So as my son grows, I am noticing several new things about him each passing day. Most of these are the usual things you notice about a child. Picking up new habits, showing interest in things and wanting to know what they are. Seeing his reflection in a mirror and knowing that he is looking at himself.
Then there are the things that one does not expect from a 15 month old. Like the fact that he seems to be turning into quite the lady’s man. Or at least he is developing a strong interest in the women he sees. Maybe a little too strong an interest.
You see, this all started several months ago when I went to a friend’s house for his son’s birthday party. Naty, Gideon and Myself were invited to the party and so, well, we went. The host of this party has, in addition to the son whose party we were attending, has a daughter and at this party she was wearing a bathing suit.
I was not aware of the suit until Gideon, my THEN six-month-old son, about broke his neck to watch something going on behind me. So I turned around so that he could get a better look at whatever it was that he saw. And what he saw was Dave’s daughter in her bathing suit, and he proceeded to watch her until she was gone, and even then you could tell he wanted to follow her.
Fast forward several months to two weeks ago. We were taking Gideon on a little early evening walk around the Marketplace, a small outdoor mall near where we live, because Gids LOVES the fountain there. As we were walking around the fountain for about the thirtieth time, three girls, maybe in their late teens, if that, walking into the area where the fountain was.
Gideon, seeing them, broke his orbit around the fountain and headed right for them. He then plowed right into the middle of their little group and announced himself and looked at them all. It was like he was saying; “Hello ladies, here I am!”
The girls were all taken by his cuteness and talked to him and played to his inflated ego, and this is when he did the next thing that startled me. He walked up behind one of the girls and put his hand on her butt. If she noticed, she did not let it on… after all, he is just a baby, right?
He spent a couple minutes yammering at them and squealing here and there, with an occasional laugh thrown in for good measure. Then when it came time for them to leave, he walked up to one of the other girls, who was wearing a rather short pair of shorts, and proceeded to pat her bottom as well.
I cannot help but wonder where he get this Casanova streak. People have said, when I tell this this story, that he is growing up to be like his daddy. Not quite… my talents when it comes to the ladies have always been in need. When I was dating I was about as suave as an epileptic orangutan with hiccups.
So the consensus in our house is this. If Gids keeps up this streak, by the time he is in High School, we are going to have build some database to keep track of his girlfriends, because he is probably going to have plenty of them. He appears to be well on his way to becoming a little Casanova Heart-breaker.