I’m beginning to think my kid would grow up just fine without my help. I’m not saying that I’m leaving, no way, no how, but I swear that some of the new skills he learns, he does so without my help.
I know that kids watch us. They pick up on everything. I mean everything. If I lounge in my chair with my feet up, I see my son doing it the next day.
With some of the skills, I burst with pride. ”Look at my young’un,” I beam, ”he’s walking! He’s running! He’s climbing! How clever!” I set him on the stairs in the house and watch him climb them eagerly.
Then I take him to the park. He’s proven that he’s mastered steps, so he can climb up onto the play structures by himself now. Only, that’s not what he does.
My son can’t speak yet, although he’s working hard on it, but I can just see the thought bubble above his head, “C’mom, Mom. Stairs were sooooo last week!”
He runs around the corner to the bottom of the slide. He’s been holding out on me.
He zooms up the slide with ease. Where the heck did that skill come from? I know I haven’t been crawling up slides lately. Of course, watching my son have all the fun, I wish there was an adult-size slide nearby.
I guess I’d better start watching what I’m saying. This kids picks up on everything.
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