Zack is just talking, talking, talking. It's as if he's suddenly getting his mouth around all the things that he's been listening to for months. We've been making notes of the news words for a while, but in the last few days it's just exploded. Isn't language an amazing thing ? I was watching my friend Elly's little boy a few months agao and was astonished at how he mimicked her every word, and now Zack is doing it. Of course there's heaps of babbling going on, but for the rest it's great fun.
Favourite word is still 'car'. But that's how it goes with boys !
The Aside:
Coming back to London was a shock to the system. We had a few rough nights and Zack is becoming more and more head-strong. He bit me hard on Wednesday morning at our mum's group, because I wouldn't let him have a 4th biscuit. Lots of screaming and stamping of feet, and then when I confronted him and said "no", he bit me. I smacked him in front of all the mummies. Yesterday we were in Hyde Park, in a playground, and 2 mums came to blows because one's child was being picked on by another (with absent mum). Heaven help you if you raise your voice, let alone your hand to some kid who is pounding yours. What a crazy world we live in! Jackie was saying how strange it is that we are so involved in our children's lives (stimulating them, educating them, entertaining them), compared to our mums who chased us outside to play, and our grandparents who were even less involved (by all accounts - see ITV's new parenting series, Bringing Up Baby). There has definitely been a trend in the last 100 years towards tighter bonds with one's children. The down-side is tho', that we don't trust anyone with or near our kids. There are paedo's everywhere, we're told. Stranger Danger! etc. etc. It puts so much more strain on mums who are already collapsing under the load of domestic duties, and dad's under the strain of providing, supporting. Yadda Yadda. And there isn't always someone to listen to your ranting and moaning. Parenting is not an easy road. It's bloody hard work.
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By all accounts you are doing a great job. This brought memories flooding back! My "biter" was out of control and I eventually gave what I thought was a gentle bite back - on the arm. To my great mortification there was the evidence! It resulted in long sleeves for a week or so! However, said biter never bit again. I am not advocating that you take a chomp yourself. If one did that in the USA these days one would probably be reported to Children's Services for abuse. Working in a school has taught me that one minds one's own business UNLESS the safety of a child is involved -then I refuse to shut up. Nothing prepares one for marriage let alone parenthood and it usually takes reading or hearing a comment and the memories return. One is left wondering how one's offspring ever survived as it is really a hit and miss science! But, oh so rewarding!! Hang in there, sweetheart!
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