Being surrounded by boys is tough – even though we communicate pretty well, there is always some level of disconnect. Our interests are different. I’m interested in people and they’re interested in Legos. And Nerf guns. I like Legos and Nerf guns, but there are only so many times in a day I want to have a conversation about them. I guess I’m not very good at hiding my disinterest because here is the conversation that happened yesterday:
Owen: Mum, I just made my Ninjago Lego spin and hit Eamon’s rocket blaster!!
Eamon: Yeah, it was cool! Can I show you how my Nerf lasers look in the dark?
Owen: Hold on, I just want to show her how I can spin my Ninjago lego!
Me: Hmmmm……..<while not taking my eyes off my French book>
Owen: Mum, you’re not looking.
Eamon: Watch Owie’s Ninjago Lego spinner then I’ll show you my laser.
Me: <watching the Ninjago Lego spin> Huh……………
Owen: When we’re trying to show you something, why do you always say, ”Eh?” like Despicable Me’s mother?
Am I really that bad?