I feel a failing in that it's now been more than two months since my last "Dear MrMan," letter. Part of it is that there's too much to say. Part of it is that it's harder to delineate his changes. But maybe I'll get one written one of these days. In the meantime, perhaps I should just document things as they strike me, rather than saving them up for a letter. Along those lines....
A recent development has been MrMan expressing his preference (or dislike) for certain pieces. (That sentence was for my Ameh. For the rest of you, I will clarify that I am referring to pieces of clothing and shoes.) Two days ago, given the choice between two very similar shirts, one patterned with small vehicles, the other with bugs, he excitedly chose the vehicle one. Yesterday, he and I took a little post-prandial walk. We ate early* so it was still light out and, since Sam is out of town, I took MrMan down to the next block for his daily viewing of the neighbor's dogs. Something that is usually a father-son bonding experience when Sam gets home from work.
When I suggested that we go outside and started to grab a pair of shoes, MrMan was obviously very down with the outside part. But the shoes I was picking up were SO not acceptable to him. It took me a moment to realize that he wanted to wear his aquasocks. I bought them for him a couple of weeks ago, and they've quickly become the hanging-out-around-the-backyard-and-block shoes. I guess he's picked up on that pattern. Or maybe he established it. Whichever the case, once I put those on him, he was ready to go and out the door.
*We are notoriously late eaters. But since Sam was leaving town, my mom cooked dinner hours early, so that he could eat before departing. She was able to do so because she is one of five people in the house in various stages of sickness. Yes, every single one of us has been sick this week.
Posted by Shokufeh at March 28, 2007 11:12 AM