How To Build A Tomboy

Abby and Ailey bag their first pheasant with dad at age 7 & 5
Holly is 6 for any of you that care!  Pheasant's age - unknown

What do you do when you have 3 girls and you love to do "boy" stuff?  You do your damned best to build tomboys!  Since having 3 girls I have resigned myself to the mission that I am going to show them both sides of life.  They get plenty of the girls stuff from mom, and their grandmothers, but it is my duty to show them the man's side of life.  If I don't do it, how else are they going to learn whether they might like the activities that I love.  All of my girls are pretty proud of the fact that they are "little meatheads" like dad.  I am writing this article because I was reminded of how important my role is in teaching my girls these lessons this weekend.

     Yesterday my wife had a school fundraiser that she helped to organize called Getting Gorgeous.  It was a day where moms and their daughters could go and have facials, hair makeovers, nails done, etc.  Cathy took my 2 older daughters with her to this event and My 3yr old Mia and I stayed home.  We were supposed to be getting the house ready for a dinner party for later in the day but I had a different agenda than the one my wife left me on the kitchen counter (I hate those to-do lists!)

     The first thing I had to do was clean out my car before I could do anything.  It looked like the tool department at Home Depot exploded in my entire car, and Mia just wouldn't fit.  We spent a couple of hours outside cleaning the little Honda Fit out.  In the mean time I happened to look up from vacuuming the back of the car and I saw a wild turkey wading in the stream in our front yard.  Of course what do you do when you see a see a wild turkey in your yard?  You sick your three year old daughter on him like she is a damned bird dog and have her chase him through the neighborhood and create a tomboy lesson out of it!  See the video below! 


  

Damn she is cute!

Getting a turkey to show up on your front lawn is tough to predict, but now you know what to do if he does show up!  The next part of the day was planned.  Mia and I were to take our first fishing trip together.  She is 3 and all Costantino's get initiated to fishing by their third year, it is an unwritten rule.  We hopped into our newly cleaned car and headed to the local bait shop.  Mia thought the bait guy was totally the man when he fished 6 shiners out of the livewell for us and put them into our bait bucket!  We paid up and headed to the pond.  All the while I prayed to every god I know, Jesus, Zeus, Yahweh, Jupiter, Allah, and many more, that we would catch at least one fish quickly, if you don't your screwed.  Here are the results!

So Proud!

My God if that picture isn't worth a thousand words then what is!  The kid totally thought she was ready for the next Bassmaster classic!  We went on to catch 3 more nice sized bass!  What luck for an impromptu fishing trip!  I did have it in my head that the bass are in the spawn this time of year and that we would be pretty likely to succeed with at least one fish.  But I was really pleased with the rapidity at which we caught them and my daughters response to the experience!  Here is a little video clip of her holding a nice sized fish that we caught next!  






How many 3 year olds would even consider touching that thing!  I think that I have successfully in creating a little fishing fool out of Mia, definitely a prerequisite for tomboy status!  Also she has real potential as a bird dog, whick I might need if she eats one more of my wifes couch pillows!  More work ahead but I am hoping I'm up to the task and this kid really makes it look easy!  


Proudly,


Wacky Dad