I’ve been living with the girls for as long as I can remember. When I was born, they took me in. They gave me a place to sleep and food to eat. My bed is so comfortable, and I love to nap. It gets kinda boring eating the same things everyday, but I’m used to it. Frankly, I’m happy I get what I get. Sometimes, they even give me special treats. Peanut butter is such a delicacy and I look forward to having just a little everyday.
I am not the same as them, but that doesn’t matter. We treat each other as equals. They tell me what to do sometimes, but they’re older, so that’s okay with me. They know everything about this place we are in. I really like where we live, it felt like home from the very beginning.
The girls are all different, but they can all be loud at times. They all look different; have different color hair, even different from mine. They laugh a lot and seem to really love each other just as much as they love me. We are a family. They like to have fun. They always have music playing in our home; It’s a happy place. At times, it can be chaotic. People are always coming over to visit us. I think they know it’s a happy home, too. Its fun when people come over, so many things to do, so much going on. It’s easy to be distracted by the fun, but I usually don’t have anything else important to do anyway. It’s nice being able to do what you want whenever you want.
As I grew, they taught me right from wrong. I get into trouble sometimes, but I know its because they love me. They want me to do better, to be my best. For them, I try to be. Sometimes, a boy’s gotta do what a boy’s gotta do. It’s confusing though because sometimes one of the girls will be mad at me for something I did, but the others don’t seem to care. Like this one time, I was playing outside with one of my friends and our ball went by the cars. When I went to get it, one of the girls started yelling at me. She told me it was dangerous to go by the cars; that I could get hurt near them. She just kept yelling, but the others didn’t say a word. It’s rare that they all get mad at me at once. I didn’t like it when they did, so I try my hardest not to do it again.
I get so much attention from the girls and their friends that sometimes it’s too much for me. I go into my room and close them out. I need time to myself. I will sleep, or watch the golfers on the course. That’s a very relaxing way to pass the time. I think it’s important for everyone to spend some time during the day on their own. Everyone needs some peace and quiet. But I really do love the girls. I have different relationships with each of them. I guess, in a way, all of them take care of me like a mom takes care of their children. Two of them act more like moms though then the other two. They’re my favorite ones. I know that they will always be there for me no matter what; they never stay mad at me for long because they care about me so much. And I’m cute. One of them is more like a sister than anything, and the fourth is like a cool aunt. I don’t know what I would do without them.
One time, one of them dressed me up like a hot dog. At first I was embarrassed, but then I realized I actually looked kinda cute. She wore a ketchup costume and one of her friends was mustard. We had fun that night, but I don’t really wear costumes ever. I have a few different hats, but I don’t really get the opportunity to wear them. One time they dressed me up like a skunk. I still don’t know why.
For as long as I can remember its been cold outside. Now the days are warm and the sun shines a lot. Every so often, it will rain for a few days in a row, and I really don’t like it. The girls don’t seem to like it very much either. It’s so nice to spend time outside. I get hot so I like to lie in the shaded area. The girls like to be outside too, but they always sit in the sun. We will sit outside for hours at a time just bathing in the sun and hanging out. Whenever I move to the shade to sit by myself, the girls always call me back over. They will come over and convince me to move back by them. Sometimes their friends come and sit outside with us. Sometimes mine come. My best friend lives with a girl, too, and sometimes they come over. She is friends with my girls. I love when he comes over for play dates; we have so much fun. He is smaller than me, but very strong. Sometimes I am surprised by how strong he actually is. I think he surprises the girls, too.
His girl and one of mine are very good friends. The four of us go on walks in the morning to start the day. I think it’s the best way to start the day, if you ask me. Stretching my legs after a long nights sleep; using up some energy. When we get home, I have my breakfast and she has her coffee. She never eats breakfast; I don’t know how she does it. I’m usually starving when I wake up in the morning. Her coffee smells good though, but she’s never let me try it before. I don’t know if I would like it, even though I like how it smells. I usually just drink nice, cold water.
Whenever we go out walking, I like to find different things from nature. I collect sticks, pinecones, really anything I can find. I like to take them home with us. I don’t always do something with them, but its just something I like to do while we walk. My best friend likes to do it too. We’re always searching for a bigger or better one than each other. It’s a little competition we have. I feel like we are always playing or competing with each other, but it’s fun. We play ball, tug of war, this stick and pinecone game. We’re always coming up with something new to do with each other.
