When my boys were little I just knew I had gotten it right having boys. Now don’t get me wrong, I’m a woman, I love girls too. But having been a girl I knew that hormones and girls were not always fun. I figured that with my boys I had escaped the mood swings of teenage girls. Life, as always, gets the last laugh. And boy is life laughing.
My boys are good, they listen and behave for the most part. However, if someone had told me teenage boys were just as sensitive as teenage girls, I would have bet my life that it wasn’t so. And so I learned a valuable lesson, ALL teenagers go Jekyll and Hyde, and over hair at that.
If you have curly hair you know what I am talking about. You simply can’t use a brush on it, it has to be a comb or a pick. But if you’re 16 and the pick and comb can’t be found, it is just as big a deal as losing your car keys when you’re already late. After tearing the entire house apart searching, my son came to me in tears, horrified that he would have to use a brush (we don’t even own one). But don’t fear son, Mom knows what to do! Wet your hair and use your fingers… Never in a million years would I have guessed that this would be a situation that I encountered with my boys. Live and learn, boys are just as sensitive as girls. And be glad that it wasn’t a more serious problem, although it was definitely serious to him.