Boys

Bridget comes from a family of six girls and one boy. And at one point she was quite the girly girl. And I'm pretty sure she thought she could only reproduce girls. So when Elliott came along, she was a little surprised . . . but still convinced that all of her other children would be girls. When she got pregnant with the second baby, she was already telling everyone it was a girl. So, imagine her surprise when it was Elijah instead of Elisaveta

(it apparently means "God is my oath" in Bulgarian).

Sure, there are lots of fun things about girls: frilly dresses, dance classes, tea parties, My Little Ponies. Just to name a few.

But I'm here to say that boys are fun, too. Because with boys, you can have never-ending games of Ring Around the Rosie:

(don't mind the messy house--we just had a baby the day before)

wear cool clothes and make funny faces:


and hang out with the bros:


So next time you see the boy running amok in the grocery store or hear the boy screaming during church, just be grateful for boys. They're really not that bad. And, when you get the chance, congratulate Bridget on putting up with three boys in the house!