Lately Elijah has been spending a lot of time on the toddler side of his daycare room. He loves it. He loves being with the older kids, loves all their toys, enjoys all their activities and has even picked out his favorite armchairs. Yes, they have armchairs there. I will give you a moment to take that in. I have not seen a hearth and/or slippers yet, but may be that's only because it's still summer.
Anyway, today when I picked him up, he was hanging out on the infant side and gladly came over when he saw me. I packed all the bags, we waved bye to everyone and headed for the door, to get to which you have to go through the toddler side of the room.
As soon as we were on the toddler side, my little kid lept out of my arms, onto the floor and crawled all the way over to the toddler's toys, grabbed the toys, climbed into the armchair and started recruiting other toddlers (who were having their snack) into playing with him. I tried to get him to come back to me... nothing. So, finally I picked him up.
He cried. He. Cried. Can you believe it?
And, at home, when we were playing together, I was throwing 2 balls in the air to entertain him. He watched for a few seconds, and then brought me a third ball. I can't juggle 3 balls, so I spilled them all over the place, at which point he lost all interest and went off doing something else.
So there's my day. Basically, I'm a disappointment. Wonder what's easier: learning to juggle 3 balls, or becoming as entertaining as a group of fun-loving toddlers? Sigh. May be I'll just buy a kid-sized armchair.
Anyway, today when I picked him up, he was hanging out on the infant side and gladly came over when he saw me. I packed all the bags, we waved bye to everyone and headed for the door, to get to which you have to go through the toddler side of the room.
As soon as we were on the toddler side, my little kid lept out of my arms, onto the floor and crawled all the way over to the toddler's toys, grabbed the toys, climbed into the armchair and started recruiting other toddlers (who were having their snack) into playing with him. I tried to get him to come back to me... nothing. So, finally I picked him up.
He cried. He. Cried. Can you believe it?
And, at home, when we were playing together, I was throwing 2 balls in the air to entertain him. He watched for a few seconds, and then brought me a third ball. I can't juggle 3 balls, so I spilled them all over the place, at which point he lost all interest and went off doing something else.
So there's my day. Basically, I'm a disappointment. Wonder what's easier: learning to juggle 3 balls, or becoming as entertaining as a group of fun-loving toddlers? Sigh. May be I'll just buy a kid-sized armchair.
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