My son is just the funniest little thing. The amount of personality in that one little body never ceases to amaze me. And what's even more amazing is how much of a "boy" he is. Now, I know in our very modern, gender neutral world, we aren't really supposed to say things like that, but it's true, at least in the stereotypical meaning of the word "boy." Miles loves soccer, trains, airplanes, cars, digging in the dirt, throwing rocks, being outside all day long in ANY weather, and much to my intense horror loves creepy, crawly, scaly, creatures. I however, am the polar opposite of "boy." I am a girl's, girl's girl, and I don't make any apologies for it. I love make-up, dresses, nail polish, and shiny things. I like sidewalks and art galleries. Champagne and stilettos. Getting dressed up any day of the week for any reason what so ever gets me excited. In my mind, I am these things to my core. So, I cannot, or perhaps will not, change them. However, I will certainly have to adjust my slightly prissy ways.
Reason #1: We live on a lake, with lots of dirt and grass: There's weeds to be pulled, flowers to be planted, fish to fished, kayaks to be paddled, and all the generally fun things you get to do with a big yard and a lake
Reason #2: Miles wants to be playing down by the lake several hours a day or playing with sticks and dirt anywhere he can find it
Reason #3: Miles loves snakes (he really loves any animal, but it's disconcerting to me that he loves snakes).
Yes. Snakes. The one thing in the world I am actually dreadfully afraid of. When we go to visit the pet store, Miles and his father hold the snakes (as I hide in the corner with my eyes shut). When we play with his new play doe set, all he wants to do is make snakes, which he then proceeds to make slither around on the table. Oh my. Life with boys. But honestly, I love that my little son is breaking me a bit out of my shell. Or perhaps, he's just forcing my shell to evolve. Anyways, here are some photos of my Miles playing with play doe snakes, holding a turtle that his dad fished out of the lake, and kayaking with his dad.