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I love boys.  I love the energy, the rough and tumble, the need to show manliness in even the littlest tyke.  Granted, at any given moment, the very same things that I love can drive me absolutely batty.  But that has nothing to do with the boys.  It has everything to do with me.

Just when I think I have my boys figured out, they do something else that throws me back to square one.  Boys are just a big puzzle really.  And the tricky part to this puzzle that is BOY is that there is no picture on the front of the box to base the piecing together by.  The biggest hint I have is to look at my husband.  He’s my only clue to what my boys’ puzzles are supposed to look. 

Piece of the puzzle by Inge Pettersen.Some pieces are easy to put together.  Others – not so much.  Some I have a heads’ up regarding thanks to moms of other boys who have bestowed their wealth of knowledge on to me.  Some of those pieces included the fascination of all things related to bugs, dirt and noise. 

The past couple months have introduced a new piece to the delightfully fun puzzle of BOY. 

Mismatched pj’s.

My boys have decided that a perfectly matched, color coordinating pair of pj’s is not manly in the least.  I’ve tried several things to discourage this way of thinking.  I am female after all and every possible action must be taken to match whatever can possible be matched.  And if not matched then at least color coordinated.  So I’ve refolded the pj drawers ad nauseum.  I’ve also tried rolling the matching tops and bottoms together so all they had to do was grab a rolled bundle and head to the shower.

Nope.  My boys go to extreme measures to continue their manly fashion statements.  They purposefully separate whatever I have carefully and securely placed together and mix and un-match to their hearts’ content.  That leaves me flabbergasted.  It’s a small detail to be sure.  I don’t thinkit’s anything that’ll spark a life of crime in 15 years… right?!  If I’m wrong please let me know ASAP.  I’ll go back to stuffing their little arms and legs into their matching shark top and bottoms in a heartbeat.  But as a female, I just don’t get it

But I love not “getting it” sometimes.  It amazes me how different God has created us.  It’s one thing to see the differences in a grown man and a whole other thing to see the in-ate differences that boys just are… from the very beginning.  I love it.  How can you not?  I don’t understand moms out there who strive to stifle the manliness in their boys.  Some are oblivious to it and others do it on purpose. 

Don’t get me wrong, I want my boys to be sensitive to the needs around them.  I want them to always be looking for the underdog and seeking to include those left out. 

But at the same time, I don’t want to raise men who’d rather sit back and let others jump into action to protect the weak, who won’t stand up to injustice and who don’t strive to show, through their own actions, God’s love to everyone.  I want to raise men who aren’t afraid to lead their families and put their foot down with their own children.

So Hubby and I do our best to filter through those puzzle pieces… tossing the ones that don’t belong in the pictures of what we hope our boys will become and carefully matching up the pieces that do.  Some pieces are too random at this point to connect with any of the others we already have.  But we know they belong because they simply ARE Boy

Pieces like mismatched pj’s.

It’s here ladies!  Go ahead and post us some loverly photos of yourself trying out a new lipstick today!  Link up anytime during the next 24 hours.  Tomorrow I’ll provide a new post and Mr. Linky so we can keep each lipstick/day separate.

If you don’t have a blog, please send me an email lifessignatures@yahoo.com with your photo(s) and I’ll be sure and add them for you. 

We want to see every one of them!  Even if you think they are horrendous!  We’re all stepping out of our comfort zones here so you won’t be alone.

I’ll be back later today to share my first new lip color.  Right about now I’m just hoping I can figure out how to take a picture of myself so I don’t have to endure Hubby’s tortuous teasing if I have to ask him to take one for me…

UPDATE:

Alright ladies (or guys if any of you dare to even lurk), here’s my new lips for today.  I tried Paradise Pink lipstick with Pink Diamonds lip gloss. 

  

Whatcha think?  I have to confess, I tried this the other day.  I just couldn’t help myself.  And I was wearing pink when I did.  I did like it a lot more then than I do today.  I think I’ll end up getting these ones so that I have a pinkier color to go with my pink tops (I’m normally a very neutral lip color wearer).  Here I think I look a tad too eighties… nice and bubblegum pink!

I promise this is the only color I cheated with.  I have no idea what color I’ll be grabing out tomorrow… so be sure to check in.  I’m pretty sure you’re not going to want to miss it.

Click on Mr. Linky below to add your link.  To view the links from everyone who’s participating, you’ll have to click on the Mr. Linky also. 

                         

And she wants to see our ol faithfuls in our closets.  You know, those articles of clothing that you just can’t live without.  So here is mine.  I’ll warn you because it’s not racy.  It’s not daring.  It’s not anything to write home about. And it’s certainly not anything to copy.  It’s just simple and boring.  But right now, it’s what I can’t live without.  I’m barely keeping my head above the “frumpy mother of four” water line let me tell you.  So here goes:

                                                                                       

These are my faithful Old Navy Tiny Fit shirts.  When all else fails, I put one of these puppies on.  Not too colorful though…  But they never cheat on me.  They love me no matter if I’ve showered or not. They are always there for me.  Unless of course they are hanging out with the dirty clothes…  and that seems to happen often.  Because I wear these a LOT.

                                                           

And here are my trusty shoes to go with my faithful shirts.  Reef flip-flops and Old Navy (again) skimmers.  Or whatever they are called.  As a side note, they wash well. 

                                                          

Here are my favorite pair of shoes.  I bought them last fall to go with a really cute Anne Taylor dress that I borrowed from a friend to wear to my nephews wedding.  (didja follow that? Phew! That was a complicated explanation!)  Unfortunately, I had to give the dress back (sheesh!) so now these shoes sit beautifully in my closet, longing for an outfit to go with.  I think these shoes signify the style I’d love to wear but don’t.  You know, that “slightly-40’s-but-updated-so-that-I-don’t-look-like-I’ve-raided-my-grandmother’s-teen-aged-closet” style?  Anyway, I’m hoping some of you gals have some tips for me as to what I can add to my closet that would either a) go with these shoes or b) be in the same style category as these shoes.  

I would have posted pictures of my favorite pair of jeans but um, well, I’m wearing them. And sorry, but I’ve already opened myself up to enough ridicule for one day.  I don’t think I need to add to it by putting a picture of me IN my jeans for you all to see. Even though I know you’d all be gentle with me, right?! 

So there you have it.  *Gulp* 

No go check out Big Mama’s site to see her closet treasures and the links to everyone else who was brave enough to join in this adventure in fashion do’s and don’ts. The latter obviously applying to me. =0)

 

 

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