Boys and Girls

I babysit two kids in my complex a couple times a week. The boy is four and his little sister is almost two. They are so funny. Yesterday as I was watching them, I was thinking to myself how different boys and girls are even in the same family. The little girl LOVES baby dolls and is so sweet. She wraps everything up in a blanket and carries it around. Her brother wants to be a "transformer doctor" when he grows up (he loves transformers and both his parents are in nursing school) and he does not stop talking... ever. Yesterday we were counting cars out my dining room window when B put this little hand on my shoulder and said in a very serious tone;

B: Mrs. Christiana, when I was young some bad guys got me and threw me out of a building and killed me. They broke my lips and my brain and I had to go to the hospital.

Me: Oh no. Thats not good. Well I'm glad you're ok now. 

B: Yeah. The doctor had to fix me and then I had to fight the bad guys. They made me shrink and the doctor had to stretch me back out.

Me: Oh really. 

B: Yes ma'am they did. Then Jesus Christ came and helped me out and the bad guys ran away.

Me: Oh thats good. Jesus sure loves you. I'm glad he helped you.

B: Yeah. They tried to get me at the temple too so I had to fight them. (there just happened to be a picture of the temple right by him)

Me: Well did Jesus help you at the temple? He protects the temple. 

B: No I just had to fight them. I punched them in the face and the arms. 

This conversation lasted another 20 minutes. He has such an imagination and loves to save the world. He is always telling me stories about fighting bad guys. He will continue to tell me even if I get a phone call and am talking to someone else. He just follows me around all day and loves to make me play transformers with him. He never lets mine die though so we end up playing forever!!!  If I leave the room to put something away he yells out that I'm supposed to be babysitting him and not to leave! So funny. His little sister loves to cuddle and touch my nail polish and earings. Boys and girls are so different even when they are little!