Mannerisms of Toby that I Don’t Want to Forget
Kids love options and making choices for themselves, and Toby is no exception. He’s developed a meal routine that involves standing in front of the open fridge, shaking his head at all the food options we give him. Sometimes, it’s a matter of degrees: take out of the fridge whatever he shakes his head at the least. But sometimes, he’ll nod twice, curtly, confidently, quickly, and then he’ll nod slowly once. He presses his lips together, too.
Toby’s nods are funny. Sometimes he’ll nod confidently thrice and then say, “Uh, yeah,” then turn on his heel and walk straight to the kitchen table. He does this as we walk around the neighborhood, too. We’ll get to a crossroads on the sidewalk and I’ll give him the option:
“Okay, do you want to go this way or that way?” He’ll point, indicating his position on the matter, nod quickly thrice.
Then I ask, “Okay, shall we go that way?” and he’ll say, “Uh, yeah,” and turn on his heel and go. It’s funny to see such a small one be so decisive with such clarity.
When he’s feeling particularly distraught and I don’t know what’s wrong… Sometimes, Toby just needs a hug. And when he’s gotten the reassurance he’s needed, sometimes he’ll lay on my shoulder for a little longer with his arm draped over the outer curve. And he’ll give me a reassuring pat on the back.