When my husband was little, his parents thought he might be deaf. He was a quiet little boy who would sit in a corner and play with his blocks. Alone, silently. They would sneak up behind him and clap to see if he could hear the noise and turn around. They found out he wasn’t deaf, just a quiet guy. And he still is.
His little brother, on the other hand, was not quiet. He was adventurous and one time they found him on top of the refrigerator. He had somehow climbed up there, looking for something to do. And so far, Kane has been a lot like his Uncle Erik. Adventurous, talkative, wants to be around other people, a CLIMBER.
But as he gets older, I see his personality rounding out a bit more. I find him playing alone more than I used to. I've even had to go searching for him because he wasn't making any noise. I think his imagination is starting to be a friend to him.
Remember these record players? Kane got one for Christmas from his Nonni & PopPop (Matthew's parents). It's basically the same one you had as a kid, except it takes batteries now even though you still have to wind it up. Don't ask, I don't know why.
This play mat, a Road Roll Up, is courtesy of Annie. The cars live in the pockets at the end (on the left) and it rolls up like a mat so you can take it anywhere. Very neat, and Kane loves it.
I like seeing the different sides of him develop and bubble to the surface. He loves music like his dad and loves to read like me and loves cars like his Uncle Nathan and loves to fix things like his Papa and so on. But he's his own person and gets to choose how much of each to keep in the mix. He's deciding which bubbles will continue to surface and which will fade away.
I get to sit back and watch the mixture reveal itself. And today, I got to see an extra hour of the bubbling personality traits because he got up extra early. Like 'wanted to watch the sunrise' early.
It was a good show and he was thrilled to be outside that early in the morning, so I was ok with it. Let's just not make it a habit, ok?
Later, in an attempt to quench his thirst for adventure and things to climb, we went to the park.
Ok, I have a confession. After the eighth time of putting his shoe back on his foot, I was so over the whole "wearing shoes in public" thing and let him play in his socks. He has fat little feet and needs a wide shoe and I just haven't taken him to the store to get a pair. Bad mom, I know. But he didn't want to wear shoes anyway.
Side note - he looks so much like my brother in this picture, it's a little freaky.
And he hit a milestone today. Kane climbed to the twisty slide, sat down, and slid to the bottom, all-by-himself! He's been down the straight slides before, but this was his first time to brave the turns of the biggest slide, the one with twists, the one where you can't see where you are going. I told y'all he was adventurous. And once he reached the bottom, he went right back to the stairs, climbed up and went down the slide again. Three times! I was so proud of him and as we know, a mom has the right to be proud of anything.
After our climbing and sliding, we saw this old man sitting on a park bench. Uncanny how much he looks like my toddler, but I swear it's an old man.
And then I caught that little old man going thru my bag and stealing my wallet.
But he gave me the $20 bill he found, so I decided not to press charges. Now I just need to teach him to take money out of dad's wallet and give it to me.