Watching my son doing this teenager thing…
1) He’s quite a bit taller than I am … and is getting stronger, so he’s now in charge of flipping the 5 gallon water bottle on my water.
2) He’s also enjoying lifting the heavy things for me… so I let him. Hey, it’s nice to carry fewer groceries!
3) As of the other day, he’s officially tall enough to reach the top shelf in the kitchen (I can’t) so I told him that his new life is “get that for Mama”.
All this kind of stuff reinforces in him that he’s big and strong – bigger and stronger than I am. It gives him positive ways to enjoy his masculinity. Yes, I *could* do all this stuff on my own, but he’s pleased as punch when I lean on him a bit.
It’s the little things, I think. Anyway, I enjoy watching him grow up. 🙂