I'm surrounded by boys, and sometimes ...
Sometimes, after spending all day cooking, I wish they would linger over the meal and not wolf everything down in two seconds.
Sometimes, I could do with less wrestling matches in the house.
Sometimes, I'd like someone to go to the mall with me and not act like they're being tortured.
Sometimes, I would like to watch a Saturday afternoon movie instead of basketball, football, or golf.
Sometimes, I get tired of tripping over size 12 sneakers all over the place.
Sometimes, I wish for something pink in my house.
Sometimes, I'd like to walk into a clean boys' bathroom.
And sometimes ... sometimes when they sing in the shower, or lean over my shoulder to see what I am writing, or kneel as we pray together as a family, or show me their latest essay, or plant a sloppy kiss on my cheek ... then I think I wouldn't have it any other way.