*sigh* I'm loosing my touch. (Warning: Hi-jacked by Em)

According to MFB it was planted in the wrong spot.

My cousin has two sons, and one came home on his first day of Kindergarten with a note asking her to please talk to him about not peeing on the playground. And they say boys are easier. What a load of crap.
 
Poor rose bush. What did it ever do to deserve that?
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Maybe you should get one of those fire hydrant "pee posts" like some people have for their dogs?
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On second thought, maybe not. You have two little boys to train - you wouldn't want them 'marking their territory' on street corners.
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After I taught my youngest grandson to pee on trees he became a ubiquitous territory marker.
 
According to MFB it was planted in the wrong spot.

My cousin has two sons, and one came home on his first day of Kindergarten with a note asking her to please talk to him about not peeing on the playground. And they say boys are easier. What a load of crap.
Maybe "they" say boys are easier as insurance that some will survive to perpetuate the species?
 
Well "they" are liars. Stupid, ugly, liars.

Both the girls are the sweetest, kindest, smartest girls ever. They always do what they are asked without argument. Wonderful girls. Rhiannon has especially been a godsend. It's so nice having a teenager with common sense.

Now Connor? *sigh* that boy...that boy...
 
Trust me on this - in my limited experience only raising one of each gender. Boys are easier. I never wanted to 'HURT' my son, but there were times my daughter was endangered. I never carried through, but ------------------------
 
I'll bet it was "the Mouth," right, Sour? Boys' language skills seldom get them in trouble - usually because they have so few of them. They often come across as surly because they can't think of something to say. But the girl doesn't just get the attitude, she says what she's thinking.
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I had one of those moments with Connor the other day. He'd painted with his own poop at 5:30 in the morning. On the suede couch. I didn't even punish him, because I was afraid I'd actually hurt him. I just cleaned him up, and put him back to bed, and recited "I love my son, I live my son..."
 
He's a pretty good boy...he's just a boy. And boys aren't easy.

I don't have the issue with the attitude with my girls. One of Rhiannon's friends told her they sneak out sometimes and asked her if she had ever done it. Rhiannon said "uh no, I choose life thanks."
 
It was the 'mouth', especially towards her mother, and I had to be the 'Great Protector'. Even though the Princess (much smarter about interpersonal things me) told me to stay out of it.

Em, I was young staying at my oldest sister's house when my oldest nephew painted as much of a stucco wall he could reach from his crib with poop.
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The image and smell linger with me 'til today.
 

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