It's "Freaky Friday" all over again.

Did you ever see that movie? (either the original or the re-make)  Because seriously?  That is my life right now.

Seriously.

Since before Man-Child was born it seems I have been battling testostrone.

Since his birth?  It has been twice the battle - so those of you with sons - watch (read) and learn - it NEVER stops.  And eventually - they switch places - just to mess with your mind - yeah cause they are evil like that (nevermind that they say women are the crafty ones; it's the males you have to watch out for....really!).

I used to ask Man-Child when he was small - "Little Man; why did you do this?"  His response?  "It wasn't me."  Being an only child he had no one else to blame but his father - and he threw him under the bus every single time (it  was actually kind of funny).  Even when I knew better.

Back then I would ask his father to do something.  His response?  "In a minute."  Which, inevitably never seemed to come (at least not fast enough for my liking).

Nowadays?  I ask Hubby something and his response is: "I didn't do that."  Although I know perfectly well he did.  And when I ask Man-Child to do something his response is "In a minute." (and you know - uncannily like his father - that minute never seems to come fast enough for my liking....)

::sigh::

What's a girl to do - alone in this sea of testostrone that seems intent on driving her mad?  I'm convinced; they are doing it on purpose......