Monday, September 10, 2007

Outnumbered at Home

I am outnumbered. I am a married mother of two, living in a house with three boys, including my husband. I don’t mind being outnumbered so much. I have never been much of a girly girl. I like that there isn’t a lot of preening and fussing over clothes and hair. Well, there wasn’t anyway until last year in kindergarten Jack decided he was in love. Heaven forbid he walk out of the house with one hair out of place!

But sometimes I am stymied by the tendencies of the boys in my life. I wonder if buying something pink and frilly and rubbing it on myself (or them) will cure me of the male-dominated household ailments (MDHA) that I suffer from. Having another female in the house would at least give me an ally when things are put to a vote. Right now, I count my dog, Shasta, as a vote for the female side since she is a female and would most certainly vote with me if she was able. But, that only puts me at two – still outnumbered by one. Come to think of it, her full name is Shasta Ice Princess, given to her by her original owner. I think I will lobby for her vote to count as two – anything with the word “Princess” in it surely should garner more weight. Then, all I would need is one more vote to take the majority. We have fish. Who knows how to tell the sex of fish?

So, welcome to my blog in which I will share with you some of my experiences of being outnumbered. These posts are not meant to be generalizations or stereotypes regarding the entire male population – just true accounts of what it’s like to be outnumbered in my house. Do you have your own accounts? Please feel free to share them.

1 comment:

the O'Neills said...

Other MDHA's I'd love to see you write about -
1) Super Hero Infatuation
2) The need for jumps/ramps/obstacles in order to have fun on a moving recreational toy (bike, scooter, skateboard, roller blades, ice skates)
3) Throwing Rocks - this can be summed up in one experience I had recently - we were at a park near a river bank with some friends - some with boys and some with girls. In order to alleviate the battle that usually follows the "we are leaving in five minutes" announcement, I promised to let my two boys throw rocks into the river for 15 minutes before leaving. Gavin ran to the river followed by Grant and a friend, Jack. While Gavin was giving Jack pointers on the proper wind up to gain distance and Grant was grunting with each rock thinking it would help with distance, Callie saw us from the playground. She ran over and began throwing rocks into the river as well, apparently assuming this would put her in the club, or possibly just to see what all the hype was about. After about 4 good throws, she looked at me with a rock in her hand and said, "Why are we doing this again?" I just laughed and said, "because they're boys, sweetie." She dropped her rock and skipped off, obviously catching on pretty quickly to the MDHA symptom and wanting to steer clear of it, lest it be contagious and rock-throwing actually become entertaining.
4)attraction to mud and water puddles - like magnetic pull to the North - it can't be avoided.