Zeke is something of a puzzle to me sometimes and especially in the past month. Our interactions have had some rough edges, and I'm darned if I can figure out any one really solid reason for it. This isn't the first time it has happened and I'm sure it won't be the last time I think this about my children: I can't imagine what those middle school years will be like.We seem to be emerging from this brief phase, though, and I'm glad for it. (I'm sure the return of school will help/has helped as Zeke seems to do well with the routine of the school year.) It means better sleeping, less opposition, fewer tantrums and less fickleness -- on both of our parts, I admit.
Maybe it is adjusting to having a sibling, coming off the end of a summer, me struggling to figure out the best sleep routine for him, or just coming up on a new developmental stage. It could be all of those. I do lean a little to the last reason, as Zeke seems to have really hit some new developmental strides this summer: more talking, more questioning, more storytelling and imaginative exploits, more awareness of feelings and morality and some pretty strong book smarts, too. Sometimes it seems my puzzling over Zeke and his behavior ripples out from his puzzling over the world. There is a lot going on in that head of his and we have plenty of evidence of that.
Zeke, apropos of nothing, shared with Aaron recently this tidbit. It seems a bit like a Buddhist koan to me, a koan being defined as a story or statement, the meaning of which cannot be understood by rational thought, yet may be accessible by intuition. Again, there was absolutely no context for this statement that Aaron could recognize.
"Daddy, a duck's mouth is also its nose."

