A New Bishop Boy

Tyler has been wanting a brother for forever. Well, at least since Hope came along and the girls started 'winning' in our house. Apparently if there are more girls than boys, girls win. He was very upset when we brought home a female dog because that meant even if we counted up the dogs the genders were unequal. I'm learning that with boys everything is competition. EVERYTHING.

For instance, Tyler had his cousin over to spend the night for his birthday. Normally, I wake up to my name being called, Hope crying or some other relatively peaceful sound. The morning of the sleepover I wake up to 'whap'. Followed by other fighting type noises. My morning mind (not my best time of day) tried to figure out why in the world Ty and Becca were having a slap war without my hearing a single verbal argument. When my mind sufficiently came to, I poked Doug and mumbled 'the boys are hitting each other.' and went back to sleep. I didn't know it was even possible to wake up competing.

I know God has graced me with two beautiful daughters and a handsome son, but to Tyler, that means we need another baby. And it NEEDS to be a boy. And it NEEDS to happen fast. Of course just about everything is urgent with our son. When he decides to do something now is the best time. Never later. Never let's plan for it.

So Doug and I listened to his request. We laughed about making sure if we ever have another child it would be a boy or else Tyler will really be outnumbered. We were totally caught off guard when one day we saw this.



Yes, that is my daughter dressed as a boy. Tyler was so proud that he had figured out a way to bring a brother into his home. Never mind there was a dress underneath the Superman outfit. He carried Hope into the kitchen and announced, "I have a brother now." The squirming 'brother' wiggled free from his grasp and ran for the toys. I ran for the camera.

Unfortunately, I didn't get a picture of take two the following week when he dressed her as a knight.

I realized as I talked to him, maybe it's a good thing there are no more babies on the horizon. He told me, "I'm looking for a brother about my age, Mommy. But, I'm not sure that can really happen."

Such a wise little man I have.