Showing posts with label socks. Show all posts
Showing posts with label socks. Show all posts

Saturday, 14 April 2012

A Boy Thing?

In a project that my internal dialogue calls 'The Further Adventures of Daddy and J', I am using at least a day a week of my extended paternity leave to take J somewhere interesting. At seven months of age, he's not particularly aware of each place, but he seems to have fun and that's what counts. Our most recent trip: Tate Britain.

An older lady (OL) stops us to have a chat with J. I think it's because I put him forward facing. 

OL: Do you think it's a boy thing?
Me: Eh?
OL: What he's doing... with his feet.

I look down and witness the same view of J that I see most minutes of the day. Once again, he has pulled his socks off and is holding his feet. This is nothing new to me.

OL: My daughter, she never played with her feet, but my son wouldn't leave then alone.
Me: Her feet?

She looks puzzled (I couldn't resist taking such a golden opportunity to deliberately misunderstand)

OL: (missing my joke) No, his own feet. And now all these years later, his son does the same. I think it must be a boy thing.
Me: Oh, he's always pulling his socks off. That's what babies do, don't they? Mind you, he does pick things up with his feet.
OL: Really?
Me: He holds a toy up quite comfortably and then uses his hands to play with it.
OL: My goodness.

By her expression, this appears to be the most wondrous thing in the world. I could understand if she was still talking directly to J, but she isn't.

Me: I think his Grandad started him off doing that.
OL: Well there we are - knowledge passed on down the male line.
Me: (joking) You never know, perhaps there's a gene for it.
OL: Maybe...

We leave it at that. I think I may have inadvertently given credence to her theory.

Thursday, 3 November 2011

Baby Grows

All-in-one babygrow or baby clothes?

Me: Thanks for sending me that picture of J while I was at work - it really made my day. He looks so smart in that little dungaree outfit... and the socks... very cute.
W: I thought you'd like it.
Me: I didn't think he'd grow into those clothes so quickly.
W: He's not even two months and already we're running out of 0-3 month babygrows.
Me: I see he's not wearing the outfit now.
W: There's a reason for that.
Me: Oh yeah?
W: He peed in that one.
Me: Same with the jeans we put him in at the weekend.
W: That's right. Put him in clothes and he just wees on everything.
Me: Heh!
W: He's growing up so quickly. I think he knows that Mummy wants to see her little man stay in babygrows for a little longer.
Me: Just for a bit longer eh?
W: May be forever?