Saturday, March 9, 2013

Shhh... Don't Tell Him

With every passing year, I’ve learned to appreciate the innocence of youth. Frankly, I miss it. In today's crazy world where our children are forced to mature much more quickly, I yearn for the blissful unawareness of being young. Responsibility? What’s that?

My son is seven and my daughter is twelve. I try to protect them, keeping the world full of rainbows and wishes. I am constantly reminded that they are simply kids. I want the best for them, and I want them to embrace life and treasure it.

As many mothers can attest, our children ask many questions—some of them which are repeated over and over and over and over. In addition to the relentless questions, we can’t overlook the words that escape from said lips as well. For instance, the other day my son says, "I'm so glad I'm a boy." When I asked him why, this was his response that was presented to me in a sing-song voice.

"I can pee standing up. I can pee outside. I don't have to wear a bra. I won't have boobs. I don't have to shave my legs. I won't be grumpy like my sister."

Wow. I did not see that one coming. A few weeks ago, I showed my little lad in training how to run the vacuum. After receiving much praise from mom, my little man swept the floor and even put the sweeper away in the closet. I'm training him right!
 
Imagine our surprise Sunday morning when my husband and I awaken to the question, "Is it vacuum day?"

I nod. "Yes, it is. Would you like to run the vacuum again?" I’m also silently wondering how long it's going to take my son to realize it's not fun. But until then...

My son jumps up and down. "Yes! Can I run it again? Can I? Can I? Can I?"

What kind of mother would I be if I didn't let my son run the vacuum? I love those adorable, innocent moments. Care to share some of your own? 
 
 
He was a Highland Rogue—Wicked with a Bow and Just as Wicked with the Ladies.
Declan MacGregor hadn't a care in the world beyond finding a soft bed and a willing woman...until he had to escort Lady Liadain Campbell to the English court. The woman needles him at every turn, but he can't just abandon her to that vipers' nest without protection.

She Never Asked for a Bodyguard...
Liadain wasn't thrilled to be left in the care of her clan's archrival. It was as if the man never had a lady tell him no before! And yet as whispers of treason swirl through the court and the threat of danger grows even sharper, her bitter enemy soon becomes the only one she can trust...




Victoria Roberts writes sexy, Scottish historical romances about kilted heroes and warriors from the past. She was named by RT Book Reviews as "one of the most promising debut authors across the genres" and is also a 2012 Reviewers Choice Nominee for Best First Historical novel for her debut, Temptation in a Kilt.
Her second novel, X Marks the Scot is available now and the third, To Wed a Wicked Highlander September 2013.
Victoria is a member of Romance Writers of America®, Celtic Hearts Romance Writers, Three Rivers Romance Writers, as well as a contributing author to the online magazine, Celtic Guide.
For more information, please visit: www.victoriarobertsauthor.com.



8 comments:

  1. My son does the laundry, cleans the bathroom, takes out the trash, and takes care of the cats and the dog, but vacuuming? No. Love your son's take on being a guy. Can't argue with a single bit of it!

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  2. Love your story. Love your son's enthusiasm! Hope it lasts forever!
    We had the "goose and gander" law in our house when the kids were little. Girls and boy had to learn to do everything from take out the trash to fold laundry. My favorite story is when son was about eleven and wanted biscuits and eggs for supper. I was busy reading a nice fat romance book and told him he'd had a big cooked Sunday dinner so he could make his own supper. We had canned biscuits and anyone could scramble an egg, right? He put ten biscuits in a pan made for about three...they looked like those long skinny pretsels when he took them out and the eggs...well, Dupont should have given him a contract. Who knew that a kid could turn eggs into rubber?

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  3. My brothers were all taught to do their own laundry and can all cook...They are very good at helping out.. For which their wives are very glad for.

    My nephew loved to come to my house when he was young and use my swifter on my hard wood floors.. He's a teenager now and would not be caught dead with a swifter in his hands... His mother is not raising him right...

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  4. I'm with you. There is no boy's work or girl's work. Just work that needs to get done. Great covers, Victoria!
    Amelia

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  5. Thanks so much everyone. I hope to make my future daughter-in-law proud some day.

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  6. Great techniques...reminds me of Tom Sawyer, lol. Nothing wrong with learning to do everything, makes one self-sufficient!

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  7. That is just too cute! Now, imagine his face when you try to tell him this story 10 years from now! Ha!

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  8. My 3-year-old wants to run the vacuum too. But she never picks any dirt up and won't let me have a turn! I have to vacuum when she's not home.

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