My little self-esteem booster
Steven is the most independent kid in the world. I mean that sincerely. He wants help with NOTHING, until it becomes perfectly clear after 3 hours or so that he simply cannot do something by himself (favorite phrase: "I DO IT!").
Walking down the stairs is certainly no exception. Since the ones in my house are hardwood with a ceramic tile landing, however, I'm hesitant to let him go it alone. Especially since he refuses to think the railing might actually help with his stability.
So yesterday morning, I took my usual place in front of Steven going down the stairs, and to my surprise, I hear him say "Mommy, I want to hold your hand." Aww. I gladly obliged.
Then, after a few steps, he says, "Mommy, you are soooo beautiful."
Now, I really don't care if that's something he heard from a movie, or something my daycare provider taught him, or if he actually made the connection between his birthday is coming up and how saying that could have an effect on his loot... It just doesn't matter.
I should've done this kid thing years ago.