One of the neatest things about being a parent is watching how your kid develops into his own identity and how that development often seems to have nothing to do with you and what you model for him.
You and your husband are both introverts. You're a weird kind of introvert, shy with people you don't know well and (sometimes obnoxiously) loud and opinionated with people you do. But always your favorite activity is being curled up with an engrossing book. Your husband is just your typical run of the mill computer geek, happiest at his desk writing code or playing piano with his headphones on.
So you have no idea how your kid has ended up a social butterfly. Genetics? Must be. It runs on your mother's side of the family. Gideon is never happier than when he's around other kids. He positively blooms around them and it seems like he learns more in an hour with other children than a whole day with you. Just cause he likes it more! Tonight you went to a fun Memorial Day BBQ with friends and he was in heaven. Bouncing. Running. Jumping. Playing in the sand. And following the other children everywhere. You don't want him to be a "follower" but you have to admit that it makes you happy to see how something that's always been a little difficult for you comes so easily to him. You only hope that he keeps that joy and trust as he grows up.
Try this at home:
If you have kids, how are they like you? How are they different?
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