The Sonia Show

Writer. Mocker. Beer drinker. Old movie watcher. Mother. Goober.

My toddler is a little boy


Yeah, so, my mighty, mighty good boy Calvin is going to be 4 years old next week.

I know, right?! He not even a toddler anymore. He’s a little boy. I mean, look at this kid.


It doesn’t feel like it was that long ago that I was evicting this kid from my uterus. If you want to read all about it, you can click riiight here. It’s a long blog post. It’s not as long as J.R.R. Tolkien’s “The Hobbit,” but I bet Peter Jackson could get two movies out of it.

He is such a great kid. I’m so proud of him. He is very sweet and affectionate. He’s got a great sense of humor. He’s working really hard with his speech therapist and his specialists. He is talking more and more. He’s making more eye contact. He’s participating more. He is improving so much every day. Suck on that, autism.

At preschool, they had a little project where they asked the children questions and made a little “All About Me” poster. I love Calvin’s poster so much. I had to share it. I’m sorry if that makes me a mommy blogging asshole. I’ve accepted my fate. [hands you a business card that says, Sonia Mansfield/Mommy Blogging Asshole]


Can you guess my favorite part? Look closer.


When he grows up he wants to be Calvin.

I’m sure his fellow students listed superheroes, doctors, scientists or maybe animals, because hey, they’re in preschool. In preschool, if you asked me what I wanted to be I’m sure I would have said, “Cowboy.” Not “cowgirl” by the way. I would have said “cowboy.” Toddler Sonia was sexist as hell.

Calvin just wants to be Calvin. Good answer, kid.

I saw the poster, and I read it out loud to Calvin and hugged him. One of the teachers overheard me: “I love that answer. We should all want to be ourselves when we grow up.”

“I’m so glad he didn’t say another name. That would have been weird,” I replied.



Author: The Sonia Show

I'm a writer/mocker/goober/mother in San Francisco who likes to drink beer, shop, laugh and make other people laugh, podcast, watch old movies, feed my unhealthy obsession with pop culture, kick breast cancer's ass, wear orange and root for the San Francisco Giants, participate in general jackass-ery, talk about TV, eavesdrop on strangers' conversations, make nerdy “Star Wars” and “Simpsons” references, and post personal things about myself on the web for all to read, which makes me some sort of literary exhibitionist.

5 thoughts on “My toddler is a little boy

  1. NO! Because that means MY spawn is going to be 4 soon too and I cannot deal with that shit. At all.

  2. Wow what a smart and wonderful boy! X

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