I have this handsome boy (I know I’m a little biased, but don’t you think he could do print ads?) whose fourth-grade teacher, after one week of school, already finds him brilliant (we knew that), but a little attention-challenged (we knew that too). He and I discussed the importance of getting one’s work done in a timely way, and I pointed out that this would be a big problem in a few years when he is in junior high or high school and the work load is much larger. “Don’t worry, mom. When I grow up, I’m sure I won’t have any imagination at all.”
Handsome boy #2 (good thing we took these pictures before the front teeth fell out) has just begun second grade and is a little in love with his adorable 26-year-old teacher. I wish I could climb inside his little brain and see how he manages to add and subtract two-digit numbers in his head, or where he’s learned to use words like “society” and “maintain” (except he spelled it manetane).
And then there’s handsome #3, who bravely marched into kindergarten this week with nary a tear, oblivious to the fact that most kindergartners weigh more than 33 pounds. His cute red backpack is almost as big as he is, but I’m pretty sure he’s smarter than I am — sometimes I think he thinks so too.
Finally, this lovely girl (whose hair is sure to thicken up any day, right?) has reached the age at which one can scarcely call her a baby. She is a busy, busy bee all day long, and though I’ve traversed toddlerhood three times before, I find it quite entertaining just to watch her go. She does things like stop in the middle of the floor to twirl herself dizzy, followed by attempting to walk backward. Just please don’t leave the door open, because she’s sure to escape (tonight she ran off down the driveway without a look back), and I’ve been having nightmares about her running into traffic!
Have I mentioned recently that I’m married to this incredibly handsome man? And that not only is he dependable, but remarkably calm in a crisis, even when it’s scary and a little gross?
I’m in a blessing-counting mood, so this may be just the beginning….