Life With Boys: When Boys Need Coaching (Off the Field)

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Anthony is 11.

He is a handsome, athletic, kind-hearted, giving and very loving kid.

He and Luke (6) have very similar personalities, much like their dad.

Anthony knows the morning routine. It has been the same for years.

• Get up.
• Brush your teeth.
• Comb your hair (wet it if needed).
• Get dressed.
• Socks and shoes.
• Backpack.
• Breakfast.
• And we’re out the door. (Anthony is in public school.)

As much as the male species dislikes the female species giving too many details, often we forget that the said species need details.

Maybe even literal details.

Me: Anthony, did you comb your hair?

Anthony: Um hum. (He knows his response should be yes ma’am.)

Me: Hum. Well, I think you missed some in the back, it is pressed against your head and sticking up. Please comb it again.

Anthony: Where is the comb?

Me: (a bit baffled) I don’t know, where is the comb you used the first time?

Anthony: I did not use a comb.

Me: You said you combed your hair.

Anthony: I did.

Me: How did you comb your hair without a comb?

Anthony:  I did this (as he motions and uses his fingers to comb his hair down).

Me: (sigh) (I refrain from saying the word seriously.) Anthony, that is not combing your hair. From this day forward please understand that if you are asked to comb your hair, this means to comb your hair with a plastic comb purchased from a store that has been made in a factory. Combing your hair with your fingers absolutely does not count.

Anthony: (smirk) Yes, ma’am. He proceeded to comb his hair, correctly.

He reminds me just how specific I must be… apparently.

And we thought men are from Mars. Boys are too!