A stay-at-home-dad offers thoughts on the joys and sorrows, and everything in between, of fatherhood.

Friday, September 14, 2007

Mine!

Annalee, like all new two-year-olds, is in the midst of learning to "share." I find it odd that human beings with limited verbal skills, who've just begun to comprehend the idea of ownership, and whose socialization is far from complete are expected to do something on a daily basis that most adults do very, very seldom. When was the last time you saw a 35-year-old walk up to a 45-year old at the park and ask to borrow their new i-Phone? Meanwhile, children Annalee's age are expected to hand over their dolls, balls, and toys at a moment's notice. As Annalee's parents, Kim and I, inevitably, are caving to the bizarre social pressure on this topic, though not indiscriminately. And we're being honest with Annalee that she is being asked to do something that she won't be asked to do anywhere near as often when she is older (and, ironically, could handle it better).