Boys are from Dogtown, Girls are from the Catskills
You’ve heard of “Men are from Mars and Women are from Venus?” Well, I have my own version for kids under five, it’s called “Boys are like Dogs, Girls are like Cats”.
You know when you leave a dog home all day (or for a week on a business trip) and come home, they are just darn happy to see you? Tail wagging, spazzing out eager just to see you and get some love? That’s my son. If I go on away for work, when I return, he’s not mad I was gone, he’s just stoked to see me. He just gives me that little gap-toothed smile and it’s like Cheers — I never left.
You know how when you leave a cat alone for a week and come back, they just kind of turn their nose up at you and show you their backside as they slink away? The animal is letting you know it’s not that simple. You left me, dude. You can’t just expect to waltz back in here like it’s all hunkey dorey. You’re going to have to earn back my affections. That’s my daughter. She’s almost four and it takes about five run throughs of Cinderella (I do get to play the Prince) or five trips for Flynn Rider up her Barbie Town House Elevator from start to finish to get back in her good graces. I will say, reconnecting with her is magical.
Her birthday is this weekend — and in celebration of her special little life I am doing a giveaway of Touchback. Download it, read it, and my hope is that you hug the ones you love just a little tighter than when you picked it up.
And to my daughter, aka The Bean, aka The Zeets, aka The Beanster Zeets, aka The Zeenster Beets, aka Rikki Ratone, aka The Wiley Zeets, aka Robbie Dee, aka Robinson Dawn — Happy 4th Birthday Little One! I love you!