I have other friends, besides my best friend. There’s a group of us, but it seems like we aren’t ever all together at the same time. I have a girlfriend, too. I think sometimes my best friend is jealous that I have a girlfriend, but I think she gets jealous of him sometimes, too. We have another friend who constantly has to be doing something. She cannot sit still. It gets annoying after a while. This weekend, I had a friend in town. It was fun, but after a while it was time for her to go. I think I just get over stimulated sometimes and I need to be alone. There’s this older boy in the neighborhood, and he’s kinda a bully, but I don’t think he means to be. I think I always try to see the best in others. I don’t like to hold grudges or stay mad with anyone.
All the girls do different things during the day, and sometimes I don’t see them at all. Other times, they come and go as they please. I like when they’re in and out. I get time to myself, and throughout the day, I get to see them. I’m never alone for very long though. Sometimes the girls will lie on the couch all day and watch TV and just talk to each other. I like to rest a lot, but I don’t know how they sit still for so long. When it’s raining, that’s what I like to do. When it’s nice out though, I just beg them to go outside with me. Sometimes I feel like they are so lazy; but then again, I am too. Come to think about it, I probably get a lot of my laziness from them.
We don’t always eat together as a family, but we do a lot. I feel like people are constantly coming to our home to eat. Maybe the girls take care of more than just me. I don’t really know how it all works. The girls are good cooks. I know because everything they make smells so good. I have a special diet, though, so I never get to eat what they eat. Sometimes they will let me taste and it always leaves me wanting more.
Sometimes the girl’s friends will take me with them to their homes. I like to go places with people, but I really am a homebody. It’s fun for a little while, but then I’m always ready to go back with the girls. I feel safe with them. It’s nice to hang out with other boys though, I will admit. To listen to different types of conversation, to watch different types of shows on TV. They play these games on the TV that the girls don’t play. Boys are loud in a different way than girls are. Their voices are deeper, but they yell a lot too. Maybe its because I always have been, but I like to be around girls.
We take road trips sometimes. I love being in the car with the windows down and the air blowing in my face. I like to go fast. They take me to the beach or to visit their families. I love to play in the sand all day. The cold water feels good after playing in the sun. Whenever I go to see Grandma I come back full and sassy with a bag full of presents. Sometimes we just ride around in the car with nowhere to go. I think they know how much I like it, so they don’t mind taking me. They really do love me, the girls.
The girls get sad sometimes. Usually not at the same time, so it makes it easy for me to take care of them. That’s one of my jobs. I know they like spending time with me; it’s something that makes them happy. So, when one of them is sad I always take some time out of my day to comfort them. Sometimes all they need is for me to sit with them. Sometimes they need a walk, which I never mind. When the girls are sad, it makes me sad. I don’t really know why they get sad. It doesn’t seem like they would have anything to be sad about. I always try my hardest to make them feel better.
The girls make me feel good about myself, too. They tell me I’m handsome and smart. They praise me when I do well or make the right decision. Their love for me is obvious. I get so excited to see them when they’ve been gone for a while, and they’re always excited to see me too. I always make my rounds, checking on each of the girls. I just want to make sure they’re all ok and know that I love them.
I’m kinda a wimp. The smallest things easily frighten me. Big people, the wind, thunder, crashing waves. I know I shouldn’t be afraid, but I am. Sometimes the girl’s friends make fun of me, but my girls always defend me. Its just that I get caught off guard a lot. Things come out of nowhere when I turn the corner or happen all of the sudden. I think its more surprise than afraid, sometimes, but people always tell me I’m a wimp.
Sometimes, I like to mess with the girls. I just pretend like I can’t hear them. They say I have selective hearing. I do, I think. They’ll catch me off guard and get my attention after I’ve been ignoring them for a while. Then they know I’m only listening when I want to. Sometimes, though, I just don’t want to hear what they have to say. I think every man feels that way some of the time. I think I get lost in my head sometimes, though. It’s not always that I’m messing with them. I daydream and get lost in my stares.
I like to take walks by myself sometimes, but the girls don’t like it. When we’re outside, they will let me walk a little ways away by myself. When I get too far away from them, they call me back. I don’t always go right away. I can’t just give into them right away. Sometimes they will just follow 50 or so yards back. That’s fine with me, when they do that. They trust me to come when they call me, and I listen when I know I need to.
We go outside at night too. Its spooky in the dark, but I like it once my eyes adjust. I like to listen to the sounds of the night. We go on long walks on the golf course. People don’t play that in the dark. We can walk all over the whole thing. There are ponds out there that I’ve swum in before, but the girls don’t think I should get in the water. We walk all over the whole thing; there’s so much space to run around. The girls play music while they walk and talk the whole time.
I like to listen to the girls talk to each other. They talk so fast and about so many different things. They teach me a lot; everything I know. Their friends teach me things too. They’re all really smart.
