Into the Looking Glass

Korbin Bru loves his little mirror. If I had to say though, he likes the other side (the black and white photos) better than the mirror. However, I caught him just staring at himself and snapped this picture. He was staring so intently at himself, like he was trying to figure himself out. 

When I look in the mirror, I see who I am as a person. When he looks in the mirror, what does he see? He sees another baby. One day though, he will look in the mirror and see just who Korbin Bru is? But who is he? Everyday his little personality grows. He is learning things so very quickly. He is soaking up all the information in his world and processing it to the best of his ability. I believe that he will learn who he is and who he will be early on. I think that the beginning of a child's life can set the tone for him or her in the future. So, when he looks into the mirror later on in life, what do I want him to see?

As a teacher, I teach students. As a mother, I need to teach my son. There are so many things that I want to teach him. There are so many things that I want to show him. There are so many things I want to instill in him as he grows. I want to teach my son to be a man. Unfortunately, in my life, I have dealt with "men" who were more like boys. Boys whose mothers didn't help them get ready for the real world, either by doing everything for them, solving their problems, bailing them out of situations, or just "mothering" them to death. I do not want to do those things. I want to raise a man. I want to give him the best head start for his future. I am so excited about my challenge in raising my son to be a man. I am excited about what I can teach him.

However, I am also a little nervous as well. To teach my son, it means I have to approach things a little differently. Those things that aggravate me about my husband, are probably going to be the same things that aggravate me about my son. You know those little pesky things that get under your skin like a splinter and the rubs until it irritates it. Something so minuet that one might even look over it the first time, that is until it festers. I have come to learn that men (in general) can not find something that we can find in two seconds even if it is right in front of them. They also do not know how to search for something. The item they need is not there if they have to move it to find it. The Mt. Dew cans are expected to magically make their way to the trash can (even when the trash can is on the way to get another can and it would not be a problem to take the empty one with them to get a new one-ALAS)

-I know that I will not be able to rewrite those things that are so inherently male but I will try to understand and be more compassionate towards him. (This was made apparent by the book that I am currently reading). 
That's My Son
I have a list of characteristics and things that I am currently writing for a book that I want to put together for him. It is a book about things that I want him to know about. It is also about things that I want him to be and why. For example, I want him to persevere and then I go on to give him and anecdote and why I want that for him. This is all because when he looks into the mirror, 5 years from now, 10 years from now, 15, 20, 30 years from now, I want him to see what I see when I look at him. For now, he is my little man.