How on earth did that happen where have I been? My babe is growing up so fast… he is an active little creature that talks in paragraphs, he may be short but he has big ideas… Nothing much overwhelms this fellow…
I’ve been thinking about this post all week trying to keep in mind the those funny things he says and armed with a camera to catch him at play… In a word I would say amiable!!! If you just chat with him he will generally say “All wight” and get on with his own thing. He may well be a plumber one day!!! He has passion for plumbing – actually the opposite of that – is there such a word as “un-plumbing”? You know those little folk that can totally dismantle the pipes under any sink without you knowing, until it is far too late!!!
So what does he love, because he is an enthusiastic guy and he doesn’t like doing anything… he LOVES things. The great outdoors, hiking and digging and the beach. He never tires of all the sand on the beach or water in the ocean… splish, splash, dig… He loves his toy garage and cooking with the cooking toys… and what about painting!!! But he is a true hood and his first love is books…
Then he rewrote this post for me and he took up flying… Flying off the jungle gym… he had a nasty gash on his head so I held him… he was pretty miserable so I held him some more, he didn’t want his dinner so I held him some more… it was only much later that he mentioned he had a sore foot… foot not so much – his LEG!!! He won an outing with his father person… only the second visit we have ever taken our kid to the doctor for… he left a trail of miserable and subdued and prayerful siblings at home and went for x-rays and a plaster cast… Yup… his leg is broken and he is off his feet for six weeks…
And after half a day in a plaster cast I can tell you it won’t only be him counting the minutes till its over… He is going to have to learn to love the couch and I am going to have to learn to direct from there – because leaving him is not an option right now!!! He hates anything on his feet, not even socks… and will not tolerate even a duvet on it… never has…
But now he says: “Would you look at this sock…”
Shocked pause… “Would you take it off?
“No my friend, not for five weeks and six days…”
“Can I take it off, it is really ibibitating me?”
I think I need to get some serious distractions, because this cast may well get ripped off if I glance away… We have to stay away from his daily routine of digging all morning, can you imagine sand under there and swimming all afternoon, he has to keep it dry. I am sure once he is feeling better we are going to discover how far a plaster cast can be pushed… but for now it is on and he is still, if not a little annoyed!!! Six weeks from now I will be able to write a post: “How to survive an outdoor kidlet and a plaster cast!!! Meanwhile…
You Can Read About His Well Documented Life Here…
- Se7en + 1 is 27, Our Elf on the shelf…
- Se7en + 1 is Two
- Se7en + 1 = 21
- Se7en + 1 = 18
- Se7en + 1 = fifteen.
- Se7en + 1 = 1
- Se7en + 1 = 11
- Se7en + 1 = 10
- Se7en + 1 = 9
- Se7en + 1 = 8
- se7en + 1 = se7en.
- Se7en + 1 =6, really.
- Se7en + 1 = 5
- Se7en + 1 = 4
- se7en + 1 = 3 – A day in the life.
- Se7en + 1 = 6 weeks
- Se7en + 1 is a dreamer.
- How Se7en Became Se7en + 1 – Another homebirth story.
- Se7en hold Hood 8.
- Introducing Hood 7 + 1
- How Good is Your Math?