In hubby’s quest to teach the boys to be men . . . I’m also learning more about the male species. As you already know this chic grew up in the burbs with a a sister so this country life with boys is totally unfamiliar. The things I’ve already learned are interesting to say the least, but I’m truly struggling with the bodily functions.
One thing I’ve learned that no matter how young a boy or how old a man burping and farting is funny. Why? It’s something that happens it all of us, but for the guys it seams no time or place is off limits. At the supper table or just in the kitchen is what gets on my nerves. I’ve tried and tried to have a no farting and burping zone, but I loose time and time again. Ugh!
Thankfully hubby agrees that we have to teach the boys manners, especially out in public, but that’s really the only support I have from him. Typical I know. However, like I said no time or place is off limits so if it’s a quiet release of air that seems to be ok. Ugh!
Now for the scratching, but here’s a funny story first. The in-laws live right across the pasture on the same farm we do and they have a fire pit. We all enjoy a fire in the pit so we can roast marshmallows and make smores, that is if I haven’t eaten all the chocolate. One evening hubby said, “Alright it’s campfire time where we can burp, fart and scratch ourselves.” My oldest thought is was funny and during the campfire he made sure to do all three. First came the burp, then the fart, and then he scratched his arm. All the adults just started laughing. The innocence of a child is so funny sometimes. To this day the boys think that scratching is just a simple scratch and we’ll let that go for now until they figure out the true scratching area.
Now as far as the scratching or even adjustment time is another annoying thing about boys and men, which is something I’ll never understand and I might as well let it go because I never will in this lifetime.
I know, I know . . . the saying goes if you can’t beat them join them, but I would loose every time so there’s no sense in trying. My sister-in-law on the other hand can hold her own in this area, but she had girls so there’s no “joining them” in her house.