But, since I am here, I will say that I have the sweetest little boys. Today, we went on a walk which eventually took us to the park where we played for an hour or so. Asher had his Lightening Mcqueen car with him and was driving it around on the park benches making a horrible noise that attracted the eyes of all the children playing there. One little boy came up to Asher to see if he couldn't "share" the car with him. Seriously, how cool can you get when you have Lightening? Instead of sharing, they ended up running around and around the park and then all of sudden one of them, and then the other, would plop down on the ground, throw their feet over their heads and then collapse down into the ground and then just lay there smiling.
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| I didn't get a very good picture of it... I felt awkward taking a picture of someone else's child without permission |
It reminded me of Rachel's boyfriend's (Tanner's) comment last night about dogs. (I paraphrase). How great would it to be a dog, where you are just so happy to be alive all the time. Sure, something bad might happen, but the next moment you are just as happy as can be. No problems or worries. Nothing gets you down (end of paraphrase:). This is exactly how these two boys were behaving. Laughing and smiling, life was great and wonderful... oh! plop! and enjoy!... kick your feet up... stare at the sky... feel the warm sun and then jump up running and laughing again... as if every fiber, every atom was participating in the joy, exhilarating just to be alive.
Isaac and I stayed closer together. I worry about this little boy sometimes, I try not to worry too much because sometimes when you worry too much... it gets worse. This little cherub of mine laughs when you tell him no too firmly. For instance, when he is grabbing for electrical chords and etc, a sharp no will only illicit a laugh from him. Sigh. Surprisingly though, it eases the tension rather then makes it worse, something so sweet and innocent in the way he laughs. Not in defiance, but as if he doesn't understand and thinks it is a great joke. It wouldn't be so funny if something happened, but so far nothing has come of it and in the mean time I will keep teaching him the pros and cons of playing with electrical outlets.
I have a feeling we will have to think and rethink ways to discipline him, something that doesn't make him laugh, but doesn't crush him either... just teaches him to know and respect his boundaries. But not only does he laugh when disciplined, he is very stubborn and persistent. And now I am discovering that he is fearless.
If given the chance, created by my absence, he would have gone down the slide all by himself. Headfirst. No fear. I believe this is a little bit of the dare devil seeping through his serene and sweet character. I have seen many kids freeze with fear on top of a slide. To have a one year old go down enthusiastically, laughing and climbing back up... well, yes I would say dare devil. It may not be so much what he is doing, but the thrill seeking, the pushing yourself to do something hard, trying to catch up with your older brother, sort of attitude he has.
It all leaves me wondering how these characteristics (sweet, serene, laughint at authority, stubborn, persistent, fearless, intelligent, humorous etc, etc) as a babe will shape and form the toddler, child, adolescent and adult. They will be all right, but I do believe there may be some steep climbing/learning curve for all of us in the future
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