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When your children are born you anticipate the day when their personality starts to really show it's face. You wonder what kind of kiddo he/she will be. How he/she will react and deal with what life throws at them? What will their personality be like....their mood, temper, passions, excitements, frustrations, skills. Will they flee from you or stay close? Will they be climbers or sit on the blanket and eat cheese cubes? Will they dump toys or be content taking one toy out at a time?
When their little personalities start coming out we wonder...were they born that way or did we influence them. The whole nature vs. nurture starts to weigh on our mind. It is easy to hope for a little credit when they do things that make us proud...and it is very easy to blame nature on the little quirks that make our children human, unique, and ours.
Here are a few things I take credit for.... and a few things I don't....all of these are said with a giant smile and a little chuckle.
I like to think that the fact that our boys go to bed well has something to do with us... it is NOT just their personality or their need for sleep.
I like to think that I have made some choice with parenting that allows me to run errands at Target with both boys without the fear of a tantrum when we check out because they NEED candy. They always accept my reply, "not this time" with a shrug of the shoulders.
I will take all the credit for having boys that will travel 6 hours without the need to get out and run around, go potty, or feed on fast food. That is all ME!
I like to think that I have something to do with the fact that Henry LOVES water. He won't drink milk or juice but loves his water - all. day. long.
I like to think I have nothing to do with the fact that Henry is a picky eater because Charley isn't and we haven't done anything different with Henry - so how could that be my fault (wink! wink!).
It is not our fault AT ALL that Henry is still attached to his "ukkie" - that is ALL. HIM.
It is not anything that we did that has Charley struggling at times to play by himself. It must be a personality trait that he was born with.
Today we went out for lunch...instead of stopping at 'Donalds' we went to a real restaurant. I think it was one of Charley's first times really experiencing a salad bar. He loved picking and choosing. This is his second plate (meaning, this is what he went back for more of)....and I SWEAR that when I was pregnant with Charley, I turned to Ed one night, while I was devouring a big bowl of cookie dough ice cream, and I said confidently,
"OUR SON WILL EAT BEETS!"