A Wish Fulfilled
I love bananas.
Here you go, baby.
I’m all filled up.
Good job, sweetheart.
Still hungry, Mommy.
You mean Daddy. Say Daddy.”
That’s right. Peach asked for, and received, Baby All Gone for Chanukah. Sending him into previously- unknown heights of delight. And yes, Peach is my three year old son.
Blame it on “Free to Be You & Me,” if you wish. Like many of my generation, that LP was part of the soundtrack of my formative years. Teaching about gender equality in an informal and natural way. Included was a song entitled “William’s Doll,” based on a book with the same title. The message? If boys are expected to be nurturing fathers, they ought to be given equal opportunity to practice during their creative play.
So when Peach asked for Baby All Gone, I naturally added it to his wish list. For the past several days, he has fed her. Given her a bottle. And though the doll doesn’t make crying sounds, Peach comes running when he “hears” her crying.
It’s ok, sweetheart, Daddy’s here.”
If Peach’s creative play is any indication, I think he’s going to be a great dad someday.