Like Mother, Like Son...

One of my biggest worries being a single mom was that Braylon would grow up a "Mama's boy" or be overly sensitive and be the wierd kid in class that wore the jean jacket with a Bedazzled unicorn on the back with jellies on his feet. Granted, I would NEVER let my child out of the house like that, but you get my point!

Braylon does have MANY male figures in his life, so I'm not sure why I thought this would be a problem. He loves to mow outside, or tackle his Papa. He loves hitting golf balls or playing mororcycles with his uncle Jason. He loves playing in the sandbox or jumping on the bed with his uncle Josh. He loves playing video games or shooting Nerf guns with his step-uncles. More then once he's asked me to fight him, which involves us pretending to punch each other. He can hit a baseball, dribble a basketball, and throw a football better then most 5 year olds. Yes, I am boasting a bit, but he's most definitely an all around BOY!

However, he definitely has characteristics that are from me and ONLY me. For instance, a new pair of shoes makes him happier then just about anything. When I put them on, he smiles and giggles and runs around staring at his feet. Then for weeks after that, he always asks to wear his "new shoes".

This morning, he proved once again that he does have a little bit of his mother in him. I was loading him up to take to Papa/Mary's house, and it was a VERY windy morning. As I was buckling him in, my hair was flying all over my face making it hard for me to see. Braylon asks, "Mama, what's getting your face?" I tell him that it's my hair and he responds, "Oh no! Now it's all wrong!"