How do little boys know...

Stephen so lovingly took time from his day on Friday to take Lincoln and I to McDonalds to break up our day. The goal was to get Lincoln playing in the playpit, but alas, many parents had the same idea for Friday at 12:00pm, so we just ended up eating. As we sat and watched our little boy marvel at all the cars in the parking lot, in between the threatening "ROARS!" he directed our way, we couldn't help but discuss how do little boys know to be little boys? Where do these deep rooted fascinations come from?

For example Lincoln loves Dinosaurs. It seems every little boy loves Dinosaurs. But I am not surprised that Linc loves them, as we decided when he was quite little that yes indeed, our son would love Dinosaurs. We bought him toy dinosaurs, books of dinosaurs, pj's with dinosaurs, and movies with dinosaurs. Sure enough, one of the first animal sounds he could make was a dinosaur, "ROAR!".

But Lincoln also loves cars. He loves to play with his cars, crashing them into one another, or making it drive the dangerous route of railing of his crib. He loves to go in the car. He loves to point out other cars. Oh, and he loves to say, "car?". But we did not encourage this in him. Sure he has cars, as every little boy does, but it was not an intentional purchase. We have never hyped up cars, or bought books about cars or pj's with cars on them. But some how he has figured out that as a little boy he is supposed to LOVE cars! So this time we will take our cues from him, and encourage this natural love of cars.

But it still leaves us in the McDonalds pondering the question, "How do little boys know?". It is truly fascinating. And I can not wait until the day that I can ponder, "How do little girls know?"