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Girls Rule, Boys Drool!

Some people say that raising girls is easier than raising boys. I say that they are both difficult to raise � but girls get easier, boys just get in trouble.

Within the last three months, my youngest son has �encountered� the police three times.

1. On the opening day of the Philadelphia Phillies, Son and his fellow idiot 19 year old friends decided to bring beer to the stadium and tailgate. They weren�t out of their cars for five minutes before an undercover police officer cited all of them for underage drinking. Son had to go to a class and he will eventually lose his license for 90 days (with his luck, right around the time college classes start).

2. Two weeks ago, Son was driving 45 m.p.h. down the Pike in his jeep and his idiot friend (who looks and acts just like Sylvester Stallone in �Rocky 1) decided to crawl out of the back seat, out of the window, and talk to Son through the front passenger window. A police officer just happened to catch all of this on tape and pulled them over. Rocky received a $108.00 citation and Son received a $60.00 ticket in the mail.

3. The other night Son and his friends watched the Pay-Per-View fight on TV between some Irish guy and someone else. Son came home late and realized that he didn�t have his house key and so he started searching in our shed for the extra hidden house key. So, it�s 2:00 in the a.m. and Son is standing in the doorway of our shed with his arms up above his head. A police officer drives by and shines his huge �burglar-catching� flashlight on Son and demands to know what the hell he is doing. Son tells him that he lives here and that he had just gotten home from watching the fight. The police officer asked him who won the fight � Son gave him the correct answer and the officer let him enter our home.

For some reason, I get the distinct impression that these encounters do not frighten or upset Son.

My daughter cries a lot and gets crazy every 28 days. She cost me hundreds of dollars for every dance and prom she attended. Her room is a mess and she loses parts to my hairdryer. She hasn�t done her wash in weeks and she leaves wet towels laying around. I worry about her driving alone at night and getting pregnant. BUT, and this is a big BUT, she has never had any encounter with a police officer and would be absolutely terrified and remorseful if she did.

I love all of my children � but I think I�ll be �raising� my boys for the rest of my life.

7:41 p.m. - Wednesday, Jul. 09, 2008
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