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It's Political
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Straight Female / 34
Let The Screaming Begin Brains And Balls Are An Unbeatable Combination
I have a seven year old boy. He's a genius. A real genius, like his father. My daughter four, she's smart as a whip, verbal terrorist. But smart and genius just aren't in the same league.
My husband picked me out if the crowd, he told me when he met me, I had the look of a mother. Mind you I was seventeen, but he never changed his mind. When I was twenty one he told me my time had come, get with it. Baby maker. I made babies so I'm a relatively young mother.
My son exhibited early development. He read at two, loves Mozart, can explain how an internal combustion engine works, he has a working model. And, he'll argue you away from electric cars, that model is unsustainable. He and his sister are a hand and glove model. Like his father, he needs a female beside him.
My husband is over the top male, it takes you half a minute to realize it. Like a turtle, in his presence you pull your head in. Lyndon is like him, along with high testosterone. No doubt in my mind he will be a lady killer. Women are attracted to brains, and plenty of them. I worry more about that someday young woman. No, as an expression, doesn't work with them. They get what they want. And they want women, my son is already scoping and sorting girls in his classroom.
As a woman, I have careful conversations with my daughter. Don't argue, just get your brother's request. Arguments always go against them. Better to distract them with a kiss and a brownie. Sorry women, in this game, brains win. Because my husband and his son are genius, my son was interviewed by a genius woman. She is way up there, but no testosterone. And that's the difference. Brains and balls, that's a combination.
My husband picked me out if the crowd, he told me when he met me, I had the look of a mother. Mind you I was seventeen, but he never changed his mind. When I was twenty one he told me my time had come, get with it. Baby maker. I made babies so I'm a relatively young mother.
My son exhibited early development. He read at two, loves Mozart, can explain how an internal combustion engine works, he has a working model. And, he'll argue you away from electric cars, that model is unsustainable. He and his sister are a hand and glove model. Like his father, he needs a female beside him.
My husband is over the top male, it takes you half a minute to realize it. Like a turtle, in his presence you pull your head in. Lyndon is like him, along with high testosterone. No doubt in my mind he will be a lady killer. Women are attracted to brains, and plenty of them. I worry more about that someday young woman. No, as an expression, doesn't work with them. They get what they want. And they want women, my son is already scoping and sorting girls in his classroom.
As a woman, I have careful conversations with my daughter. Don't argue, just get your brother's request. Arguments always go against them. Better to distract them with a kiss and a brownie. Sorry women, in this game, brains win. Because my husband and his son are genius, my son was interviewed by a genius woman. She is way up there, but no testosterone. And that's the difference. Brains and balls, that's a combination.
