Raising a Louisiana Boy

Growing up in South Louisiana, I had a fairly atypical upbringing. We didn’t move through our year in Sportsman Seasons: teal, squirrel, duck, deer, hog, turkey, alligator, etc. We did do a whole lotta fishing, though, so I think that counts for something.

Anywho. When my husband found out we were having a boy as our second child, he got really excited. Not MORE excited than when we found out we were having girls every other time we were pregnant, but DIFFERENT excited. I didn’t get it then, but I am starting to understand now.

Our son came forth from my womb stereotypically male.

Instead of the sweet baby coos and ahs his sisters uttered in their first hours on earth, my son grunted and groaned. Instead of turning his head to locate the sound of his mother’s sweet lullaby, that boy was immediately distracted by the drum of a truck motor. He is messy and moves big like a bull in a china shop. He is strong and loud. You know that little saying “A boy is noise with dirt on it” well it was VERY true in my home.

The dude loves outside. All of it. The dirt and the grass and climbing trees and throwing rocks and using a stick as a sword and worms and bugs and lizards and birds and squirrels. He is an outdoorsman through and through and in a way totally different from my girls. He is curious about all of it and could spend all his time exploring.

He joined cub scouts a year ago, and it gave him another outlet for exploring this side of himself. He loves scouting, and in watching he and my husband interact on their scouting adventures, I can see that my husband is loving it too. This is what he was excited about when we found out our son was going to be a little blue bundle instead of pink.

For his 7th birthday, we decided our son was ready to own a bb gun.

You would have thought we gifted him the moon. He has been very responsible when allowed to use his gun and follows the rules and protocols set forth by my husband very well. He understands the privilege of gun ownership. And after a summer of backyard target practice, my hubby decided our son was ready for his first hunt.

They left in the early morning hours to head out to Kaplan for a teal hunt. My husband said it was one of the greatest parenting moments of his life, and I am sure it’s up there on our son’s highlight reel as well. He tripped and fell into the crawfish ponds so many times they lost count, but each time he popped back up with an even larger smile on his face. He got to shoot the gun, and they even brought home some birds for supper.

Seeing my little Louisiana Boy loving living in a Sportsman’s Paradise makes my heart swell, and reminds me of what a truly wonderful place our state can be.

It also reminds me to look up some squirrel recipes… is that on Pinterest?

Sarah Keating
Sarah is a 30-something mom of four children under six and wife to her high-school sweetheart. She returned to Acadiana two years ago following her husband’s completion of medical school and residency in Shreveport. After the move, Sarah switched gears from full-time pediatric speech-language pathologist and working mom to full-time stay-at-home mom to her brood. Her current hobbies include “speech-therapizing” her children, re-reading the Outlander series, catching up on her Netflix queue after the kids go to bed, completing XHIT videos at naptime, and taking her medication every morning. She loves and respects the sacredness of motherhood, but sometimes you just have to let go and laugh it out. Motherhood has been the most humbling, and empowering journey she has experienced.



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