My Kid Is The Proud Line Leader, 24/7
2 years, 10 months.
In the culture of nearly 3 year-olds, I’m assuming that the “line leader” status is pretty much king.
Mommy and I have been noticing that you have been using the term quite frequently as you play with your cars:
“I’m the line leader, I gotta go before you,” I’ll hear you say in a falsetto voice, portraying whichever Hot Wheels car is that is indeed the appointed line leader.
What’s really funny is that you have now begun daily announcing yourself as the line leader… each morning when it’s just you and me as we’re leaving the house for school.
It first happened one day last week as I was sitting down on the carpet, putting on my shoes. You stood up and calm-assertively darted to the front door:
“I’m the line leader.”
At that exact moment, I was preoccupied with thoughts of gathering together my lunch and your snacks for the car.
But I soon realized that I had to take you quite seriously on your claim.
So I just rolled with it.
Though I’ve always been very particular and strict about not letting you anywhere near a street or parking lot without me holding on to you, I realized I need to start showing you I trust you with some boundaries.
Our deal now is that you get to lead us to the 2nd sidewalk square from our front door while I lock up. Granted, I never take my eyes off you while I’m doing it: I’m in reaching distance of you.
Sure, it’s just a matter of a few feet each morning, but you do indeed get to be the line leader.
The current theme/new cool word in your life right now is very clear to me. So I’m trying to make it more relevant for my own life too.
Yesterday morning on the misty, Seattle-like drive to school, you asked me why I stopped to let the 18 wheeler turn in front of me.
My reply: “Because… he’s the line leader.”
I figured you could follow that logic.
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