If I only had boys that were not so strong, determined and active . . .
If only my son didn’t upset a little girl (again) . . .
If only other parents didn’t shower me with their unsolicited wisdom about my boys . . .
If only my boys were mainstream, reverent, subdued, robotic . . .
If only my sons could be drugged out of every high energy, intelligent and creative thought they ever had [insert sarcasm] . . .
If only . . .
Recently I met a woman, and when she found out I had sons, the first words out of her mouth were,
“Don’t you wish you had girls instead of boys?”