The daughter is a little cotton-padded jacket, what is the son? This analogy is too heartbreaking

Before giving birth, I had a friend who gave birth to a daughter and a son.

There were several gatherings, and she only brought her daughter but not her son. He said that his son was too skinny and didn't want to take it, so he left it at home for grandma to take it with him!

I joked: "People are patriarchal, you are better, patriarchal! Be careful when your son grows up, I will tell him."

friend said helplessly: "It's not that I am partial. It's really impossible to handle the two of them! My son came over to overturn the roof!"

I sneered.

Later, I attended a dinner she organized at her home and finally met her son.

A box of toys packed up by my mother's front feet will fall to the ground with a clatter of his hind feet.

Do you think it will be fun to pour it out? No, no, they immediately climbed onto the back of the sofa and walked tremblingly, saying they were crossing the bridge.

It's okay to cross the bridge, but he suddenly "plops" to the toy on the ground, saying to see which car Superman can jump on.

After a while, he ran to the bathroom again and took out a water gun to catch the bad guy "squeaky". There was water everywhere on the clothes.

Friends are busy greeting the guests, while fighting wits with their son.

I don’t remember how that meal was finished, I just remember that when I left, I said to my friend earnestly: "You are too difficult!"

Later, I also gave birth to a daughter and son.

I have to sigh, I also gave birth to it, so the difference is so big.

The experience of raising a daughter is completely useless for the son!

The little creature called the son is always full of energy and makes you doubt life every minute.

In the kindergarten, others are quietly listening to the class. He can't even sit still. He has to find someone to play with him. If others ignore him, he will stick out his little finger and poke others;

go out to play, You just got out of the car and returned what you were holding. If you didn’t pay attention, people rushed to the playground;

The building block he built, you accidentally touched a piece, and he immediately screamed and screamed all Push it down, and let you build him exactly the same;

Finally put him in bed, drink water for a while, pee for a while, play Transformers for a while, and for a while I want you to perform dinosaur extinction with him...

And my daughter, she will wear my newly bought princess dress to show me;

she will play a song I love quietly;

she will cut it for me clumsily A plate of fruit;

She will remind her family to be quiet when I am unwell;

She will wash herself, read a book and sleep......

My girlfriend said, her four-year-old daughter, at night Take the initiative to go to bed and tell her intimately: "Mom, please help your brother with his homework, don't worry, I will take care of myself."

The best friend who was still beating with his son in the last second is a warm heart. , And some dumbfounding.

I have read such a paragraph:

A son can be happy for one day, and there are days left on the wedding day Unhappy; one day when you have a daughter, you are unhappy, and on the day of your wedding, you are happy every day.

is even more ridiculed:

Son is like a leather jacket, he can’t block the wind in winter, he wears hot in summer, and he’s deadly expensive. Covering a fire boil, only you know it, you have to endure it everywhere. boast.

jokingly tells that parents are raising boys and girlsDifferent feelings in the process.

In order to raise my son, I must have a strong physique and fight his vigorous energy;

I must have super patience and endure his endless entanglement;

I want to study education Learn to protect his nature;

I want to learn psychology and understand his behavior;

……

But in the process, I also practiced "18 martial arts", Unconsciously transformed into a superman mother.

Whether it is a boy or a girl, they have given us a different life experience, and they will make us feel the wonder and beauty of life.

Boy’s vigor and unrestrained urge us to keep learning and become stronger selves;

Girl’s considerate and sensible make us gentle and satisfied, to become the happiest person.

The child is a mirror of the parents. Parents constantly reflect on themselves and correct themselves through this mirror.

When a child is the least cute, it is precisely when he needs love the most.

When we notice that boys and girls are different, it is precisely when we need to learn and give them special love and attention.

In the end, we will meet better each other in our running-in with our children.

A poem "Pick Mom" ​​written by a primary school student touched countless people:

You ask me what I was doing before I was born

我答

I picked my mother in the sky

I saw you

I think you are particularly good

I want to be your child

And I think I might not have that luck

I didn’t expect

the next morning

我 already in your belly

We always feel that we love children very much, and Gu Ying feels sorry for the sacrifice and sacrifice for our children. In fact, children have been using their own way, unreservedly loving us.

Once I was playing downstairs with my daughter and son, and I saw an old lady with gray-haired staggering.

My daughter asked me: "Mom, will you be so old in the future?"

I said: "Yes!"

Her eyes blushed and she said sadly: "Mom, I don’t want you to grow old, don’t grow old!"

The son beside him hurriedly comforted his sister: "Sister, don’t worry, when I grow up, I will take care of you and my mother. My mother said I’m the youngest of our family. Man!"

There was a warm current in my heart.

It turns out that whether it is a boy or a girl, their love and attachment to us are the same.

Thank you, my boys and girls!

I will love you so much and live up to your love for me.

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