You Know You're a Mommy of Young Boys When...

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  ·        You have to explain, repeatedly, why you don't have a penis.
  
  

  ·        You have to muffle a scream when you step on a Matchbox car or army man in the middle of the night.
  
  

  ·        While you're driving around town, you point out every single fire truck, cop car and ambulance with enthusiasm like you just spotted a celebrity - "Look! Cop car!"
  
  

  ·        You try to find the best way to explain that its okay to pee behind a tree while camping but not in a bush at the playground.
  
  

  ·        You're constantly redirecting rough play by saying "that's a daddy game...you can climb on him when he gets home!"
  
  

  ·        You've said more than once, "You're handsome, not pretty. Girls are pretty."
  
  

  ·        You're afraid to look when you hear "mom, look at what I can do!"
  
  

  ·        Your house is filled with human impersonations of car motors, explosions and sirens.
  
  

  ·        Your friends with just daughters wonder why your boys just won't sit still during lunch at the Chick-Fil-A playland.
  
  

  ·        You can’t lie on the floor without fearing someone will jump on you without notice.
  
  

  ·        Your heart melts when your son tells you he will never ever leave you.