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December 15, 2005
Narcissistic Independence

Mona Lisa
Originally uploaded by jfsl3.
There's a portion of the Christmas Grinch, a dab of my crazy assignment, a cup of blog ennui and a whole lot of "Franklin! Would you Puuuleeeease!" in my eggnog these days.

There is no alcohol due to the afore mentioned dab of crazy and that's really too bad because the mornings before work seem to require a hefty dose of rum.

Good News:
Franklin will be moving on to a new centre soon. He is to join many of his old friends and other older kids and will be able to model after them. At the moment he is in the world of toddler and his long-awaited leap to pre-school has finally come. This is good because intellectually, I think he was a little bored in the centre he's in now. Of course more challenge is good but it also brings with it the....

Bad News:
Franklin is persistent, Franklin is intelligent, Franklin has self-confidence and loves to smile and laugh. However, what Franklin seems to lack is that stage of insistence that all toddlers seem to go through at one point or another - the "Let-Me-Do-It-Myself!" stage. Of course, this passive quality has helped us immensely when we need to get somewhere quickly. Children are slow - at everything. However, a child that is willing to talk (and talk and talk and talk) while I slip on the shoes, the hat, the coat and the gloves is handy when time is short.

However, at preschool, this passive distraction is not an indulgence he can enjoy. Self-motivation and independence is key. It's a good lesson to learn; just not one I think he's actually ready for, unfortunately.
We're working on it though. Last night he took off all his clothes and put on his pajamas ALL BY HIMSELF!
This brought tears to my eyes, not just because of raging pre-menstrual hormones, but because watching him do all this without my help both scared and delighted me. We are raising a fully functioning human being!

Okay, the jury is still out on this, but I'm optimistic.

Why was it so easy last night and not this morning?
Let me tell you.

Franklin is in love with himself.
Of course, I love that he loves himself but the reason he was so willing to do everything on his own last night was because he was watching his reflection in the full length mirror throughout the entire process - with a little Mona Lisa smile the whole time. You could tell he was impressed with his capabilities but do you think he would remember this ability this morning?

No no nonononon.

This morning was full of "I can't dooooooo it" and "Mommmmmy, Heeeeeeeeeelp Meee" and "Nooooooo" and "Whaaaaa" and...
Okay I'll stop now; I'm stressing myself out all over again.

Cripes.
Give me strength.
Posted by Ada
Comments

I'll trade you some strength for some self motivation...

Posted by: monarch @ 12.15.2005 2:31 PM | #

Hang in there Ada He is a chip off of the old mother block. He needs to get moviated and have less choises to chose from. Oh how I remember well , but look how well you turned out
Love you for ever Mom

Posted by: mom @ 12.15.2005 6:25 PM | #

Oh, Merciful Heavens, I am Not Alone!!!

Thanks, really, from a sistah in toddler-strife.

Posted by: Belinda @ 12.16.2005 1:48 PM | #

ada...we have alot in common these days.
my daughter is much like franklin in many ways and it can be exhausting at times...
AND..

we are both pre-menstrual this week...along with Dooce!

Posted by: Andrea in Canada @ 12.16.2005 1:56 PM | #

I liked having my mom dress me when I was a boy. (still do) It was nice to have her undevided attention in the same way it was nice when she touched my forehead when I was sick. I could dress myself but it took a long time. Doing it myself and learning to be more independant was important of corse but it was kind of lonely. Marc

Posted by: @ 12.16.2005 9:51 PM | #

Hi Ada,

maybe this is the thing about first-borns. Everything has to be modelled after grown-ups. Your description of Franklin sounds like Nicholas at some point - and going for the second one didn't change it a bit. So no solution there.
I guess the independence thing got solved all about itself, though - I don't know when. At some point it was just not a problem anymore - maybe when Nicholas was 6.(!!!) But I am still dealing with the forgetfullness that used to go with it. I am always saying get your coat. Get your lunch bag. Get the water bottle. And then, inevitably, the five-hour later back from school questions Where did you leave your coat/lunch bag/water bottle.

I am afraid for him, and I do love him so much.

Luciana

Posted by: luciana @ 12.18.2005 10:34 AM | #


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