Nachas From My Lil' Tzaddik
With his blonde hair now hanging down to his nose, people are starting to think that my 15 month-old son is a little girl, despite his masculine-looking clothing. Last week, a neighbor stopped my wife and asked, "Is that a boy or a girl?". At 30+ pounds, he looks more like a little marshmallow than a little girl.
My son is an extremely affectionate little boy. Most of the time he is waddling around carrying a little baby doll. He loves babies, lights up whenever he sees one, and always tries to go over and hug them or pet their hair.
My lil' tzaddik is also remarkably gentle for a boy his age. At the kosher deli on Sunday, he walked right over to a booth where a young man with Down Syndrome was sitting. My son crawled up unto the young man's lap, gave him a big hug, and put his head down on his shoulder for a few moments. From the smile on the young man's face, it was obvious that this had just made his entire day.