WHY chromosome

My mother said it best tonight. “Honey, that’s why they call it the “Why” chromosome.

Because, I was explaining to her the injustice of having sons who appear to have a surplus of IQ points and a deficit of common sense.

Why, I wondered aloud, did I have to sound like a broken record all weekend: “Don’t run with sticks.” “Don’t wrestle on top of the loft bed.” “Put the Sticks Down!”

Why, oh WHY was there, yesterday morning, before 8AM a bloody nose and cut lip on the elder son?

I told her a pediatrician pal told me that the condition is incurable. It’s called the Y Chromosome.

“No, honey. WHY. WHY chromosome.”

Mom knows best.

Boymom motto: It’s all fun and games until someone loses an eye.

Truer words were never spoken.


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