Last Toddler Standing

Today, I have some good news to share. For the first time, Andy put on his own shoes, without any prompting or help. I came downstairs to find that he had independently recognized the need for shoes, had placed sandals on his feet, then tightened and fastened each velcro closure. Sure, the sandals were on the wrong feet, but it was an accomplishment just the same.

For several minutes we revelled in his independent achievement, while I wondered just how to mention his mistake without bursting his pride. Finally, I very casually pointed out that his shoes would fit better with more room for his big toes. He accepted this feedback, and willingly made the switch. What a wonderful moment. Now this is the kind of stuff I should be recording for posterity!

And the day just got better... We attended a Mom's Club meeting with over twenty children. Normally these noisy, crowded conditions bring out the worst in my two year old, who not only wants the same firetruck as five other boys, but can't stand to be looked at by anyone toddling unsteadily towards him. Not today! He played contentedly as the other one, two and three year olds fell in tantrums and fits around him. Today, he was the last toddler standing. I was quite proud.