He used to run from the phone when Jonathan would try to coerce him into talking to me. This time he answered it, discussed the book he had just finished and how he was in the process of reporting its major points in his journal with an illustrative figure and then relayed a message to his mother that I was running late.
Later, while we were on the way to the mountains he taught me how to say "thank you" in Korean and I learned his favorite latin name is Bombus vosneseskii. But you know how kids are, by next week it might be Stagomantis carolina. He has become more fixated on "bad guys" than on trucks. Everywhere we went he would point them out and a look of geniune concern was come over him. At dinner he could not peel away his worried gaze from the two guys sitting in the parking lot next to our car and when we got gas he was sure those two men grabbed a bag of food and failed to pay for their merchandise. He told that story at least five times later that day. The one about the robbers. Joanne said it is because of the news, more specifically the Ramsay case.
I cannot believe his is nearly seven years old and I am still shocked every time of his intelligence. Although he grows older and smarter, he acts less like an adult now that he spends time with children. He has taken up whining, disobeying and being plain rude. If those moments were not interspersed with articulation better than most adults I know and a plethora of scientific facts he so often offers, he might just be like any other kid. Some kids whine about having to finish their peas, Jeremy whines about having to release the baby lizard he caught in the yard and then tries to negotiate, saying he will let the lizard go if he is allowed to catch something else during the hike.
I went home as full as ever, for every trip to Claremont is one large eating fest. I am offered tea and snacks immediately upon arrival, a couple of meals throughout the day and the night always must end with fruit and tea. It is amazing I am able to get my big belly off the floor full of legos to drive myself home at the end of the night.
Jeremy is feeling left out that he does not eat meat like all of him classmates and he often requests "beef" when asked what he wants to eat.
Later, while we were on the way to the mountains he taught me how to say "thank you" in Korean and I learned his favorite latin name is Bombus vosneseskii. But you know how kids are, by next week it might be Stagomantis carolina. He has become more fixated on "bad guys" than on trucks. Everywhere we went he would point them out and a look of geniune concern was come over him. At dinner he could not peel away his worried gaze from the two guys sitting in the parking lot next to our car and when we got gas he was sure those two men grabbed a bag of food and failed to pay for their merchandise. He told that story at least five times later that day. The one about the robbers. Joanne said it is because of the news, more specifically the Ramsay case.
I cannot believe his is nearly seven years old and I am still shocked every time of his intelligence. Although he grows older and smarter, he acts less like an adult now that he spends time with children. He has taken up whining, disobeying and being plain rude. If those moments were not interspersed with articulation better than most adults I know and a plethora of scientific facts he so often offers, he might just be like any other kid. Some kids whine about having to finish their peas, Jeremy whines about having to release the baby lizard he caught in the yard and then tries to negotiate, saying he will let the lizard go if he is allowed to catch something else during the hike.
I went home as full as ever, for every trip to Claremont is one large eating fest. I am offered tea and snacks immediately upon arrival, a couple of meals throughout the day and the night always must end with fruit and tea. It is amazing I am able to get my big belly off the floor full of legos to drive myself home at the end of the night.
Jeremy is feeling left out that he does not eat meat like all of him classmates and he often requests "beef" when asked what he wants to eat.
3 comments:
unknown has a very good point.
happy b'day dearest,
i'm in crete and thinking of you for yet another year of wisdom added to your list.
my very best,
p
Thanks, pb!
In two years I better be as smart as you say I'll be. I can't wait!
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