When I was younger, I didn't want to have kids. When I was younger, I didn't want to be a teacher. Apparently Fate had a different idea.
Now that I have a child, I am immediately a teacher. Yes, I am one of those crazy moms who is constantly trying to teach their child something. I buy educational toys, and when she watches TV, it is only educational programs (unless she is watching TV with Daddy). Regardless of that, she is still going to learn from me and everyone she comes in to contact with. Even if I weren't trying to teach her, she would still model me and learn things from me.
I know I've said it before, but I am amazed at how much the little ones change. I often don't see it, unless I look back at pictures. Today, however, I am talking about development. The big changes are obvious: Rolling over, sitting, learning to crawl, cruising, walking. It's the smaller changes that are really remarkable. I've been told that kids at this age (13 months) and younger don't form memories. In fact they say that a person doesn't form memories until about 3 years of age. I don't believe that.
Today, Jorja and I were looking at some of her more interactive books. I haven't taken these books out in awhile because she had started to wreck them a bit. But when I did, not only was she much more interactive with the books (touching and feeling everything and interested), but remembered her favorite part from before! If we don't have memories, how do we learn?
Each day is a new adventure. Each day she learns something new. Each day that I spend with her I love her even more, if that's possible.
We all change and grow as we get older. We all learn something each day. Her accomplishments just seem that much more amazing to me. But, I'm probably biased.
Sunday, February 24, 2013
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