Welcome to the Toddler Show!

My son just turned two years old. He is currently the star of “The Toddler Show.” And he will not be ignored.

I come from a family whereimage children are the stars. The adults are happy most days to sit around and watch the children play, so the kids in my family are used to being watched and adored. ALL. OF. THE. TIME. My son is no different.

Independent playtime is a fabulous concept, but my son has absolutely no interest in it. He loves to build huge towers with his building blocks. He loves to play with his wooden train set. He loves to jump on the trampoline. He loves to color. (Well, he loves to scratch wildly at the drawing paper with crayons.) But he ONLY loves to do these things if I am watching and commenting.

“Did ya see that, Mama?”

“Look at me, Mama! Look at me!”

“Mama, watch this!”

Sometimes I think my son must fear that he is the proverbial tree in the forest. If no one is there to comment on the amazing things he is doing, then maybe they aren’t actually happening. Even watching movies has become a toddler spectator sport. A few months ago when I turned on a movie, he would be enthralled and I could get some chores done around the house. Now when I turn on a movie, I hear, “Mama, come watch! Mama, come see, I laughing!”

Now don’t get me wrong. My favorite thing in the world to do, hands down, is watch my son. I have everything about this child memorized from staring at him so adoringly – from the noises he makes when he is concentrating on something to the way he squints his eyes and smiles when he is about to do something he knows I don’t want him to do to the way his little calf muscles flex when he is climbing things. But sometimes I need a break. Sometimes I need to get things accomplished. In those times, it would be great if my son were content to play on his own for a little while.

I know that time moves quickly, and in a few years, I will be longing for the days when my son wants me to be his audience around the clock. When he is a moody preteen who would rather play video games online with his friends across town, I’m sure I will be knocking on his door asking if he wants to play Jenga with me. When he is a teenager and wants to go to the movies with his crush, I’m sure I will be wishing he’d want to go to the movies with me instead. When he is grown and moves out of the house, I know I will wonder what he is doing all of the time and think fondly about the days when all he wanted was for me to watch him jump on the trampoline.

Ugh. Just typing about a time when he might not want me around all of the time has me bawling crying. Okay, I take back everything I was complaining about earlier. I don’t need a break. I don’t need to get chores done. I need to go watch my son build a tower.

Marie is the owner of Little Hometown, a company specializing in locally themed baby swaddles and apparel. Prior to opening her business, Marie was a professional event planner turned stay-at-home mom. She spent nearly a decade living in New York City, where she met her husband, Jeff (a New England native). Early in their relationship, Marie told Jeff that New Orleans is the only place where she would want to raise her children. As soon as she got pregnant, they started shopping for houses. They moved back in December of 2012, welcomed their son in 2013 and their daughter in 2015. Marie now spends her days entertaining her kids with silly songs, desperately attempting to stay organized, and balance her life as a work-at-home mom.


  1. My daughter did the same thing. My grandson does it, but not as often. He has technology to keep him company. He has mastered computer games and gets Siri to get anything else he desires. So enjoy this time, for your son lives in the new age. He will quickly learn how to surf the web. 🙂


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