it's boying

Life is tough when you're five. You're too young to play a guitar. Your parents are too tight to buy you a dirt bike. You're too big to wrestle with a two-year-old. And for sure, you're too cool to work.

Because, after all chores are boy-ing. All you want to do is play your new Pac-man video game but Mom won't let you because you haven't put your clothes away. You haven't done that because it's "boying."

Everything is "boying." Or at least everything that you don't want to do.

It's a good thing your mother has a sense of humor and will laugh about how you say boring instead of getting crabby with you because you won't listen and you're sassy and you just called her a nut head.

She probably will, however, draw the line at calling her "boying." That will offend her more than just about anything else. She would rather be a nut job, or rather a nut head, any day than be boring.

You, however, had better watch yourself. Even though you're only five - you ought to know better than to not do your chores. Your mother worked long and hard to turn those clothes right side out, wash those clothes and fold those clothes and she would appreciate it very much if you would just shut your boying little mouth and do as you're told. If you don't - you might find yourself being very boyed sitting on a very boying stool with your little boying nose pointed in a very boying corner for a very boying long time. Then maybe you can say, "It's boying."