Guest blogger Dani Klein Modisett: All this non-verbal playing with my 1-year-old is not my thing.
"That's right honey!" I say to my one-year-old who just stacked one foam block on top of another. My face is frozen in a smile so insincere it would rival Miss Runner Up's in any pageant. I look at my watch. Thank God my babysitter will be here in 20 minutes. My babysitter. I love my 1-year-old more than anything in life, except my 5-year-old. And the great thing about him is, he can talk.
Tossing a fabric-covered ball back and forth makes me want to eat a box of Twinkies 'cuz I'm so bored. I know I should be enthralled and I know intellectually watching the wonder in my boy's eyes is very cool. But I can't help it, my mind wanders. I start thinking about all the things I have to do, how the bedroom is a mess and really we need more closet space and how are we ever going to pay for that if I don't start making some decent money soon...and...DING DONG!
"COURTNEY IS HERE! YIPPEE!" I yell through the front door, unlocking it.
"How are you?" I love our twentysomething babysitter who's kind of an actress and kind of works for a music production company and gives my baby her undivided attention.
"Hi Gideon," she sings, lowering her eyes in a mock flirt. She takes him in her arms. "Come on, buddy, let's go build some blocks!"
If she looked at me like that I'd want to build blocks, too!
Maybe I should pretend I'm a twentysomething actress/student/vegan and allow myself to really enjoy my son like Courtney.
Do you ever get bored while playing with your kids?