The above comment was just one made while Zane was playing on the back patio the other day. Over the last several months Zane moved into the independent stage where he gets lost in his own world and speaks his thoughts and play aloud while he assumes no one is listening. Just this morning I thought he was talking to me so I called up to his room. He made it clear that he wasn't talking to me. :-)
His narration is impressive. He impersonates animals and people extremely well. (Or should it be something like "imanimates" for acting like animals? My over-analytical mind struggles with that.) That boy can neigh better than almost everyone I've heard try. He races through the house with his toy horses and other figurines and acts out amazing stories he's authored all by himself.
He scored a pair of black leather loafers this week from a consignment sale. He put them on with a pair of pants and said "I'm now a parent. I will go to work now, just like Daddy." It's interesting to me the situations and things little ones associate to growing up.
Just like Mommy he likes to impulsively explore and play in the woods. In a last minute decision the other day, after running errands and picking up crickets, we decided to go back to a park where he and Vanessa were basically traumatized by a golden retriever charging at them a year or two ago. He remembers it vividly and was extremely watchful of our surroundings as we ventured through the park. It was a good experience.
What I've come to realize recently is that I've scored just knowing Zane and Vanessa are learning that Mommy doesn't keep score -- they have my love and approval for just trying. It is my prayer and hope that they learn from my example that the score in worldly things doesn't matter. Instead, we just try to embrace people and moments as they present.
