl That Way Again" stage - my personal favorite. lol 
     Needless to say, the next few years, the pre-teenage years, and the teen years are going to be some very funny, very frustrating, very embarassing, very gross years to come.  I look forward to the experience, but I'm also very wary.  I don't know nothin' 'bout raisin' no boys!  I may not survive the teen years... If my posts abruptly stop around then, you will know why.