Some days, I think I'm failing. I had all these ideals-
No screens before 2!
No Happy Meals!
Books, everywhere, all the time!
Egalitarian toys! Dolls and kitchens and trucks and blocks for BOTH boys and girls!
Home-cooked meals all the time!
Watch Elmo? Watch Abby?
Watch Dee Tiger? (Daniel Tiger, the new Mr Rogers, rebooted)
Daddy's phone? Mommy's phone? (so he can open the PBS app and watch more videos)
He eats entire fast food kids meals, then asks, "More fries?"
We have dolls for him, but they stay at the store for the most part & don't come home. He mostly wants to play with cars and balls, and almost can name more types of vehicles than I can.
I'm not a total failure, though (and I do realize the things above aren't necessarily failures! Just reality.) He's talking well. He eats all sorts of foods beyond the typical toddler favorites. We *do* read to him, and he has his favorite books he requests at bedtime. The tantrums are few. He's happy, healthy, and active. He loves his Mommy, Daddy, Grammy, Poppy, Grandma, Pappaw, uncles and aunts. He sleeps all night in his own big-boy bed. He still slows down long enough to snuggle on occasion. He knows how to be nice to pets and babies.
That last one is especially important, since he'll have his very own baby brother here in 4 months, give or take a couple weeks. We get to do this 'toddler boy' thing all over again!