Some say boys are much easier to raise. I can see that. Girls have that PMS thing going on once a month and who wants to deal with that? Not me. It's bad enough I have to deal with myself. Plus, girls can be overly dramatic and cry a lot....wait. Maybe they aren't too different from boys. However, there is one thing that I probably wouldn't have to deal with if I had girls instead of boys. That would be hygiene. Being a girl myself, I know that girls like smelling nice. We love to take baths and soak in sweet smelling bubbles and make our skin feel smooth. No way are we going without brushing our teeth just in case our honey wants to steal a kiss. Hair, makeup, deoderant...let's face it. We are not going to face the day without looking good. My boys are different. They would wallow in their own filth and revel in it. Big Mac Attack has finally gotten to the point where HH and I don't have to nag him to take a shower every day and groom himself.
Doc and I have actually been tweeking with the idea of going on a date. I know. Totally weird. Not the idea of doing something romantic. It's the idea that we actually might have the guts to dump our offspring on some unsuspecting person. This has always been a hard decision for us to make. I mean, we do watch the news and let's face it, we're paranoid. That's probably why we haven't been on a real date that didn't include scarfing down our food as fast as we can and running back home to see if it's still standing and no one is bleeding. Just the other day, I asked Doc, "So, are we going out for Chinese tonight?" I was crossing my fingers mentally, chewing on my lip. I so wanted to be irresponsible. We haven't been on a date in forever and I was craving Chinese like crazy. I suggested that our 13-year-old son get a chance to hold down the fort for a couple hours. I even turned on my sexy voice and said, "We'll have our cell phone with