My hubby and I have four daughters. All grown and very
successful adults. When they were little they were "tomboys". I
didn't think much of it as I was a tomboy growing up, too. Of course everyone
thought it was a natural thing since I was a middle child with four brothers;
two older and two younger. Oh and a whole lot of boys in the neighborhood.
There were only two other girls and they definitely weren't tomboys. And didn't
want anything to do with the things I liked. In fact, one was over trying to
play with me and the boys, stepped on a bumble bee barefooted, got stung and
was mad at me forever. Said it was my fault. Geez.
Who knew being a tomboy could be inherited. My girls could
run, climb trees, catch bugs and get very dirty with the best of them. We have
a big yard with lots of landscaping and it was the place to go to for a game of
kick the can on a summer evening. No one worried about mosquitoes or heat
stroke or falling and skinning a knee. And I think this made them strong and
not just in the physical sense.
I found this article very interesting. It reminded me of my
four girls and the fun time they had growing up in small town Iowa.
Just follow the link below the picture to read the article.
Enjoy this beautiful day,
Rose
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