His own personality

Whichever social science you study you are more than likely to come across the nature/nurture debate. As a parent with most things I find the best stance to take with these arguments is the middle ground. 

After all I want my wee man to be open to change and have heroes who can point him in a positive direction. Change can be a good thing, pushing us out of our comfort zone making us try new things that we are not particularly comfortable with. 

Yet I don't want him to loose those pieces that make him well him. From birth his personality started to show through. Often you will hear me or his daddy saying we have no idea where he gets it from. 

It's big and it's cheeky and it's fun and often loud. I swear you can hear my son for miles and he just never stops...the talking, the moving. 

We have gone through different stages of how willing he was to express it but it has always been there. Now he is slowly starting to make friends in the playground, seeking others out and he shows himself willing to share, up for an adventure.

Sometimes it comes across as confidence and then sometimes he is not too sure. Those are the times I think he is most vulnerable to change and influence and I as a mummy try to mould it the best way I can. I don't want to hold him back but I don't want to push him too far. I'll be honest it's a bit tricky.

One thing is for sure his personality is a beautiful thing and as a mummy I have the pleasure of watching it grow.

An evening in the park

It's been one of those weeks with glorious evenings when I find myself thinking after tea how nice it would be to go for a walk now. Never mind that I'm envisioning the sea and a promenade! What a great way though for the wee man to burn off the last of his steam. Yet by the time we finish our tea it's nearly time for bath and bed and we just never seem organised enough to fit in a little walk. So the only thing to do was actually spend our whole evening in the park. We organised a "fancy" picnic. Packed some bubbles of the blowing variety. Then off we went. 

  

Mummy's little helper

So maybe it's not a milestone and maybe it's not an amazing achievement but I like to think of it as a sign of my wee man growing up, wanting a little bit of responsibility, feeling independent and being able to take care of himself. Being only 2 I don't ask or expect too much from him but he has really led the way in showing a willingness to give of his own personal time and effort. What am I talking about? Well helping out about the house of course. He is great at setting the table and can pretty much be directed to do it all himself. His favourite admittedly is cleaning and maybe sometimes he can go a bit over the top and want to clean after every little spillage. There is nothing better than getting out the spray and wipe to clean our tables. Next in line is doing a bit of sweeping and he usually takes over if he catches me doing it. So mummies listen up my wee man is turning to be a perfect catch! :)

This is what we were doing when Andy Murray won Wimbledon