Anyone recognize this chubby little baby??I should try to come up with
a list of the funny stuff you've done like I did for your brother but I find a list of things I don't understand about you to be more interesting...
I don't get......why you think vanilla foods are yummier than chocolate ones. You would take vanilla cake with vanilla frosting with a side of vanilla ice cream topped with marshmallow fluff over a candy bar any day hands down. You even balked when I tried to put
Nutella on a peanut butter sandwich (who doesn't want a chocolate/pb sandwich?? Crazy kid!).
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...why you wanna pretty-up the world constantly. WORLD BEAUTIFICATION IS NOT NECESSARY ALL THE TIME. There. I said it. Did you ever think that without ugly things the pretty things would look less pretty because we would all be desensitized to beauty? Yeah, I think I got you with that one, Kid.
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...giving out gifts on YOUR birthday. You had me make 20 tissue paper flowers (in assorted colors) and 45 sugar cookies cut in the shape of an E for your entire kindergarten class so you could hand them out today. Seriously, E, its your birthday! People are supposed to give YOU presents. The worst part about it is that you've been looking forward to doing this for about 4 weeks (ever since you thought of the idea) and you practically skipped into school this morning with your trash bag full of flowers (I know it's not glamorous to carry a trash bag to school but it was raining and what the heck else do you do with nearly 2 dozen items that will disintegrate in water??) and Rubbermaid container full of cookies!
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...how you're so insightful for such a young kid. Like the time when you told me
I had a hard time holding things in my mind. Or like earlier this year when fellow kindergartener, Judy* tried to give Johnny a birthday picture which he promptly rejected and said "I don't want your picture, Judy." You stepped in and said "I think it's a pretty picture. I'll take it if Johnny doesn't want it." Ella saves the day and some hurt feelings.
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...the complexity of your thought process. You've been student of the week this week. Long time blog readers understand that
she's been looking forward to this for a while. She picked her buddy, Amy, to help her carry the lunch tub full of lunch boxes the first day (understandable) but then on the second day, she picked Joshua to help her carry it. I thought it was strange that she wouldn't pick another one of her friends. She doesn't really talk with Joshua or play with him at recess. The reason for her selection, you ask? She was thinking about it and he was the only person she could think of that no one had chosen yet and she thought it was time he had a turn.
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...how one child can be so girly. You only want to dress yourself in dresses and skirts. When I want to punish you, I take away your ability to wear a dress for a day. Nothing like a good pair of jeans to straighten out your attitude. The only time you're not girly is when you're playing tackle football with your father and brother in the front yard.
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...that your beverage of choice is water. Not chocolate milk, not juice, just water. Plain water.
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...how you never ask for gifts. Even when we're going through the toy section of a store, you never say I WANT THIS, I WANT THAT!! You are always genuinely surprised and happy when you get gifts like you never even thought that you would be given anything. You've only asked for one thing for Christmas this year even though I can see that your little mind is churning with ideas.
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...how you don't want to rock out with your Mom in the car. From you, I get a lot of "turn it down" "stop singing so loud" and "shouldn't you have at least one hand on the wheel instead of using both to play air guitar?" One time I got you to jam to Girls Just Wanna Have Fun and it was awesome! You liked quite a few more of Cyndi Lauper's songs so I'll close with one of her faves of mine (this would be the sappy part of my post, Tori and Mom).
Sometimes you picture me
I'm walking too far ahead
You're calling to me I can't hear
What you've said
Then you say, go slow
I fall behind
The second hand unwinds
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If you're lost, you can look and you will find me
time after time
If you fall I will catch you, I'll be waiting
time after time
(*As always, names of children other than my own are changed for privacy sake.)
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