I always dreamed of having a house full of boys. I just knew it was in my "cards." I even tried to argue with the ultrasound tech each time she told me I was having a girl. I really, really wanted boys. I can now say that I wouldn't have changed things in my life at all. I love my girls and the things they have taught me. I have loved experiencing hair bows, princesses, twirly dresses, playing dress up and painting fingernails. I love shopping for cute clothes, watching them become young ladies and look forward and pray for the relationship with them that I have with my own mom. I LOVE my girls!
But...I finally have a little boy and absolutely adore him. It has been as wonderful as I thought it would be. He wears me out and sometimes makes me want to pull out my hair, but he's awesome! I know I am in for the ride of my life with him, but I'm looking forward to it.
One of the things that I used to dream about was playing trains with my "boys." When I was young I would see movies or departments stores that had those suspended train tracks around the ceiling and just swoon. I'm not sure why I've had a fascination with them all these years. Maybe its that they just seemed so "boy" to me.
Imagine my surprise and utter excitement when Ella discovered Thomas the Train as a toddler. It was an immediate love and Thomas became a permanent fixture in our home for more than a year or so. Princesses won out, but I had so much fun during the train stage. When Lucy came along and was old enough we brought out the train stuff for her, but she never took to it like Ella.
Recently Jack discovered my big Rubbermaid box of trains and tracks and it has been decorating the floor of our play room for the past two weeks. We wake up playing with "Choo Choo" and go to bed with the same. We are having a blast and I am thankful to have my boy moments with Jack.