Charmed

A little boy. I expected another granddaughter last year and then Owen was born. A new little one to love and the bonus experience of a boy. We had a girl ourselves and two granddaughters already, so we didn’t know what was in store. Let the fun begin!

It it has been a joy. He is such an amazing little guy. 

His sisters had traditional male and female toys. They gravitated to the “girl” toys while he plays more with the “boy” toys. Cars, truck and trains are his favourite small toys. He hugs dolls but doesn’t play long with them, not so the vehicles.

When he selects a toy, we play a remarkably long time for his mere fourteen months. Of course Nanny provides sound effects for the toys, the usual motor sounds or the choo choo even though every toy has its own soundtrack, such as the alphabet, colours and numbers.

It recently occurred to me however, Owen will only know electric vehicles for most of his life. With their silence, I wonder what sounds he will make for his grandchildren when he plays cars with them?

I watch as Owen attempts to make the sounds I make today and marvel at his sweetness. Whatever the play becomes for later generations, I trust he will be just as charmed as I am.