I’m so lucky to have the girls, and I really don’t know what I would do without them. They’ve given me everything I have and taught me everything I know. They’re special to me and I know I’m special to them.
I am not the same as them, but that doesn’t matter. We treat each other as equals. They tell me what to do sometimes, but they’re older, so that’s okay with me. They know everything about this place we are in. I really like where we live, it felt like home from the very beginning.
The girls are all different, but they can all be loud at times. They all look different; have different color hair, even different from mine. They laugh a lot and seem to really love each other just as much as they love me. We are a family. They like to have fun. They always have music playing in our home; It’s a happy place. At times, it can be chaotic. People are always coming over to visit us. I think they know it’s a happy home, too. Its fun when people come over, so many things to do, so much going on. It’s easy to be distracted by the fun, but I usually don’t have anything else important to do anyway. It’s nice being able to do what you want whenever you want.
As I grew, they taught me right from wrong. I get into trouble sometimes, but I know its because they love me. They want me to do better, to be my best. For them, I try to be. Sometimes, a boy’s gotta do what a boy’s gotta do. It’s confusing though because sometimes one of the girls will be mad at me for something I did, but the others don’t seem to care. Like this one time, I was playing outside with one of my friends and our ball went by the cars. When I went to get it, one of the girls started yelling at me. She told me it was dangerous to go by the cars; that I could get hurt near them. She just kept yelling, but the others didn’t say a word. It’s rare that they all get mad at me at once. I didn’t like it when they did, so I try my hardest not to do it again.
I get so much attention from the girls and their friends that sometimes it’s too much for me. I go into my room and close them out. I need time to myself. I will sleep, or watch the golfers on the course. That’s a very relaxing way to pass the time. I think it’s important for everyone to spend some time during the day on their own. Everyone needs some peace and quiet. But I really do love the girls. I have different relationships with each of them. I guess, in a way, all of them take care of me like a mom takes care of their children. Two of them act more like moms though then the other two. They’re my favorite ones. I know that they will always be there for me no matter what; they never stay mad at me for long because they care about me so much. And I’m cute. One of them is more like a sister than anything, and the fourth is like a cool aunt. I don’t know what I would do without them.
One time, one of them dressed me up like a hot dog. At first I was embarrassed, but then I realized I actually looked kinda cute. She wore a ketchup costume and one of her friends was mustard. We had fun that night, but I don’t really wear costumes ever. I have a few different hats, but I don’t really get the opportunity to wear them. One time they dressed me up like a skunk. I still don’t know why.
For as long as I can remember its been cold outside. Now the days are warm and the sun shines a lot. Every so often, it will rain for a few days in a row, and I really don’t like it. The girls don’t seem to like it very much either. It’s so nice to spend time outside. I get hot so I like to lie in the shaded area. The girls like to be outside too, but they always sit in the sun. We will sit outside for hours at a time just bathing in the sun and hanging out. Whenever I move to the shade to sit by myself, the girls always call me back over. They will come over and convince me to move back by them. Sometimes their friends come and sit outside with us. Sometimes mine come. My best friend lives with a girl, too, and sometimes they come over. She is friends with my girls. I love when he comes over for play dates; we have so much fun. He is smaller than me, but very strong. Sometimes I am surprised by how strong he actually is. I think he surprises the girls, too.
His girl and one of mine are very good friends. The four of us go on walks in the morning to start the day. I think it’s the best way to start the day, if you ask me. Stretching my legs after a long nights sleep; using up some energy. When we get home, I have my breakfast and she has her coffee. She never eats breakfast; I don’t know how she does it. I’m usually starving when I wake up in the morning. Her coffee smells good though, but she’s never let me try it before. I don’t know if I would like it, even though I like how it smells. I usually just drink nice, cold water.
Whenever we go out walking, I like to find different things from nature. I collect sticks, pinecones, really anything I can find. I like to take them home with us. I don’t always do something with them, but its just something I like to do while we walk. My best friend likes to do it too. We’re always searching for a bigger or better one than each other. It’s a little competition we have. I feel like we are always playing or competing with each other, but it’s fun. We play ball, tug of war, this stick and pinecone game. We’re always coming up with something new to do with each other.
I have other friends, besides my best friend. There’s a group of us, but it seems like we aren’t ever all together at the same time. I have a girlfriend, too. I think sometimes my best friend is jealous that I have a girlfriend, but I think she gets jealous of him sometimes, too. We have another friend who constantly has to be doing something. She cannot sit still. It gets annoying after a while. This weekend, I had a friend in town. It was fun, but after a while it was time for her to go. I think I just get over stimulated sometimes and I need to be alone. There’s this older boy in the neighborhood, and he’s kinda a bully, but I don’t think he means to be. I think I always try to see the best in others. I don’t like to hold grudges or stay mad with anyone.
