Lately Captain Bravo wants to be even more independent. I think it must have something to with having a older brother – he is in a hurry to get skills.
I will lay his clothes out in the morning as part of my routine. He has been sneaking off to find the clothes and put them on himself and then run and surprise me.
“Look Mommy!” he beams.
I of course react with all of the surprise and elation which the occasion demands, and then quickly add,
“It’s on backwards, though. Is it comfortable like that, or do you want to change it?”
He, of course, replies that it is comfortable and that he does not want to change it.
“No problem,” I say.
When we go out, I ask him again if he wants to flip his shirt around or leave it the way it is. He always wants to leave it.
So we do.
He is so proud of his new abilities. I don’t want to discourage his independence. And besides, I think the tell-tale signs of a three year old dressing themselves are incredibly charming.
And so it is that Captain Bravo has his very own Backwards Day almost every day lately.
I would join him, but I never seem to get the memo.