Fearless.

At one stage my boy was so nervous at the doctors offices, he would stick to us like glue and then cry when we went in - yes it was an age thing but as the years have worn on and we explained why we go see the doctor and why he helps us his fear has lessened.
Last Saturday Ollie and Mike needed to go see the Dr, as they walked in Ollie exclaimed "TOYS, I'm going to go play" and off he went - no need for dad to shadow him. When their name was called he sauntered in, sat on the chair, said hello to the Dr and told Mike that he could sit too.
And that was that. No fear. No tears.

I am proud of this little guy we are raising and learning that some things take longer than others to overcome and that patience is often needed.