I have it on good authority that my minions miss my blog posts. I must oblige them.
It’s been a long time since I wrote. Everything is fine. I guess as your kid grows there is more to do and less time to do it. Gone are the days of strollers, afternoon naps, easy reader books. They have been replaced with nerf basketball, late nights of co-reading, and solitary iPad games. Change can be good. Everett is 8 1/2 and is quite the little man. His many personality traits are fascinating to witness as they build, change, shift gears, solidify.
This is from Halloween. I made the vest and gussied up the hat a bit. Ev provided the gap toothed grin. On the topic of teeth–Everett has lost four so far. The gaps outnumbered the new teeth for a while, and there was drama about removing the first one when it was hanging on by nothing. Regardless, Everett was worried if it would hurt and how long it would take. I think somehow I distracted him while my fingers were in his mouth. Pop. Done. He was so relieved he cried.
For some reason the half years seem to show the most challenges not the birthdays. This spring Everett had a lot of progress but sometimes it felt like one step forward and two steps back. At school’s end we were pleased that he read well and was good at math, but socially he was troubled by how to read the kids he thought were friends but who treated him badly. He was at the bad end of some situations that left him feeling fooled and vulnerable. We worked on focusing on the good friends he had and use that as a guide for how caring people treat each other. Were kids this mean and conniving when we were growing up?
And there were the issues surrounding screen time and piano practicing– ne’er the twain shall meet. No practicing = no iPad. Wow, talk about an angry kid… Well, enough on those topics. Just to say that it has been challenging to allow him to work through his frustrations and work on solutions. My basic instinct is to jump in and fix it all but I know how that keeps kids from learning how to get through life on their own. Resilience.
On the flip side, Everett matures, has fascinating deep thoughts about many topics, continues to love animals, science, astronomy, music, cooking, scootering, minecraft, and Lego. He is a great eater and sleeper. He is getting taller! He still is willing to give me hugs and kisses (not sure that will last much longer).
Here is the salad Nicoise that Everett put together with the help of his grandmothers. And here is a picture of the three of them. For some reason they are all wearing stripes. Such a fashionable gang.
We just got back from a trip to Utah, Arizona, and Nevada in mid-June (the day after Ev finished school). We visited Zion and Bryce parks as well as the north rim of the Grand Canyon. Hot weather, but amazing, breathtaking sights.
Well, here’s one last photo that makes me happy. Ev has a way of warming up the world with those beautiful eyes and great smile.