Male PMS

I've come to the realization that women (and girls, trust me, it starts at about the age of 2) aren't the only ones that experience a surge of hormones. For women, it's PMS and it hits once a month. We get all emotional and irritable and frankly, a little bit crazy. Well, folks, I'm hear to tell you that boys experience this, too. It's a surge of testosterone. And it doesn't happen once a month, it's a little longer than that. But boys don't get all emotional and irritable (although, crazy does factor into it), they get destructive! Porter, I swear, goes through cycles. Last one was (hold on, let me check the blog) in November of 2007. Jeez, if he went through this once a month, he'd spend a lot more time chained up in his room. And mom would have been admitted to the loony bin a long time ago.

So Porter is going through destucto time around here is week. Check out what he did to my car. My car, I might add, that I've had about 6 MONTHS!
This was done with a marker. The most amazing thing is, I was in the car the whole time he did this! We have to get to the girl's school about a half hour before they get out in order to get a parking space. The parking lot is so small! So, luckily, we have a dvd/tv thing in our car, so Porter watches movies and I usually bring a book to read. I guess it was a good book, cuz I didn't notice a thing!
We got lucky. It was a dry erase marker. Just a little scrubbing with a baby wipe and it came right off. Well, mostly. A few places were stubborn, so I'll have to find some good cleaner to take the rest off.
And he wasn't done with the car. The purple streaks on the couch are finger nail polish. Hali is obsessed with it and didn't put it away. So Porter was painting his nails ON MY COUCH and spilled. Yeah. Mom was real happy about that. We won't even mention what Dad thought of the fact that Porter was painting his nails.

I think that as a boy gets older, he's got more outlets for this sudden burst of testosterone. You can go for a run, play a sport, ride your bike, and when you're married there is always that other outlet (wink, wink, nudge, nudge). Porter just doesn't have anyway to get it out, besides total annihilation of my things. Man, that kid needs to get into school.