One night recently we took a trip to the store while big sister and dad were at volleyball practice. I totally gave into his enthusiastic request and put two quarters into the Winnie the Pooh ride before even going into the store. It wasn't a bribe for good behavior. Not a reward for anything. Just some fun. Right there in the store entrance.
The time will come when he won't want to go on the log ride with Pooh. When the happy theme song and gentle rocking ride will not amuse him. That day looms large for me.
He still enjoys the preschool shows. Cartoons about super heroes frighten him. He finds Oscar the Grouch even just a bit frightening if he's being mean to Elmo.
The day will come when he's a GUY. A boy who's not scared of the bad guys on shows. A boy who won't pride himself of retelling the story of Adam and Eve after Sunday School and a boy who won't think that a bath is the funnest! thing! ever!
If there's any way to prolong the inevitable, I'm all for it. He's my little guy and I can't help it, I just want to keep it that way.
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That's what I love about my boy, too - that quality of innocence that Pie has already outgrown at age four. I think it can last for awhile in boys.
I strive hard even at almost 9 and 6 to keep much of that innocence alive. They have the rest of their lives for all the rest.
I did some online toy shopping last night at Toys R Us and thought of you! I managed to knock off seven gifts.
Aww! I know what you mean. My boys were both kind of scared of Oscar and any kind of confrontations on TV shows. Now they are all about superheroes, GI Joe, and it's kind of sad. Good for you for embracing this time!
Munchkin only watches toddler TV because sometimes even the WonderPets are a little too exciting for her.
And yeah, it's nice to watch them be small, isn't it?
I know what you mean--I still ache for the days when my little boy was my *little* boy. I'm proud of how mature he's grown over the last year, but it's hard not to look back with longing!
OM, I still feel the same way about my kids. I get the same feeling I felt when B got on a horsie as I do when I see him playing with his daughter or lovingly talking to his wife. It never stops...... isn't that way cool!?
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