G1 is 15 months now. Yesterday we were looking at books together. He has specific interests - and expects me to understand his words for things. So he gave me a dirty look when I didn't instantly swap to the book with the dog picture in it. When I persisted in trying to show him something else instead, he lunged for the book he wanted, gave me another dirty look (wish I could capture one on camera), and shook his head to say,"No!" more clearly, in case I had a cognitive defect.
Here he is with G2 who is 11 months, who will soon have a three week stint of being looked after by her dad while Ali finishes off her Master's, in teaching deaf children.
Thinking about how and why we say no is quite interesting. Babies and young children are often very clear. It's black and white to them. Sometimes it's black and white to us adults too, but more often it's not. Someone on the phone asks you for money for a good cause... Someone asks you to give an hour of your time to make soup for a worthy cause,and you can well afford the ingredients, but the time factor is a bit of an issue...how should we approach these requests on our time? If we take them all we collapse in a heap. But sometimes I feel I could do more, and choose to say "No!" because of selfishness, coated in some "me time " pleading.
Yesterday while walking round the block I met a guy taking his model aeroplane for a spin. How nice to have the opportunity for that kind of fun.
Then I walked a bit further and saw this...
And then this...
And this...
And finally this...
Good to feel the serenity...
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