Last night Zbear was up late bc she didn't get a nap until 2pm D/T church and lunch afterwards. So I had the rare chance of play w/ just her after Bub went to bed bc he had school in the morning.
What was so wonderful for me is that she understands typical "baby" games. she had a bath and after I finished drying and dressing her we played tug of war with the towel and chase. Bub never got those kinds of games until he was much older, like 4 years old, and after much patient teaching, over and over and over. Bub does get games, but it takes a long long time to get the concept thru to his reality, and communicate the give and take of a game, and the understanding the necessity of taking turns. Z seems to understand this intuitively.
I know this sounds silly to most other moms, but I never saw this before her. Bub was so atypical that even tho I read about it in my human development classes, psych classes, and Pediatric Nursing classes, it was my reality and I couldn't really imagine what normal development would look like as a reality.
Later on, we played with a truck, where I would push it to her and she would push it back to me. Bub still struggles with this game. He'll capture the truck/ball, maybe push it again, but not to me, off into a corner instead as if to say, "you play the game wrong momma".
But Zber and I played and played. Her little laugh brought a lot of sunshine into my heart yesterday. I thank God for both my kiddos and their strengths and weaknesses.