And that brings me to today's blog- the differences in my boys. I've written before about their different looks and personalities: my towhead with a round, moon face and a spitfire personality who wants it his way ALL the time and my tall, lanky dark haired cuddler who is a people pleaser and clumsy just like his mama. One will try every kind of new food you put in front of him, even though his favorite is salads and he's not a big fan of sweets. The other is picky and has to be talked into trying new foods, but give him sweets and he'll try it without being asked twice.
The other day I was noticing more concrete differences as well. E has already learned how to ride a 2 wheel bike while P didn't learn until he was 5 (But in his defense, he grew up on dirt roads, which made it hard to ride a bike). P had an extensive vocabulary at a young age, causing people to comment on words he was not only saying but knew the meaning of. E struggles to be understood still, substituting "D" for "G" on most of his words and calling his "room" his "zoom". Even though he passed his speech eval last month, he still gets frustrated that he has to repeat himself to make people understand what he's saying. At 2, E was holding pencils, markers and crayons correctly. Whereas, P still struggled with fine motor skills going into Kinder. I remember his teacher asking me if he was supposed to be right or left handed because he kept changing and was just as comfortable with one as he was the other. P far exceeded Kinder standards even before stepping into school for his first time. Book knowledge comes easy to him. E has a difficult time mastering shapes and numbers and sometimes I feel that letters and letter sounds are a lost cause. E has enjoyed playing sports since he could walk. He can throw a ball hard and fast, often making people comment about what a natural he is. P has always been awkward with sports. It broke my heart when I asked if he wanted to play T-ball again this year and he said, "No, because I'm the worst one on the team and I don't want to get teased if I lose the game for my team." It's sad that, at an early age, he has already learned this rough lesson. P has always loved books, whether he's reading them or being read to. He can sit for hours and listen to stories. E, on the other hand, wants to "read" the book to you or he has no interest in a book. But he is very analytical and will spend hours trying to figure out how something goes together. P started dressing himself at an early age (maybe 2?). Other than his shoes, he could get his clothes on and off without a problem. E is just now grasping the concept and trying to get his clothes on. Yesterday was the first time he got himself 90% of the way dressed....in a striped green shirt and plaid red/blue shorts (I loved it!).
As different as the boys are, they are also similar in many ways. They both love playing outside and would rather be jumping on the trampoline, riding bikes or playing with friends than sitting in front of the TV. They both love making people laugh. They both love wrestling with Daddy every night and going on "sushi dates" with me. They both like fishing and riding in Daddy's boat (although they differ on liking the speed Daddy drives the boat). Both loves the other something fierce. I prayed, when I found out I was pregnant, that the boys would have a special bond and that prayer has definitely been answered. E becomes distraught in the morning if he doesn't know where his "Bubba" is. Unless P is at school, they are never more than a few feet away from each other. What a blessing these 2 very different boys are in our lives! They are such a blessing and, even on the days when I've lost all patience with them, I still can't imagine life without them!
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