the men in my life

I was chatting with my sister this week (which is a daily thing - thank you, Lord, for unlimited long distance) and we were discussing that we really did not mind being the only chick in our houses. She has two boys (three counting hubbie) and I have four (five counting hubbie). And while I have a pang of envy when I see tea parties, dresses, prom shopping and wedding dress shopping, we have decided that we are going to take the "glass half full" response - and selfishly enjoy being the only Princess in the house.
So, in no particular order of importance- here is WHY I love being the only woman...

-I am the only one that requires a manicure and pedicure.
-I don't have to wrestle and can watch TV while they tear each other apart on the family room floor. (seriously, I cannot watch them wrestle. It makes me nervous).
-I am admired and wooed by five men. The twins write me love notes while they are at school. Jeffrey loves on me every day. Don't even ask how much love I get from Andrew (it is obscene). Actually, the four little men make Jeff feel badly sometimes!
-I will eventually perfect the art of being Mother of the Groom. I promise, future daughter-in-loves that I will wear whatever color you wish and I will adore your babies.
-The mention of any hormonal issues causes any boy near me to scatter and leave me alone. I am the only one that requires tampons. One of us around here with that issue is PLENTY.
-My boys all feel very protective of me and I find that very sweet. In the fiercest gun fights around here, someone will shout loudly - "You CAN'T shoot MAMA - we DON'T SHOOT GIRLS!"
-I can do all my boys hair for church in about 30 seconds. They line up at the sink - a splash of water - and poof, they are ready.
-There is no clothing drama. They wear jeans and t-shirts eveyday and are thrilled with it. They each have one pair of tennis shoes. (During the summer, they add a pair of flip flops).
It is good to be the queen!