The Kid Whisperer

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Last week when I was home visiting my parents, Christopher, daddy and I were up in the man cave playing around. We had looked up "Carlton Banks" dancing videos and Christopher got up and danced.

There was a moment when Christopher had left the room that I said to daddy, "I have never seen him like that with anyone." I was looking for the phrase "no inhibitions", I'm not sure if that is what I actually said. 

I absolutely love Christopher's personality with my dad, and they are fun to watch together. I thought that Christopher and I had a close relationship, but there is a way that he is with my dad that says they have a cooler bond. One that is respected and not parented. There's so much I could write about, but it would take more than five minutes. 

I'd shared this on Facebook a few years ago as a throwback. It's the story behind the title of my post.

I just told this story recently about my daddy being the Kid Whisperer. According to the time stamp, this picture was taken in August of 2006, Christopher would turn two in December. My mom, brother and I had gone to the grocery store and mom bought Christopher some balloons. When the cashier tried to scan the balloons at the register, Christopher was NOT having it. He had a full blown meltdown that lasted long after we got back to the house. So much so he was getting himself tangled in the balloon strings. Seemingly two hours later daddy came home and we all went upstairs saying to daddy, "He's all yours." Within minutes we heard no more crying. As you can in this photo, its dark outside, Christopher has on his pjs and he's still holding the balloons. I don't remember how the bath went down. Granddaddy must have handled it.

So I don't leave out my mom, because this post was supposed to be about GrandparentS... I also shared on facebook last week that "Grandparents are a blessing!"

I'm so happy for Christopher to have a wonderful relationship with his. 

Christopher, Mimi, & Granddaddy  August 2018

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