Wednesday, November 7, 2012


Boy, n. a noise with dirt on it.

 "The poetry of the earth is never dead."
-  John Keats
 "Between the innocence of babyhood and the dignity of manhood, we find a delightful creature of a boy." Author: Unknown
 "Boys are found everywhere—on top of, underneath, inside of, climbing on, swinging from, running around or jumping to. Mothers love them, little girls hate them, older sisters and brothers tolerate them, adults ignore them and Heaven protects them. A boy is Truth with dirt on its face, Beauty with a cut on its finger, Wisdom with bubble gum in its hair and the Hope of the future with a frog in its pocket." Author: Alan Beck
"God made dirt, dirt don't hurt".

My boys are great! Dirt and Legos make them the happiest kids on the planet. So simple, yet so complex. Boys MUST get their hands dirty, feel the dirt, find ways to transport dirt, let it get in their hair, up their nose and in between their fingers. 

Legos transport their brains to other planets and imagination takes flight. I am always amazed at the creations they come up with "Mom, it's a space robot that turns into a ship complete with a gunner and a docking station" They can spend hours deep in concentration over what they make and never tire from it. I always have to call it quits "time for dinner, put the Legos away".... "Awwww Mommmm, just five more minutes PLLLEEEASSE???"

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