I expect a lot from Dylan, I expect him to eat well and to go to sleep nicely when I tell him it is bed time. to play nicely with his friends and his brother. To look out for Archie, to be polite to family, friends and strangers. To say please and Thank you in the right places. Not to wake me up until 8am. To understand danger and not run out in the road.
He is a chatterbox and as we chat, I take for granted that he understands me, that he can express what he wants and how he feels. I look for him to tell me that he is tired, hungry, scared or sad. When we talk, about everything and anything, I often forget that he is not yet two and a half, that he is still just a little boy.