7 Reasons Why I Wish I Had a Daughter

           See this picture right here? This is exactly why I need a daughter! This is totally something I would say. Never in a million years did I think that I was going to have TWO boys. (I say it like I have twenty.) It just wasn't in the cards, or so I thought. I have four older sisters. FOUR. I mean, my Dad was cursed or something. Then I came into the world, my beautiful little self, all wrapped up in a cute blue blanket. My dad turned to the nurse and said "It's a girl, isn't it?" The nurse smiled and said "Yeah, sorry, we ran out of pink blankets". My poor Dad!

          Of my four sisters, three of them had kids. All girls. Six of them to be exact. Six nieces. And I have two boys? Did the curse switch right on over to me? Who knows. But there are so many reasons why a woman who has only boys wants a daughter. Here are mine.

1.) So I can play barbies. Ladies, if you aren't playing barbies with your kids...you aren't doing it right! So fun. I really have no idea who invented the millions of damn little green soldiers, but you can NOT play with them. I have tried! Dumbest toy ever. And have you ever stepped on one? SHIT. Worse than lego's!!

2.) TEA PARTIES!! I mean sure, I could probably get away with having a tea party with my son. Until his Dad finds out about it and leaves me. (He wouldn't really do that.) You see, in order to have a tea party, you have to dress up in your finest wardrobe. I'm talking feather boas around the neck, huge fake clip on earings, rings galore, hair all up in a crazy mess, tutu-s, the whole nine yards.  Invite over some teddy bears, maybe the barbies down the hall. Ask them if they would "like one lump or two" of sugar and you my friends...have yourselves a party!

3.) Hair. HAIR. Girls have hair. Boys do not. (Or in my opinion, Should NOT...no offense to all you weird Moms out there with boys who look like girls!) Long pretty locks to dress up every day. Sure, it probably gets old. Mothers of daughters probably cringe at the thought of having to "fix her damn hair" every morning, but I wish I could.

4.) Movies. I could sit down and watch Cinderella or Tangled or the whole damn collection of princess movies. No joke. Ask my Husby. He knows. I'll be on the couch trying to con Raylan into watching Tangled, "Say you wanna watch it, Raylan. Tell Daddy thats what you wanna watch!". He does and my husband will glare over at me, smile, and say "This is Mommy's favorite movie...". Haha!

5.) Pretty in pink. I love pink. I love purple. I don't mind blue's and red's and such, but I miss pink. I used to love dressing up my nieces when I would watch them. Searching their closet for the prettiest dress they owned. That's the stuff.

6.) Bedrooms. My boys bedrooms are "totes adorbs". (Totally adorable) I painted one blue and one gray. Raylan has his decorated in everything sports. The bedding, the walls, even his big football bean bag chair. I love it. Greysons is decorated in blues and grays. Baby themed yet, given he is only 5 months old. I just sometimes wish I could decorate a room in obnoxious pinks and whites with feathers and zebra prints, enough to make a grown man say "Holy shit, it's like hello kitty projectile vomited on every damn surface in here!". Yeah...that sounds about right.

7.) Because I am one. I get the girl thing. I understand them better, most of the time. I really have no clue what I am doing with my three year old half of the time. I never took care of a boy child at this age, not for long amounts of time anyway. Should he still be sitting on the potty or standing? Hell if I know. Is he supposed to "push it down" when he sits? Hell if I know. Is he really supposed to go around killing imaginary things with the toy guns I never should have bought him? Hell...I just don't know. I know what girls can do and should do. I am one. Easy enough.

Will I ever have a girl? Probably not. At this rate, I am not sure I want three kids. I know I damn sure don't want a mini van. Are these 7 reasons- reason enough? There are plenty more reasons, but these are the most adorable. A girl can only dream. But I sure do love my boys. They are sweet little devils. I wouldn't trade them for anything in the world. I have learned so much from them and will continue to for the rest of my life. The End...

Bless This Damn Mess ;-)