Reckoning Forces

Boys are a mystery to me.  Even boys that I have known for a long time (boys or men, if you prefer).  They like things like wrestling, and making toot noises with their underarms, and they innately understand sports.

I don't even like wrestling my laundry out of the dryer, I don't need to make extra toot noises (I'll just leave it at that), and I have to ask questions like,"What does it mean, the bottom of the eighth inning?"

While there is a great deal about this other species group males that I just don't get, there is also a great deal that brings me delight untold.  The strange things that boys do make me laugh so. 

Star Wars never fails to be a source of inspiration for seven-year-old boys, so of course there was an epic battle playing out right before our eyes at a friend's birthday party.  And clearly we witnessed highly trained, seasoned veterans who demonstrated great expertise and mastery of their skills.  Even with both legs chopped off, they continued their attacks upon one another.

May the force be with you.  And me.  For sure.

Comments

[Missy Jill]

Talk about brilliant writing!
You have to know my boys both just asked why you had OUR light sabers.

[Elaine]

Cute:)

[The Lumberjack's Wife]

I have never seen Star Wars.

And I'm ok with that.

[Mindee@ourfrontdoor]

Oh my goodness, Hayden had the biggest light sabre collection. He's just now outgrowing it, but he'll still happily play when the little guy next door challenges him.

[Megan (Best of Fates)]

Now I want to gather some large light saber collection and turn it into an art mural.

So I guess I'm definitely not a boy!

[JoAnn]

Oh my gosh! I'm the sixth commenter! Does this mean you have to pee now?

(visiting from the Lumberjack's wife, where your comment made me laugh)