Yes, dear internets, I am a day behind on this NaBloPoMo thing. Not only that, but I am monkeying with the timestamp so it appears that I am not a day behind. So bad.
So here’s an Eric-anecdote for you! This happened this morning:
See this hat?
Well, what you can’t see is how far this hat will go down over Eric’s face. This morning, with his bus beeping outside in front of our house, Eric kept pulling his hat down so he couldn’t see. I kept adjusting it back upward. Then he’d pull it down again. Finally it became clear that he intended on walking to the bus this way, hat pulled down completely over his face. He condescended to hold my hand while we walked (as opposed to Tuesday when he insisted on not holding my hand and then ran and of course fell in the mud). I could feel his body adjust as we got closer to the bus. He could hear it idling there. We stepped off the curb and he thought the bus would be right there and lifted his foot high for that first step. Which wasn’t there. But finally the bus was right there and he stepped right up, two steps at a time, hat over face. And what’s funny is that I know that Eric is the only one of my kids who would have done this; all the others would have, at some point, raised the hat so they could see. But not Eric.
I wrote at Parentricity this week about how Serena’s changed lately. And how, as she approaches her eighth birthday, she’s become a huge delight to be with. Not that she wasn’t before, only there is more so now.
Which is in some contrast to this one, who is experimenting with anger and moodiness:
He has the bershon thing totally down.
November 30th, 2007 at 4:48 pm
Those are some sweet photos.
My teen son will not permit pictures of himself. It will be as if he did not exist between ages 14 to ?? You are lucky.
November 30th, 2007 at 9:32 pm
Well you can see how happy he was about it. And him not-quite 12! [sigh]