Have you ever watched little boys play? It’s fascinating to see little men in the making. Nature versus nurture takes on a whole new meaning when you are the one adult/female force in a room full of little men. Here are some observations I’ve made:
Using Words. When men want something they typically ask, right? When little men want something they handle things a little differently – they grunt. Sounds sort of primitive, but I find this to be true of men in training. They may not articulate what they want, but they will certainly take your hand and pull you to what it is they desire then grunt until you say the magic words, “You want (fill in the blank)?” Then they nod, satisfied that you understand until you say, “No.” Because what they want is always something that they cannot have.
Hugging. Funny, but I think this is the only time in a man-to-be’s life that he is actually open to the whole “emoting” thing. Unfortunately, at the tender age of one/two, when two boys hug it usually turns into a full scale WWE elimination event, cage and all. I digress, a one year old who has less motor function than that of a two year old but is nearly twice his size can be cause for potential concussion. I really think this is where men lose their sense of intimacy. Beginning at a very young age, we tell them “not to do that because they could hurt someone.” It’s our fault. We’re programming them all wrong.
Sharing. He who dies with the most toys wins. Enough said.
Needing Attention. Another fascinating study in men-to-be. Unlike using words, needing attention requires only one signal. It takes a subtle hang of the head, a single tear, and the all important, “Mommeeeee” to grab a woman’s attention. Once you hear the high-pitched “eeeeee” you know that a little man’s heart is aching and all he wants is the doting attention of the only woman in the room. Just pray it’s not to nurse. I’m just sayin’.
Food. If it’s mine it’s mine. If it’s yours it’s mine. If it’s the teacher’s, I hope she brought enough to share with everybody because she’s the one with the good stuff.
Romance. After I started this job I was blessed with the addition of one little girl to our class. She’s tall, tiny as a twig, and has lots and lots of personality. Funny, I think this holds true throughout the lives of both boys and girls – when there is only one girl to impress, all the boys are out to win her heart and when you are the only girl, the boys are that much more fun to play with. That goes for teachers too.
Have you observed the interactions of little men and their environments? Noticed some of the same behaviors? Want to share your own?