The things that make me proud

Yesterday marked an important milestone as a parent. One of the many you seem to hit along the way. There seems to have been hundreds already and Lincoln is only 22 months old. He seems to have grown up so much in the past month, putting fairly long sentences together for a child of his age. Hearing him speak with such understanding of what he is saying makes me very proud. But back to the main event. Yesterday, I spent the afternoon converting his cot into a bed (it comes with appropriate fixings and instructions, I didn’t just set about modifying it with my tools!). During the process of the conversion, I had a flashback to the moment I was building his cot in preparation for his arrival, it seemed like 5 minutes ago! Yet there I stood after my hard work, looking down at the cutest, tiniest, bed, all ready for my little boy. With all the bases covered as far as safety is concerned in the form of a baby gate upstairs, a nightlight and a rail on his bed so he can’t fall out I figured we were ready to let him have a little responsibility.

Lincoln was very excited when he saw what had occurred in his nursery, he duly set about getting on and off his “big boy bed” with such happiness. You could see the gratitude in his actions, you would have thought we had given him a bumper bag of chocolate buttons πŸ™‚ this made me proud.

When bedtime arrived, he had his usual bath and we kept the routine identical to normal, the only exception was when he went to bed, he could if he chose to, get out and go on a field trip of the upper part of the house! Thankfully, Lincoln stayed in his bed, he didn’t complain or get out once, he just went to sleep as normal.

Even more surprising was when he woke this morning, he again, stayed in his bed chatting and waited for us to go in. I would say that it was a very successful transition. I told Lincoln how happy I was with him and told him I would take him out for a present for being so good.

During the visit into town where we purchased toy cars, helicopters, construction vehicles, race cars and emergency vehicles (he loves playing with cars and the like) Lincoln was so well behaved. He kept taking off his sunglasses in shops and put them back on when we got outside (too cute) and then assisted me by putting the coins into the car park machine.

I guess what I’m trying to say is I’m so so happy that Lincoln is turning out to be a polite, well behaved, respectful boy and he makes me so proud every time I look at him. I know Mothers and Fathers get their “day” where their children show appreciation to them, and every holiday I want to make it the time when I show Lincoln how much he means to me. We’ve already discussed we are going for a walk tomorrow while Mummy is in Birmingham, and I can’t wait, I have no idea what we’ll get up to but the main thing is we will be spending invaluable time together.

Being a Daddy to Lincoln is the best job in the world!!!!

Here’s to tomorrow πŸ˜€


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