at dinner the boys reminded me of this poem
What are little boys made of?
What are little boys made of?
Frogs and snails
And puppy-dogs’ tails,
That’s what little boys are made of.
What are little girls made of?
What are little girls made of?
Sugar and spice
And all that’s nice,
That’s what little girls are made of.
as a girl i remembered the sugar and spice and all things nice but until i had little boys i didn’t realize how well frogs and snails and puppy dog tails fit.