After raising two sons I feel I have a pretty good understanding of the gender. Boys are simple creatures driven by simple motives (food, sex, …. actually that is the complete list). Girls on the other hand remain a complete mystery to me. When I returned from work this evening, I walked into the kitchen to find Fiona choking Sarinnagh while Maya was cooking eggs for them. Rather than fighting to get away, Sarinnagh was laughing uncontrollably while Maya seemed oblivious to the whole scene, very focused on her cooking. In the same setting, Kyle and Nico would have been hell-bent on demonstrating total physical superiority and would have stopped only when the eggs were ready to eat. Think dogs.

Later that evening while I was watching TV on the couch, Maya approached nonchalantly, seated herself high on the sofa back without saying a word and promptly placed her freezing cold bare feet directly on top of my bald head where they remained for several minutes. When she absorbed all the heat available at that location she started burrowing her feet under my back and arm pits in search of more. As soon as her toes were warm again she left as casually as she had arrived and without saying a word. Think cat.