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| what? i like animals. |
it is mind-boggling to see the different physical and character traits in john that i can attribute pretty directly to either my husband or myself. we were both tow-headed blonds at john's age. john's the spitting image of his daddy at that age, too. and there's no denying those blue eyes match mine.
he's as determined and one-track-mind as his daddy is. he has his daddy's inability to focus on more than one thing at once, but he's also got his daddy's ability to do REALLY well at that thing he's focusing on. he's got his daddy's short fuse, too, but like daddy has, he'll learn to control it.
he's got my stupid sense of humor. he has my goofiness and, it seems, the music that is so deeply ingrained in me is ingrained in him as well. he is stubborn - and like his mommy, he'll have to learn to use that for the power of good instead of evil.
but the funniest thing he has in common with mom is her childhood fixation on stuffed animals. when i was young, i slept with about 50 stuffed animals in my bed - no exaggeration. and i couldn't sleep until they were each in their own particular place. i'd spend ten minutes before bed meticulously arranging my stuffed animal family.
and this morning, no number of stuffed critters could satisfy john's craving. when i put him on his changing table, he wanted the zebra off the shelf above. so i grabbed the zebra and handed it to him. he hugged it close, then reached for the pig. i gave him the pig. he hugged pig and zebra and reached for the hippo. so one by one by one, i pulled each animal down and he hugged them all and added them to the pile. and he snuggled down into the pile and giggle with glee.
that's my child!
p.s. what's black and white and red all over?
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| this guy! and his christmas penguin and zebra. |
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