Owen is still getting the hang of playdates with friends. Overall, he is doing better. But he tends to be a bit of a control freak. I find that a little odd, actually, because I don't notice that so much with his own siblings. Yes, he sometimes runs rough shod over them (and I mean this literally - the boy is constantly stepping, bumping into or otherwise climbing on people), but he's not usually the one telling them exactly what and how to play. Maybe it's because that is Natalie's job, and he has been just waiting for his turn to be the Boss on his own playdates. In any case, during a recent playdate he and a friend were trying to start a band, and upon hearing lots of yelling I found Owen at the "piano" with his sunglasses on (could be a Bono look, but I'm thinking Elton John...), screaming at his little friend, "Sit!! Sit and listen to me play!!! Sit there!!!" I honestly don't think Sir Elton himself could have been more of diva. Quite demanding from a boy in green and orange glasses, sitting on a princess stool...
So we've had some talks about letting our friends do what they want to do during playdates. We'll see how it goes in preschool this year.
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