Girls have so much fun. I’m envious of it. I see it in my wife and in my daughter. I absolutely love letting my male guard down around them and being girl-silly. I’m unsure if you notice it, but having girl fun is different than when hanging with the guys. The fun I have with guy friends or with my sons is good. It’s not bad, but it can be a bore, stiff, and constrained. With my wife, as in a male with a woman, our time together is also good. I can’t say that I would trade that. She’s a pretty special person. Yet, when I’m together with her in a casual setting and can be less boyish around her, it’s so freeing. I’m filled with joy, I’m lighter, I’m content, I’m smiling. I’m a better flirt in my girliness than when trying to be all knight in shining armor (or the frog). I’m better with my wife when I’m the princess, and honestly, when I’m trying to be the male I feel like I’m a dragon. Double ugh.
Rest assured, I’m the man that my wife, daughter, and sons need me to be–however you’d like to interpret that. They know that I’m more feminine than many men around them and they’re cool with that. They know, at least in part, about some aspects of my girliness. They kid me about it some, but never in a hurtful way. With that said, I also know that I need fun times as a girl would experience them. I don’t get that opportunity as I would wish. Maybe it’s all a pipe dream and it’s not as fantastic as i think it would be.
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