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Learning Every Day :: 17th March 2004

My kids are growing so fast, learning something new, something amazing every single day...so fast that I can't catch up with them, you see. I am terrified that one day, I look back only to see that I have missed out on teaching them basic things...like 'how to bang tin cans properly like drums' or 'skateboarding 101 : the mommy's perspective - DON'T LET GO!' or 'The seven habits of highly effective crying' or 'Who moved my toys?'... you know, simple things that we, as parents, are empowered to teach our children?

You see, Jed has started to show signs of being independent and he sometimes gets into the mood of doing things ALL BY HIMSELF but still looking around to see if we would help him? He's like a confused kid, you know and I can only imagine the kind of thoughts that's fleeting through his mind. He's struggling between "I want to do it by myself" and "Help, I got both my legs stuck in the same hole in my pants!"

I mean, I can write about it, talk about it, complain about it and it sounds perfectly normal. He's just a growing, thriving, learning boy all of 2-years-old, ain't he? What should I expect from a boy his age? Driving skills? After a shower, he would struggle with us and we would engage in tug-of-war over the pants. Nope, no problems with the shirt....just the pants. He thinks he can wear the pants all by himself, you see. It's easier to stand-up and stick your legs into the holes in the pants than stick your hands through the arm-holes in the shirt and wonder how to get your head in next, right?

But you can see that he's teetering between wanting to be independent and needing help. I can't help but sit there wondering if I should just spare the guy the trouble, headache and painful experience. But in the end, I would eventually just hold it out and let him struggle with the pants until he shouts, "Mommy?" "Yes, sweetie?" "Wear pants". I would raise my eyebrows in humor and looked around, "You're asking me, Jed?"

And Joshua, dear goodness me, Joshua, Joshua, Joshua. He is into this rollerskates thing now because his cousins have got new skates, you know. This is the fault of Mattel and all those toy-making companies. If you have been out to a shopping mall lately, you would have noticed that most of the kids above the age of 2 are skooting around in something that is a cross between a pair of shoes and a pair of skates.

kid, so, yeah, I do think it's kinda cool. And if I strike lottery tomorrow, I might even consider buying a pair for myself....except....erm, I don't buy lottery!

Anyway, he's started trying out the skates himself and it's a pity that I didn't record it down on my digital camera cause it's hilarious!! He was a total jelly-fish with the skates on.

We, my husband and me, tried to get him his own skates some time back (maybe 3 or 4 months back) when he pestered us for one. We actually took him to Toys R Us to try out those shoes and the moment he felt the shoes moving without his permission, he told us, "No, mommy. The shoes are dangerous!". Damn right, you are, Josh. Let's forget about the shoes! I heaved a heavy sigh of relief because I wouldn't want to put him through the torture of learning how to use those skates and us for having to fork out RM179 for a pair of skates that he would potentially throw one side.

Today, it started all over again!

He's now asking to try on those shoes and skating around in it like a total jelly. The next time I catch him on those skates, I promise to upload it so that you can see how silly he looks on them.

But since his birthday is coming, I promised him that we would get him one of those skates for himself. He understood that he had to wait but I don't think he understood how long. Like for instance, he would be asking, "Where's my skates, mommy?" every 5 minutes!

Duh?

:: Marsha ::