Here's two I'd love to share with you:
Today I was reorganizing my sock/underwear drawer. As I was throwing away socks that have worn out, Tater kept trying to get my attention by un-stacking my nicely folded clothes. I was almost done, however, he was really wanting to play. So, I took a couple of those socks and we made sock puppets. He really loved it and thought it was hilarious!!! It was a sweet moment seeing him mimic my hand gestures with his sock. Wish I had a picture!
What I learned...enjoy the process! Matching socks isn't fun but taking a break and playing sock puppets made it fun! Also, I'm realizing more every day that what Chopper J and I do, our son will mimic. It's still a Selah (pause & reflect) moment.
The other was last nights dinner. I had just finished hand scrubbing the floor...it was in bad shape after the "re-organizing tornado". Tater wasn't eating his dinner and super fussy (teething some molars). So, in a last ditch effort made him oatmeal. He didn't want me to help him with his spoon so I finally gave in and let him go for it. The below picture was a result. Messy! Messy! Messy! However, he was SO proud of himself and clapped when he was all done. He ate all the oatmeal...at least what didn't get on his lap, shirt and floor. He went to bed a happy camper and it took less than two minutes to clean up after it.
What I learned...enjoy the process! Matching socks isn't fun but taking a break and playing sock puppets made it fun! Also, I'm realizing more every day that what Chopper J and I do, our son will mimic. It's still a Selah (pause & reflect) moment.
The other was last nights dinner. I had just finished hand scrubbing the floor...it was in bad shape after the "re-organizing tornado". Tater wasn't eating his dinner and super fussy (teething some molars). So, in a last ditch effort made him oatmeal. He didn't want me to help him with his spoon so I finally gave in and let him go for it. The below picture was a result. Messy! Messy! Messy! However, he was SO proud of himself and clapped when he was all done. He ate all the oatmeal...at least what didn't get on his lap, shirt and floor. He went to bed a happy camper and it took less than two minutes to clean up after it.
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