Lisa writes: Some of you might have girls living in your homes. You probably call them daughters. How often have you thought about how their presence changes your life? I grew up among brothers, and then birthed only sons, a different taste of life.
Being a mother of sons means that:
You get a glimpse of what the man you made babies with must have looked like before you met him.
You discover that ESPN truly is a 24/7 channel.
You are straightening the house for yourself, and while others in your family may join, they are humoring you.
You may watch your sons engage in violence that sets your teeth on edge. Their dad calls it hockey, football or wrestling. Mother’s of sons call it a chance to get hurt.