I can remember the feeling when the test showed 2 cherished stripes: waiting girls I’ve lived my whole pregnancy. Even when the results of the ultrasound confirmed that it will be a boy, I still continued to hope for a girl. Girl, I dreamed of since high school. I’m all about it namatala – appearance, character, smile. I knew how I’d behave, how we spend time, to talk. And here boy! Maksim Sergeevich.
Our first year was not particularly revealing in terms of the education of his son. Maxim wears undershirts and sliders for my cousins. We rang bells and collected pyramids, rolled the balls, folded cubes. In General, doing what I love to do little kids, regardless of gender.
But with 1.5 years in the Maksimkina the area began to appear more and more “masculine” toys – screwdrivers, nuts, hammers, clippers, shovels, swords, tanks, helicopters. And when his grandmother gave him his first Maxim gun in our family began a new era.
Maxim appreciated gift! For a short time his army armament has grown to 2 swords, a huge machine and countless pistols and pistols. Maxim couldn’t say the word “give”, but the word “gun” spoke clearly! Grandma pulled out of mothballs dad’s box iron toy soldiers, Continue reading