"Aww, little girls are the daintiest things, aren't they?!"
"It must be nice to have girls, so much more gentle than my boys!"
These are all comments I've heard just this week from other moms, and over the last five years I've heard the same sentiment phrased different ways more times than I could possibly count...basically, little girls really are made of sugar and spice and everything nice, and they mince around on their tiptoes treating each other like delicate princesses all the time.
Well, I'm calling it. Little girls are rowdy, and dirty, and wild, and loud, and completely insane! Especially when they come in threes. ;-)
The girls play this game called "dead on the dock". I have no idea how this game started or who came up with its very evocative name, but the rules are simple. One of the girls is the fisherman, and the other two are fish. The fish run in circles around the living room, flopping their arms in what apparently is an imitation of swimming fins. The fisherman tries to catch them one at a time and wrestle them onto one of the couches, and once a fish is successfully forced onto a couch, they are "dead on the dock"!
And then...the fisherman eats the fish.
|Slightly blurry action shot of the fisherman at work, one fish dead on the dock behind her...|
|Standing proudly over her catch, who have their tongues out in a very convincing "dead fish" look....|
|Nom nom nom!|
Charmingly dainty and delicate, right? Just oozing sugar and spice and everything nice? Yes, this is what we do before bedtime in our 80% feminine household. Now you know the truth. ;-)