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Just my childless teacher 2 cents, so take with a grain of salt. If you (as a woman) define your life as a #boymom, it makes my life as said boy's teacher a bit difficult.  These boys, as middle schoolers, are very emotional that their teacher doesn't adore them with the intensity of their mom.  I genuinely like most

Exactly. #Boymom is the precursor to “Boys will be boys.”

So, I don’t have kids and I don’t have any brothers, but growing up, my sister and I played with Barbies and Polly Pockets, but we also played with Hot Wheels and dinosaurs and went outside and played in the dirt. I was also fascinated by bugs (my sister, not so much). I don’t know if my parents necessarily actively

The commentariat at AV Club has been chewing this scene quite a bit. Here’s one interesting take:

So I worked in a preschool and something the 2 year old classroom used to deal with was moms referring to favorite teachers as their 2 year old son’s “girlfriend”. Like “oh there’s your girlfriend” jokes about crushes etc. My theory was that this was how they made their insecurity at having their baby’s love for

It was meant to be a memory of him getting kicked off set. 

A phrase that drives me crazy is referring to a baby as “my little man.” It’s not a man. It’s a fucking baby. And maybe, if you do a good job parenting, he won’t turn out to be the kind of men we all deal with every day. 

“As I did this, I heard a strange sound, much like burbling. I looked up. He was urinating in an arc into his own mouth and gargling on it.”

Q is arrogant. He’s gotten in his own way. It’s been down hill since Pulp Fiction. All he does is revisionist history in his films. He’s gotten lazy at writing and now we get to focus on him as human. He’s pretty gross is what we’ve been seeing. Fix yourself Q or shut the hell up.

This entire movie was a waste of three hours once you see the last ten minutes. It was all fat that needed to hit the editing room floor or, better yet, never be made in the first place. 

It’s times like this I’m glad that the doctor’s put down the wrong gender on the birth certificate for me. As a trans man, yes, it took years to pick through the psychological hurts and walls developed by being forced into a ‘girl’s role’ growing up in the deep south (like... A) gendered roles suck anyway, and B)

I don’t think so. The fight (along with the fact that Pitt was a wife killer) was the reason he got kicked off the set of the production Leo’s character was in.

Yeah- this is pretty disgusting and why I stay away from all parenting crap on the internet. I’m the mom of three mostly grown boys and they each are pretty damn far from this. I guess if you’re the type of person to tag your social media posts with #boymom, then you’re going to be the kind of parent who works real

Thinking back there was no real difference, I did grow up in an area where people where someway influenced by the 60s so the usual was we roamed pretty much free and in the evening all the (boys and girls) got hosed down all the same until parents where able to sort out who goes where as soon the mud was off...

It must be difficult for these women to be the first people to ever raise male offspring.

I’m a mom of a six month old boy, but I’m not a #boymom. Not only do I not have time to read mommy blogs or get into mom culture, but it seems very limiting for mothers to build their outward identity around motherhood. I mean, yeah, I spend like 80% of my time when not working or sleeping with my baby, but at least I

My sister has two children, both of whom are boys. One is a little over two, the other is under 6 months. I am so thankful she isn’t a “boymom”.

Yikes.

I always assumed I’d be a girl mom, I don’t really know why but it’s just what I always saw in my head. I am now the proud parent of two little boys, 3 1/2 and 1 1/2 and my only goal here is to raise kind, helpful citizens. It’s been hard for me to wrap my head around what my future might look like (sports and dirt

My Mom had all girls and “boy moms” used to annoy her so much. They all seemed to assume that being loud, messy, and roughhousing was something only boys did. She would frequently point out that my sisters and I did all of those things (especially the story where my middle sister and I were fighting and fell onto the