This is How We Roll

Red Ball at Underpass
Image by kendoman26 via Flickr

As much as I try not to, I am constantly comparing my daughter to my son. Not in a negative or positive way, mind you. Just in a factual “Hmm…she is the complete opposite of her brother!” way. I often find it hard to believe they are related.

Their different behaviors may be due to gender or genes. I don’t really care. I am not into debating it. I just find it hilarious.

For instance, consider the ball. It’s one of the simplest toys out there. You throw, roll, bounce or kick it. Fun ensues.

When my son was three years old, this is how “ball play” went down.

Him: “Mama! Play ball?”

Me: “Okay!”

We would immediately launch into ball rolling mode. Back and forth…back and forth…it was mesmerizing. He giggled. I giggled. We rolled. End of story.

My three year old daughter wanted to play ball with me this morning. And this is how it went down.

Her: “Mommy? Okay, let’s get a ball and roll it.”

Me: “Okay!”

Her: “No! Not the blue one, I want the ball with the princesses on it!”

Me: “Okay…”

Her: “Now, you have to roll it like this.”

Me: “Okay…?”

Her: “No, no, no! Like this! Not like that!”

Me: silence

Her: “Now I want you to bounce it once to me.”

I bounce it once to her.

Her: “In the middle! Not to the side! And it has to go like this, not like that!”

Me: sighing

Her: “Let’s get the blue ball instead.”

Me: “Okay…”

I roll the blue ball to her once.

Her: “Ah! GRRRR! You’re not doing it right!”

Me: sighing louder

Then, the ball playing ended. I’m not sure it actually ever began.

Are boys and girls different? At least in my house, without a shadow of a doubt.

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5 thoughts on “This is How We Roll

  1. I only have girls. THREE girls. Every day is like that! My husband is dreading puberty, and planning a third bathroom. After reading your bathroom post though, I may ask him to plan a fourth as well. One for each of us!

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