Friday, January 21, 2011

Sometimes you just feel...

...tired, hun?

He tries so hard to be a big boy with all the potty training, going to school, learning English, teaching his little brother just how to do stuff whilst at the same time teaching him to stay away from 'his' toys. And let's not forget the most important thing: trying to get his parents to do the things he wants them to do. In this last category, we've tried to tighten the reigns a bit. So now, instead of bossing us around, he asks kindly ("Ma-ma, wil jij mij hel-pen...", with lots of emphasis on every syllable). It's the little details that matter, right?

But there are other times when the role of being a big boy is a bit daunting. He will then declare himself a little baby. That is, when he decides he's not a girl. Gender identity supposedly develops somewhere between the ages of 1,5 and 2,5-3 (although at this time children still assume you can swap sides), but we're still waiting on that particluar coin to drop. I think it's mostly to do with wanting to be a girl. Cause girls get to like pink.

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