A few weeks ago, I ran into a friend who’d recently started reading this blog.  He was surprised to note that I actually have two kids!  Then, some days later, my wife remarked: How come you don’t post stuff on Tiger, like you so frequently do on Pumpkin?

My immediate reply to her was that the “interesting stuff” comes later, and I’ll post when I have something to post about.  But, it sure got me thinking: Was I really discriminating against one child, unknowingly?

I know that, as a parent, I have a “different” relationship with my boy – Tiger – than I do with my daughter Pumpkin.  But, I’m not sure exactly why.  I searched the archives and discovered that the last time I posted something on Tiger was way back in March.  Why was that?  Really.

He has not even begun talking yet.  All he does (all day, really) is nurse and play.  Now that he’s started crawling, he loves to chase his elder sister, all around the house.  He loves perky music, and dances while sitting in one place, moving round-and-round in a circular pattern, with peculiar hand movements.  And, he loves to see me come home from work, rewarding me with a big grin each time!

So, it’s not what he’s doing today, as much as what I think he will do tomorrow, that’s different.

For starters, he’s a boy.  And, will not need half as many accessories as Pumpkin does even today.  That includes hair clips, hair pins, hair bands, perfumes, skin cream, face cream, party shoes, party belts, jackets, etc. etc.  (She does look adorable when she dresses up, though…)

Thanks to the presence of little Tiger, as the years go by, I also hope it gets a little easier to maintain my sanity around a house filled with a daughter, a wife, a mother, a sister and two maids – It’s an all-woman team!

Frankly, I don’t know what his likes or dislikes will be.  I’m not sure if he will fancy fashion magazines or football.  I have no idea if he will be a quiet, reserved and shy preschooler or a loud, aggressive brat.  Be that as it may, he holds the promise of a buddy – someone who will “get” how men think.  And, someone, for whom I can be the one who “gets it”.

I know that a “Father and Son” relationship is quite a different ballgame.  And, I anxiously look forward to the new experience…