One of our good friends gave us our very own set of choo-choo's that her children had outgrown (thank you!!) and it is both fun and frustrating. It is such a delight to watch the little man figure things out... sometimes the temper tantrum comes first, but usually, with some encouragement, he gets how to do it on his own. As we re-connect the trains for the 73rd time, I already think about the times he won't want me to do things for him. All the things I have to let him do on his own. I already sense that those moments will fill me with both pride and wistful sadness. Right now, he needs us, and that is enough. At dinner time, we are already not allowed to touch the spoon (at least not often) - he needs to do it himself. It's funny, to watch him try to scoop his food up with the wrong end... but it is one of those things he figures out. We are working on the socks and shoes... he has the concept, but lacks some fine motor execution still. Last night, I asked him if he had pooped. He reached behind himself and pulled at the top of his diaper to open it so I could look for myself. SO helpful. :-)
24 June 2009
Choo choos
One of our good friends gave us our very own set of choo-choo's that her children had outgrown (thank you!!) and it is both fun and frustrating. It is such a delight to watch the little man figure things out... sometimes the temper tantrum comes first, but usually, with some encouragement, he gets how to do it on his own. As we re-connect the trains for the 73rd time, I already think about the times he won't want me to do things for him. All the things I have to let him do on his own. I already sense that those moments will fill me with both pride and wistful sadness. Right now, he needs us, and that is enough. At dinner time, we are already not allowed to touch the spoon (at least not often) - he needs to do it himself. It's funny, to watch him try to scoop his food up with the wrong end... but it is one of those things he figures out. We are working on the socks and shoes... he has the concept, but lacks some fine motor execution still. Last night, I asked him if he had pooped. He reached behind himself and pulled at the top of his diaper to open it so I could look for myself. SO helpful. :-)
