Just kidding. But really, since Rowan has the highest voice of any human ever born (it's a pitch or two below dog whistle), treating him like a baby feels dangerously natural. Fast forward 15 years, and we'll do his homework for him, wake him up every morning, and attend his senior prom just to soak in all the memories. Seriously, there are parents like that, and it all starts with over-parenting at age two.
With that in mind, I am trying to stop carrying him at daycare. If I get him to walk with me like a functional biped, perhaps he'll move out of our house at the appropriate time. So far, it isn't going well.
He finally came running when I opened his locker and threatened to stuff myself into his jacket. Here he is, 12 or so seconds later, still upset that I would dare impose myself upon his outerwear.
He still uses binkies at bedtime. He still sleeps in a crib. He still muddies his diapers with aplomb.
But at least he plays independently.
Those are CDs from the library. He takes them out and puts them in and takes them out and puts them in. Remember when CDs first came out, and you'd only touch them on the sides? And even then, only when you had to? And only after washing your hands? Now we give them to toddlers, who will remember them as we remember cassettes.
It's funny how long we had vinyl, then 8-track, then cassettes and then how finally we had cds, which came and went so quickly in our lifetime. Now we only download essentially air, which you cannot re-sell at a garage sale or at a music store like your would with your Air Supply vinyl album. Our children will have no concept of this.
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