Miles has always been a mama's boy. For the first months, he got all his nourishment from me so this made complete sense. We started to notice that Miles believed that Daddy was for fun and Mommy was for comfort. Then there came a time when Jeff would go to attend to Miles' needs and he would send him away, wanting me. He would want me to carry him even if Jeff offered to, he would want to hold my hand or sit in my lap, even if Jeff was there.
But there is a new shift in his personality. Two days ago, as we all got home from work and daycare, I watched Miles follow after Jeff as we marched around to the front of the house. Jeff absentmindedly pulled a piece of ivy leaf off the fence as he walked. Miles, walking behind him, did the exact same thing, imitating his daddy.
Later in the evening, Jeff was using the electric drill/screwdriver to get some screws out of a piece of wood and, of course, Miles wanted to watch. Jeff warned him not to get too close as the drill could be dangerous and showed him where he had cut his finger. As we went upstairs to get ready for bed, Miles went straight to his little tool kit, got out the drill, and started "working" on his crib. Then he showed me his "ouwie" where he too "cut himself with the drill."
The funniest thing is that Miles is now starting to make the distinction between boys and girls. He knows that he has a penis and daddy has a penis. The other day he asked me if I had one. So begins the birds and the bees conversations...