I concede

I have a new calling. It's not that big of a surprise to me. I am a co-teacher for the CTR 5's. There are about ten kids, 8 of which are boys. They were crazy...During the break between sharing time and class time we had a bathroom run. While kids were in the bathroom, three of the boys decided to make shapes out of their bodies. They laid on the floor and connected their legs and heads to make a triangle. There was so much noise and laughter during the lesson that I am not sure what we talked about. I was too busy telling kids to get out from under their chairs and moving myself between them. In the meantime, the sole little girl left (one of the girls went home) was sitting quietly in the corner, all prim and proper. There were a few flashes of the girlie panties but other than that, she was quiet and cute. She had cute little comments and rose her hand for each question. I just wanted to hug her and pinch her little cheeks she was so cute.

Now, it's no secret that I am in love with little boys. They are funny and full of life and emotionally easy. Yet, perhaps I can give you a little peek of what our house looks and sounds like this morning: I woke up this morning to banging on the wall at 7:00 AM followed by loud laughter. A few seconds later I hear them act like dinosaurs, growling at the top of their lungs. Ten second later they began playing bad guy-good guy Kung Fu in our living room. Then they ran into the kitchen with their stuffed animals and yell to me, "Mom, we are having a dance party in our living room for our animals!" (Why they have to yell it to me I don't know). There has been body slamming and ear piercing screams as they try to keep their stuffed animals from Eli. They have raced around the house pushing each other on their car and played/pounded on our piano while singing Book of Mormon stories. They have been jumping in the crib. So much laughing, so much noise. Mostly good noise. I don't think they have stopped yelling, screaming, laughing, growling, talking, since the minute they woke up. At breakfast we had to tell them, "We love those happy voices today but can you make them a little quieter?"

With all the action in our home this morning and after watching the obvious differences in the boys and girls in CTR 5, I have to concede that maybe little girls aren't so bad after all.