Raising T is an adventure everyday, everywhere we go. As I sit here typing, he just ran in completely nude. Anyway, for those of you who read about our day at "the beach". I told you that there were a group of mommies who were glad to see us leave the kiddie pool. My concern of him still being fearful of the water was quickly replaced by my concern of the well-being of the other children in the water with him. I have NEVER wanted to be the mom of THAT kid. The bully kid. However, all too often with T, I have been that mom. He will take down the biggest of kids. I don't understand it! Why won't they stand up to him? He is 3 years old and weighs in at all of 23lbs soaking wet. He fell off the growth chart months ago. Brandon & I often joke that he is the chihuahua taking down the dobermans. Anyway, the kiddie pool had a "steering wheel" it controlled a big sprinkler. And guess who wanted to control it at all times? Anyone who even looked at it was taken down in the water immediately. He had taken down several boys before I realized what all the moms were looking at. I was completely mortified (remember this is before the chair incident) as I had to remove my screaming bully son from the steering wheel. I had to pry his little fingers off one by one as he flailed like a fish out of water. As we walked away I could see relief on many faces.
Just minutes later in the big pool. T sits on the side and sings the B-I-B-L-E yes that's the book for me. Over & over. To any passers by he politely says hi & Jesus loves you. He introduces himself to people & asks them their names. He befriends a girl his age. He hugs her and is as gentle as I have ever seen him be. Her mom goes on and on about his gentle nature and how polite he is. I just kept thinking about the kiddie pool. If she could have only seen. Although, I was glad she didn't.
I am trying hard to understand my son. I think God shows me glimpses of his gentle side to help me forget the chihuahua side. I am just amazed how he can go from one extreme to another in an instant. I pray continually for wisdom to raise him to be the Godly man that God wants him to be. I just pray I will still have my sanity when he gets there.
A New Normal
7 months ago
I am quickly finding out, that boys are a LOOOOTTT different from girls--even at age 2!! They are weird little creatures--and testosterone, is some type of indescribable chemical!! If you have never read "Bringing up Boys" by Dr. James Dobson--run. .don't walk. . to the nearest bookstore and get it!! I still laugh today to think about the excerpts from the front about boys and treehouses and boys blowing up the entire block of toilets after throwing a lit firecracker into the manhole--just to "see what would happen!" In fact, I want to get a copy for myself (I borrowed it when I read it) because it is time for a re-read! GOOD info! Boys are just BOYS--and I hope that is all your little man is being :-)
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