Gideon climbed onto the kitchen counter by himself the other day. I was sitting on the other side of the room and suddenly I hear "I do it all by myself! I climb mountain!!!" He was so triumphant! He, Gideon Snider, had conquered the world!
I have to admit my heart was immediately filled with equal parts pride and fear. I was happy for him - he accomplished a goal that, I can only assume, he had been harboring for awhile. But at the same time MY BABY CAN GET CLIMB ONTO THE COUNTER! I suppose this will always happen when he "levels up" so to speak. A new ability leads to both greater achievement and greater danger. I worry about what he'll do when I'm not looking. I trust God to take care of him.
Just this evening I went to take the trash out and the moment I was out the door Gideon shut the door and turned the deadbolt. Twenty minutes later, after three of my neighbors had tried to help me break into my house with no success and we tried to talk Gideon through unlocking the door for awhile, he finally managed it. The door swung open and he was so pleased with himself. Again the pride and fear.
We were shopping at T.J. Maxx about a week ago and suddenly Adele's "Rolling in the Deep" came on and Gideon said "This a good song, Mommy. I wike it." Sometimes when we're riding in the car a song will come on that he doesn't like and tells me so. "This not a good song. Change music, pwease?" He loves "Little Talks" by Of Monsters and Men. He calls it the "Hey Song".
I let Gideon do a 6 week soccer program for preschoolers. He goes and runs around a gym with a soccer ball for an hour a week and it's good exercise. Well this week I forgot the coach said we were going to be outside and I forgot his jacket so I had to borrow one from another mom. And then it was all muddy and wet and his clothes all got soaked and I didn't pack an extra set. But we had plans after so I went to Goodwill to buy him something to wear.
I took off my sweater and put it on Gideon and I just went in wearing my tank top. I put Gideon on my back in the Ergo to try to disguise the fact that he wasn't wear, you know, pants. Next thing I know I hear him "Oh no, need help!" I couldn't really see him because he was on my back but I realized he'd managed to take both his arms out of the sleeves and put them through the neck hole so the sweater neck was around his waist. All while on my back.
Today I packed a bag of extra sets of cloths and a jacket for each other boys in case this should ever happen again.
We play a game when I put him to bed. He gets in bed and I sing "You are my Sunshine" and then as I walk towards the door I say "I love you!" and he says "I love you more!" and I say "I love YOU more!" and he says "I love you Mooooooooooooooooooooooooooo...." and he holds it until I shut the door because he wants to have the last word.
Man, I love that kid.