Posted on AbingdonWomen January 17, 2014
I am a limited woman. The older I get, the more I realize this profound truth. Those closest to me experience these limitations most frequently and most profoundly. That would be my husband and three sons.
These limitations impact my youngest son the most profoundly because the two of us score diametrically opposite on any and every personality profile. He likes loud. I constantly ask him to turn down the volume when watching sporting events with him. Our idea of reasonable bed-time varies by about three hours. Even as a baby, he never wanted to go to sleep unless he was with one of us. He loves to joke and inclines his humor towards sarcasm which I feel is the devil’s vernacular. My idea of a great beach day would include nuts and veggies for lunch, a book, and the opportunity to read said book with the ocean lapping at my lower extremities. His would include playing both Frisbee and soccer, fishing, lots of fried food, ice cream, and constant dialogue. I like clean. See photo for Matt’s preference. We. Are. Different.
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