I made them to understand that it was part of the price that must be stoically bore by little boys who chose racing gravel trucks for sport or profit. I love boys. I like them dirty, rambunctious, grinning, and spontaneous. Although little boys need to learn when and where their exuberance is appreciated. I would also appreciate the mother s embarrassment of her son s wild behavior.
Pastors are big enough to take care of themselves.
If his spontaneous exuberance lacks discrimination, train him to properly channel it, but do not turn him into a girl. Invite other boys over and go out to watch them wrestle. I always rooted for the one on the bottom, whether it was my boy or another. When other boys visited, our boys would yell and run out of the house to get something exciting going. I expected them to climb, jump, wrestle, push, fall, get hurt, and get up to try it all again.