I felt twinges of annoyance when people have told me things like "just wait 'till you see how wild he's going to be" or "he will destroy your house" when referring to the fact my second child was going to be a boy. How different could boys and girls be?
There are things I've noticed Ari doing that Isabelle never did, such as, crawling on the shelf below the top of our coffee table and unloading all of the board books from bookshelves. I've chalked this stuff up to the fact that his physical development (i.e., his gross motor skills) is happening earlier than his sister. No big deal.
This morning, I was getting ready to for the day in my bedroom while the kids played together in Isabelle's bedroom. Suddenly, I heard Isabelle yell, "Mommy! Mommy! Mommy! Ari destroyed something!" A second later she was standing in front of me.
"We were playing and he grabbed the nightlight out of the wall."
So what? This is an every day occurrence.
"Okay…" I replied.
"And then this happened!" Isabelle produced the nightlight — in three parts — for me to see.
"Whoa! Were there any other parts on the floor?"
"No," Isabelle replied. "This was everything."
"You were wise to take this away from him and bring it to me. That shows me you're looking out for your brother. Thanks for being responsible."
"He broke my nightlight," Isabelle stated matter-of-factly.
"He didn't mean to do that," I said as I tried, unsuccessfully, to put it back together. "We have other nightlights."
"Okay," she said.
"C'mon, let's get the little destroyer and go to camp."
My take-away from today: This is the first of many things the boy-child will destroy.