All the girls do different things during the day, and sometimes I don’t see them at all. Other times, they come and go as they please. I like when they’re in and out. I get time to myself, and throughout the day, I get to see them. I’m never alone for very long though. Sometimes the girls will lie on the couch all day and watch TV and just talk to each other. I like to rest a lot, but I don’t know how they sit still for so long. When it’s raining, that’s what I like to do. When it’s nice out though, I just beg them to go outside with me. Sometimes I feel like they are so lazy; but then again, I am too. Come to think about it, I probably get a lot of my laziness from them.
We don’t always eat together as a family, but we do a lot. I feel like people are constantly coming to our home to eat. Maybe the girls take care of more than just me. I don’t really know how it all works. The girls are good cooks. I know because everything they make smells so good. I have a special diet, though, so I never get to eat what they eat. Sometimes they will let me taste and it always leaves me wanting more.
Sometimes the girl’s friends will take me with them to their homes. I like to go places with people, but I really am a homebody. It’s fun for a little while, but then I’m always ready to go back with the girls. I feel safe with them. It’s nice to hang out with other boys though, I will admit. To listen to different types of conversation, to watch different types of shows on TV. They play these games on the TV that the girls don’t play. Boys are loud in a different way than girls are. Their voices are deeper, but they yell a lot too. Maybe its because I always have been, but I like to be around girls.
We take road trips sometimes. I love being in the car with the windows down and the air blowing in my face. I like to go fast. They take me to the beach or to visit their families. I love to play in the sand all day. The cold water feels good after playing in the sun. Whenever I go to see Grandma I come back full and sassy with a bag full of presents. Sometimes we just ride around in the car with nowhere to go. I think they know how much I like it, so they don’t mind taking me. They really do love me, the girls.
The girls get sad sometimes. Usually not at the same time, so it makes it easy for me to take care of them. That’s one of my jobs. I know they like spending time with me; it’s something that makes them happy. So, when one of them is sad I always take some time out of my day to comfort them. Sometimes all they need is for me to sit with them. Sometimes they need a walk, which I never mind. When the girls are sad, it makes me sad. I don’t really know why they get sad. It doesn’t seem like they would have anything to be sad about. I always try my hardest to make them feel better.
The girls make me feel good about myself, too. They tell me I’m handsome and smart. They praise me when I do well or make the right decision. Their love for me is obvious. I get so excited to see them when they’ve been gone for a while, and they’re always excited to see me too. I always make my rounds, checking on each of the girls. I just want to make sure they’re all ok and know that I love them.
I’m kinda a wimp. The smallest things easily frighten me. Big people, the wind, thunder, crashing waves. I know I shouldn’t be afraid, but I am. Sometimes the girl’s friends make fun of me, but my girls always defend me. Its just that I get caught off guard a lot. Things come out of nowhere when I turn the corner or happen all of the sudden. I think its more surprise than afraid, sometimes, but people always tell me I’m a wimp.
Sometimes, I like to mess with the girls. I just pretend like I can’t hear them. They say I have selective hearing. I do, I think. They’ll catch me off guard and get my attention after I’ve been ignoring them for a while. Then they know I’m only listening when I want to. Sometimes, though, I just don’t want to hear what they have to say. I think every man feels that way some of the time. I think I get lost in my head sometimes, though. It’s not always that I’m messing with them. I daydream and get lost in my stares.
I like to take walks by myself sometimes, but the girls don’t like it. When we’re outside, they will let me walk a little ways away by myself. When I get too far away from them, they call me back. I don’t always go right away. I can’t just give into them right away. Sometimes they will just follow 50 or so yards back. That’s fine with me, when they do that. They trust me to come when they call me, and I listen when I know I need to.
We go outside at night too. Its spooky in the dark, but I like it once my eyes adjust. I like to listen to the sounds of the night. We go on long walks on the golf course. People don’t play that in the dark. We can walk all over the whole thing. There are ponds out there that I’ve swum in before, but the girls don’t think I should get in the water. We walk all over the whole thing; there’s so much space to run around. The girls play music while they walk and talk the whole time.
I like to listen to the girls talk to each other. They talk so fast and about so many different things. They teach me a lot; everything I know. Their friends teach me things too. They’re all really smart.
I’m so lucky to have the girls, and I really don’t know what I would do without them. They’ve given me everything I have and taught me everything I know. They’re special to me and I know I’m special to them.