Yes, you read that right. Yes, I can plainly see how ludicrous that sounds, but it’s true.
When my son was born and the doctor shouted “It’s a Boy,” those were three of the best words I had ever heard in my life. We truly would have been just as thrilled had the declaration been “It’s a Girl,” but I am glad we had a boy first. Boys are awesome.
When my son was 10 months old, I started a playgroup with a group of moms with children in the same age range. Together we reveled in watching our children grow from parallel to interactive play, developing friendships both for our children and ourselves. We were happy and carefree. As the kids grew older, they began to have a great time together – boys, girls, all ages. These were my son’s best friends.