Tuesday, April 13, 2010
Despite some of the frustrations, disappointments, and worries, there is something about being J-man's mom that is absolutely wonderful. As his mom, I don't... I cannot.... ignore the small moments of wonder, or newness. Of discovery. Those moments just appear like magic and they have such strange purpose and beauty.
J-man learned to flush the toilet yesterday. He tried to put the shampoo bottle down the toilet, but Daddy caught him... with this sly look on his face.
J-man learned to get in and out of the tub yesterday. He crawled in and out, over and over. He streaked through the house, his little bum wiggling wiggling wiggling as he was giggling giggling giggling.
J-man did not want to put his jammie shirt on, so he took it off and (not knowing I was watching) hid it in my drawer. When I questioned him as to the location of his shirt, he sneaked a look over at the drawer, grinned, and ran away.
And last night, as I sang "Twinkle Twinkle Little Star" while flickering the lights on and off, he raised his hands up and fluttered them like little stars and used his voice to "sing along". For the first time.
Small moments that might get forgotten (or not even noticed) by others.
But not me.