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Boys are odd creatures. Yes, they are. Don’t try to deny it. Let me explain. i took both my boys shopping today. (Yes i know you know i detest shopping. i had no choice in this. Anyway, that’s a different blog post. ) Boys, make odd noises. They were talking, and they would accent their conversation with these strange vocalizations. i can’t even begin to describe them. Is there a gene, or other chromosomal anomaly that enables the male vocal chords to do that? i tried hard to just listen and not react. It was fascinating. Truly. Boys, they smell. They do. i know for a fact that both these boys showered. This morning. But, they’d walk past me to see something on a shelf and there was a whiff of...something on the breeze. It wasn’t that it was unpleasant, but it wasn’t roses and lilacs either. It was just “boy.” Boys, show affection differently. Now granted these are not boyfriends or lovers, they’re brothers, and that’s its own kind of relationship. And these brothers are 6 ½ years apart in age. The physicality of their affection startles me still. Shoulder punches, high fives and fist bumps that resembled an MMA fight, shoving, headlocks. At one point, i was concerned about the glass jars and bottles on the shelves at the store. But these boys were aware of where they were and this tussling affection was measured and controlled. And the name calling! Oh good heavens! If i didn’t know any better i would have thought they didn’t like each other. Boys, though, still surprise their mom. They found a movie they both wanted, neither had enough to get it. They agreed to split the cost. In a most satisfying and adult way. It was an affirmation that they do like each other. Even if mom doesn’t understand them! Yes, boys are odd. It’s a good thing that they grow up. Or do they?