Thursday, November 22, 2012
It's a . . . boy!
No, I'm not pregnant. I'm referring to Christian--he suddenly turned from a toddler to a boy. (According to him, he's not an 'old man' as I teasingly called him on his birthday-- he's a 'old old old old boy.' He turned three earlier this week, but it didn't hit me that he as entered a new stage-- that of a boy-- till I saw him walking tall, sure footed, and almost trendy going sock-less in shorts and shoes running around with his stick playing in his fantasy world on the way home from our Indian Thanksgiving. On the bright side of this aging is that I have my baby Simeon who is just as cute in his own way at a younger stage, Christian finally lets me read to him (and the books are finally fun), and he is saying (and signing) the funniest and sweetest things. I never have felt like I got that mother instict thing down, so having Christian be able to communicate with words to me and in the process I get to see how his mind (and tender heart) work, is priceless. He was my little stranger the day he was born, but he has been a gift of surprises every day since then to find out and more more this who this endearing child is.