Oliver has taken to puzzles lately.
He’s always enjoyed doing them with someone but a couple of weeks ago we put him in front of a Thomas puzzle and, much to my surprise, he finished it all by himself! And he is so proud. Lately it is the most frequent “quiet” activity he asks to do and he will cycle through our set of three Thomas puzzles a couple of times before he gets tired of it (and is off once again to rip the house apart).
It is so hard to sit back and not guide him or correct him or offer suggestions. That is the instinct of a mother after all – to guide and steer and help – but it is important to just stand back and watch now and then. Let them work things out themselves.
He was just so sweet doing his puzzles today, in that light and with that focus.
And then he started with the faces. He knew the camera was there but he acted like he didn’t at first.
And then he started hamming it up, asking to see the camera after every shot.
And then there’s Emery, always right behind big brother. He will sit at the table “putting together” puzzles as long as Oliver does.
Are you kidding me with that cuteness? (Despite the fresh forehead road rash from the park this morning)
Emery is just past 18 months now and, since putting him in the 18-24 month clothes, he looks less like a baby and more like a little boy each day. I remember that switch with Oliver at right around this age too. Of course Oliver insists that Emery is still a baby because being a ‘boy’ would mean he’s like him and as big as him. And that is in spite of Emery doing everything possible to keep up with Oliver.
I love to see my boys grow and learn new things but every now and then I wish we could hit the pause button and keep them here – at this age, in this moment, in this humor – for just a bit longer.