Babies To Toddlers

Frogs And Snails, And Puppy-Dogs’ Tails

What are little boys made of? Frogs and snails, And puppy-dogs’ tails;

Our two year old boy is pretty fearless, he jumps off things, onto things and at things with little regard for the consequences. He dive bombs into his cot head first. I often receive reports from Nursery or Grandparents that he “launched” himself at something or someone and that is why he has this bruise or that plaster. He runs or skips everywhere he goes, there is nothing he loves more than a big open outdoor space like our local park. Holding his little hand tightly, through the car park and then saying “You can go now“, is like setting a wild animal free from captivity. He will just run and run. He’ll stamp in all the puddles, roly-poly down all the hills and just sit in the grass and the mud and grin.

The child is wild. I bloody love it.

He’s always a mess, god love him. Paint or food or snot smeared on his cheeks or t-shirts, mud in his fingernails.  He dances, he just dances  and doesn’t have any inhibitions holding him back. He makes up little songs about people or his toys and his rendition of ‘Baa Baa Black Sheep’ is terribly serious and well rehearsed.

He sucks his thumb and eats his bogeys. I couldn’t care less.

He’s still sleeping in a cot and wearing a nappy. I’m not worried, we’re not in a rush.

He is fiercely independent or at least he desperately wants to be. He will carry his own bag, he wants to “run on the path” without holding your hand. He’ll lose his shit when he can’t do something by himself and has to be coerced into asking for help.

He loves. He loves hard. If he loves you, you are in no doubt. You will be told several times a day, you will be kissed savagely. You will be asked to play or read. You will be the victim of his jealously when you turn your attention elsewhere.

You are incredibly lucky.

This is what our little boy is made of.

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  1. Morgan Prince says:

    What a beautiful post! This sounds so much like LP.
    Thanks for linking to #PoCoLo

  2. Sounds like my little one, he is made of what he is made of and that is regardless of gender. He is just him. And I wouldn’t change a thing.

  3. I envy such fearlessness! My son flips between similar bouts of charging around but then can be so fragile and easily upset the next. He’s like a rhino made of glass.

    Love the happy photo!


  4. I love every word of this post. Every. Single. Word. I think our kids would get along. #FabFridayPost

  5. Love this! Ah to be a toddler again with no worries and just finding the whole world pretty amazing and fun. Love the photo, that’s pure happiness right there. Thanks for linking up to #PicknMix

    Stevie x

  6. Oh how your little dude sounds like a delight! I’m smiling just thinking of him via your lovely description and gorgeous photo. Love every minute!

  7. fairyqueen says:

    brilliant!! that’s what boys are for. I’ve got two and love their energy, love their demanding nature that turns to soppy cuddling in an instant. I love your feature picture, says it all!!:)

    mainy – myrealfairy


  8. And amen to that. My guy’s so similar and he’s four. I hope he never grows out of it 😍 #effitfriday

  9. What better way to be than totally fearless and enjoying life bogeys and all! Thanks for sharing #effitfridays

  10. Beautiful 🙂 #effitfriday

  11. nourishingmyscholar says:

    Oh my, you! Little boys are made of solid much more than frogs and snails and puppy dog tails! I too love all that comes with that sweet little boy package. Of course mine isn’the as little anymore…and I miss it. #MMBH

  12. The Mum Project says:

    Aw I absolutely love this post, I was smiling the whole way through! He sounds like a wild one, fun and adventurous, all or nothing!! Haha This makes me excited for when mine starts to show his personality. Thanks for sharing with #StayClassy!

    1. Hehe he’s mental, it’s just me him and the mud today – I’m exhausted just thinking about it!

  13. And proud of him you should be! #MMWBH

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