My boys and their toys!

When I first found out that my oldest child was a boy, I remember thinking "Yuck!! Boys' toys are NO fun!!". I remembered all the toys that I had as a child {Barbie, My Little Pony, Rainbow Bright} and had hoped for the day that I would be able to play with those really girly toys again.

After three boys, I am stuck playing with dump trucks, super heroes, dinosaurs and trains. With almost five years of playing with boys' toys under my belt, I have found that some aren't nearly as bad as other. I have actually grown to like dinosaurs, and for Christmas this year I found some really cute {age appropriate} super heroes for the boys to play with. After reading Aileigh's post about her son and his trains, I started thinking about how much my boys really LOVE their Geotrax trains.

I think Henry got his first set of Geotrax for his second birthday. We have slowly added to the collection, and Grant got a big addition {a few trains, a bunch of tracks, and a train table that 'Santa' made for him} for Christmas two years ago. Even though the trains are a relatively old toy, my boys still play with them almost everyday!! They love to build tracks and hook the trains together. Henry and Grant will spend hours in the playroom building and playing with their trains {with only a few whines, hits, and tattles added in just because they are brothers}. The boys have so much fun with their Geotrax, and Jason and I even like to set up the train track sometimes to see what all we can build!

I guess boys' toys aren't as bad as I though they would be!!

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{Not So} SUPER Cute Kid Questions!

Jason took off work today because we are finally getting our {oh so muddy} driveway paved. So while he stayed home with Eli {Henry was at Preschool}, Grant and I ran a few errands in town.

We hit the bank first and then headed over to Lowe's. I was looking for some roses to plant on our trellis {to replace the Carolina Jasmine that mysteriously died at some point last fall}. I decided on two pots of climbing roses and then headed to the check out, where Grant's {Not So} SUPER Cute Kid Question occurred.

The cashier was obviously {at least to me} a male....short hair, hat on, named Chris....but with a somewhat high pitched voice.

My ever inquisitive child asked:

"Is that a girl?"

Now, Grant said this as we were leaving the register, but he also said it loud enough that I know poor Chris heard him {along with two other customers waiting in line}. I was SUPER embarrassed, but I just kept on walking and didn't dare look back.