Having a boy (or 2 or 3 or....) definitely changes you. Case in point: I found myself wrestling with my five-year-old niece today. After years of parenting boys, "wrestle" somehow equals "play" in my brain.
Maybe that's why I found Outnumbered Mom's post, The Paradox of Parenting Boys, so intriguing. Head on over. Take a look. Tell me what you think.