Like Father, Like Son

For the first year of his life, my son, didn't want much to do with his daddy. John was a "mama's boy". Understandably so. Our oldest daughter was in school all day and Charlie was at work all day. He had me all to himself all day long.

John's now 2 1/2 and wants to do everything daddy does. He wants to sit with him on the couch, he wants to be in the garage with him. When Charlie walks in the door at night he runs to him to give him a hug and say hello. The stresses of Charlie's day melt for a moment when John comes running around the corner to greet him.

Back in November we had to replace my glasstop stove because there was a large crack across it and made the large burner unusable. I thought it was a safety hazard and tried to do as little cooking on it as possible. We bought a new coil burner stove. Charlie used a handcart to get the old stove out of the kitchen and bring in the new stove. John watched as Charlie unplugged everything and took a piece from the old stove to use for the new stove. John grabbed Charlie's screwdriver and began tinkering with the old stove. It was adorable.

John got a "Handy Manny Tool Set" for Christmas from my parents. He immediately went around "fixing" things. Just like daddy does. Whatever Charlie does around the house, John wants to be a part of it. He's Charlie's 'mini me'.

I love that John looks up to Charlie and wants to do what he does. I'm the 'stick-in-the-mud' mommy who makes him say "Please" and "Thank You" and makes him 'go' on the dreaded potty. But daddy, who only sees him a couple hours in the evening, is the "fun" one. The one who races matchbox cars, plays 'monster', has tickle fights and uses big tools and works on cars in the garage.