Yesterday morning, when I asked Sophie to put on socks, she came back with a spare pair of underwear instead — because we keep her underwear in the same drawer as her socks. Then there was a lot of whining because I wouldn’t let her change her underwear. She wanted flowers instead of rainbows, but we were late to preschool. I wouldn’t even blog about this perfectly-ordinary morning of parenting, except that today was so different.
Today, when I asked Sophie to put on shoes, she came back with not only shoes but also socks. She asked if her shoes were on the right feet, and when I told her they weren’t, she sweetly changed them. All by herself.
Maybe only another parent of a toddler can understand how momentous these small moments of independent responsibility can be.