Boys aka Sons of Thunder My husband likes to bemoan the fact that we have a team of boys. Every once in a while he’ll cry out to some fellow parent, “Why couldn’t I have had four cute little girls?” Invariably, these supportive friends will state emphatically, “Oh, boys are so much easier!” This kind of response can only be delivered by someone who does not have a plethora of sons. Webster defines easy as not hard or difficult, free from trouble, pain or worry. It must be a different “easy” our friends refer to when they are talking about boys. My boys are not “easy” according to Webster’s definition. They’re challenging. Somehow every one of my boys has turned out with strong opinions and stellar debate skills though untrained. They can argue about anything. Doing the dishes, practicing the piano, making their bed, walking the dog, politics, the weather, whether or not their pants fit, doing schoolwork, who ate the last piece of