The boys really do make me laugh -- and at the most unexpected moments. Take for example the other night: we were curled up in their bed, reading books. Jason, shifting to a more comfortable position, inadvertently pulled my hair. I yelped. He was very apologetic but I told him not to worry about it, it was just that my hair was getting too long. He looked at me thoughtfully and asked 'Why is it getting too long?'
I replied 'Well,right now, I have neither the time nor the money to get it cut.'
He mulled that over and then said, 'Well, I am too young right now but when I
am 8, I can stay home and watch Xander and you can take my piggy bank and
go get your hair cut!'
He really is amazing.
He was at Tae Kwon Do with his dad on Saturday and he and Malia, 8, the other green belt, were practicing their Poomse. Apparently they were able to get quite a bit of conversation in while they practiced ('We talked about geography and astronomy and other stuff' Jason reported) and discovered that they had a great deal in common. Jason was quite pleased. 'Malia and I are friends' he told me happily. And then 'I really like Michaela. She is such a nice girl.' Grin. He is right, of course. She is.
And then there is Xander...
Again, it was evening. Xander was hugging me and declaring his undying love:
"Mommy, I love you more than the Moon!"
I pretended shock, 'Wow, I didn't realize that the Moon loved me!'
He gifted me with that look that children have when parents are silly.
'Mommy, the Moon CAN'T love you! It is inanimate and besides, it
can't speak so it is dumb!!!'
Ahhh....
He is also learning at an incredible rate: Jason and I were doing mental math sums where I would call out a problem and Jason would try to solve it in his head. I mix the simple with the harder to keep the frustration level down. I called out 'So what is 3 plus 2?' and before Jason could get the answer out, Xander piped up 'Oh, that is 5, of course!' Hmmm...
Today the wind is blowing like nobody's business and Jason is still asleep. He woke in the middle of the night again and finally, after an hour and a half, went back to sleep. I am debating whether to wake him now that it is nearly 8 am. We have started going to the Eastshore Unitarian Universalist Church in Factoria and the boys have really been enjoying it. But the service we attend is at 9 am and it is a bit of a drive. Still, I hate to wake him.
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