As they've grown, I've learned that changes happen at differently at every developmental stage. Sometimes these changes are monumental -- wiping their own bottoms! --buckling their own seat belts! Sometimes they are colossal challenges. And each time I think I've got this mommy thing figured out, it changes again.
And sometimes, they surprise me with a wonderful change that I could not have seen coming even if it was a freight train heading right toward me. Remember this I posted about 2 weeks ago?
Here's how it looked when I got home from brunch on Sunday afternoon.
All on his own, unprompted, T1 CLEANED his own room! He organized the items on the desk. (notice the ordered bowling pins? My dad's league bowling trophies in chronological order) Yes, people, he even threw some things away. My little man is growing up, and oh, how I hope this desire for neatness sticks, even if it's just every once in a while.
Not to be outdone, and because she cannot ever resist any competition, T2 cleaned her own room too. Witness the before and after:
I entered their rooms with my eyes closed when they wanted to show me what they'd done. Proud smiles emblazoned across their faces. This was something they did without me or my husband asking or nagging. It was something they did not wait for us to take care of for them. And wonder of wonders, miracle of miracles, they found
buried new things to play with. And the world opened up anew, magically, just as when they, as babies, discovered they could crawl to the brightly colored toy across the room.
I'll take this magic any time they want to cast a spell my way.