We lay clothes on the floor.
The shape of a little boy, but empty.
Tempting him to jump in.
I leave the room.
Mostly there's just concentrated silence as he gets dressed alone.
Sometimes I pretend to peek and he tells me off, to be "patient".
Sometimes he comes running in with just socks on, giggles, then runs back.
Once fully dressed he dashes to find me.
"WOW" I say; big and drawn out, with a wide mouth.
It should sound surprised and full of admiration.
This is doing a "Wow".
Normally his top is the wrong way round. I love that.
Sometimes he gives me a "Wow" too, when I get dressed.
Ruben has known for a long time how to get dressed. The initial buzz of autonomy and pride soon wore off and he wanted me to do it again. Often I'd just do it because it was quicker.
This is the current game.
Don't know how long it will last.
Anyone have any others?
3 comments:
Well, T has a pee contest at night with the kids. "Who comes to the toilet first?" It works every time...
My daughter likes to go away and hide when she dresses too, then she comes out and surprises me all dressed, just like your boy :)
How cute!
Bonding moments last a life time!
YOU are inspiering me. I did this with Noak.I show Noak your blog from time to time and he knows very well who RUBEN is by now.
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