No Wallflower

My dad said tonight that in the two weeks he’s been here, he’s noticed a big difference in Junior’s behavior.

More assertive. More demanding. More determined.

Junior did just celebrate his second birthday, but I also think it’s because we’ve all been making an effort to be more intentional with him, more expressive and focused with our communication efforts. I think the active engagement has clued him in that we ARE paying attention and he’s become bolder because of it. And I love it. His silence does not equate to being a wallflower.

Tonight, when he and Martin made his “night night” rounds to everyone, Junior flopped himself out of Martin’s arms and folded himself up underneath me as I read a book. And then he looked up at me, waiting, like, “You shall now chew on my cheeks and blow kissy-farts on my forehead.”

So I did.