It was one of those moments where your heart simply bursts with pride. Your child builds her first block tower after many attempts – and leaves it standing for more than 3 seconds.
I snapped a photo while coaxing Bella to, “Wait, wait just a second, then you can knock it down.” (The number of blurry shots I got while saying that…)
After, she sent the blocks sailing with her hands and shrieks of joy at how far they landed. Picking one up again, she glanced at me with a smile. I knew something special was going to happen.
I was right.
She chucked it at my head as hard as she could and then clapped as I keeled over, clutching my forehead.
Thanks to my (read it every night religiously) parenting book Positive Discipline, I didn’t react. I simply sat there for a moment (in pain, those Plan Toy blocks have wicked corners) analyzing what had just happened and what Positive Discipline might suggest. As corny as that sounds, it works. I knew she didn’t do it to be evil (repeat it after me – the smirk on their face is not intentional). So after a moment, I looked up and signed “Hurt” to her. She stopped clapping and looked at me in utter horror.
“Hurt?” she asked, signing it back.
I nodded. “You hurt Momma.”
I decided to go a bit further and said, “Can you say sorry to me for hurting?” I signed it to her. She thought about it for a sec, and then patted her chest signing “Sorry,” and threw her little arms around me.
And once again, my heart burst with pride. For both of us.
Baby steps people. And Baby Signing Time, but baby steps for me. :p
Also – some type of stylish parent helmet for block play time? Yes?