boys are dumb! ( and other wisdoms)

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When I was in high school (a year or 2o ago) my very dear friend Katie Hogan and I would often yell across the halls, or pass a note in yearbook to simply say "boys are dumb!" Most of the time a explanation was not needed, I could look at her face and see it.. BOYS ARE DUMB! It fit in many scenarios, referring to fellow students, boyfriends, teachers, or my dumb brother, one truth seemed to rise to the top and that was simply "boys are dumb."

I remember one particular lunch at Dairy Queen, (which was often Katie and I's choice of lunch spots, ) vowing that I would never ever get married, and couldn't even contemplate the thought of having sons. Why would I want to surround myself with boys... BOYS ARE DUMB.

This popped into my head tonight at the dinner table as my three sons spent a good 30 minutes debating on whether or not it was physically possible to lick your own elbow. Even though I still often shout "boys are dumb" in my head, I am so glad to have my boys. My life would be quite boring without them. (Perhaps even some days my daughter Paige would agree, nawwww probably not!)

I don't know if the true irony of this story is that I am surrounded in my life mostly by boys, even our dog smokey is a boy, and lemme tell ya boy is that dog dumb. Or does the irony lie in the fact that my dear friend Katie Hogan now has two boys of her own, and is also now my dear sister-in-law Katie Louchart. :)

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Angela said…
Oh, my goodness. I am SO there with you. So. There.
January 27, 2010 at 2:15 PM
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