I am guessing it's the fact that grade 3 was not nearly as fun as Kindergarten, grade 1 and grade 2 hence he's thinking grade 4 will be even worse. I don't have the heart to tell him it's true.
But this morning, the morning after the back to school shopping that involved all things school supply, who is in the middle of the living room surrounded by the aforementioned schools supplies?
Yes, it was him. He can multitask too. He had no problem lasering anyone who mistakenly mentioned the "S" word. Oh and don't think you are being smart by not actually saying the word and just saying the "S" word, he's on to you.
And the smiles this guy throws out? Well they slay me. That's all.
My other guy, the one who is my second born, the one who is entering school full time time this year, well he was right in the thick of the school supply mania this morning but he had more of a deer in the headlights attitude toward it.
Cliche as it may be, but where did the time go?
My baby is no longer a baby by any stretch of the imagination.
I think he is going through a growth spurt too. It's either that or his inherited clumsiness is maturing to all out accident prone status.
One day, he and I were walking down our hallway side by side and suddenly he is no longer beside me and instead smacked up against the corner of the hallway. Split toe nail and forehead bump? Check.
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Then later in the week his eyebrow visited our stone wall (don't ask - previous owners blunder) in the basement.
I think we need to bubble wrap him. Seriously.
Normally I would have to blame this type of air on my brother (he usually drives when I tube), however, in this case it was my dad.
Got insurance on me dad? Seriously, I counted craters on the moon on that one and was sure there would be no tube under me when I returned to earth.
By some small miracle, there was.
We vamped up the tubing this year with a bigger, two person job. The kids approved. And it was what finally won Jack over on the whole tubing thing. Unfortunately that is Kamden in the tube with his cousin Anna. The only two pictures I took of Jack are blurry. And so ends my career as a sport photographer.
Oh well, the pay stunk anyway.
The cold from hell has finally retreated. The bastard overstayed its welcome by about two weeks. House guests I tell you, they have some gall.
Due to the phlegm and other fun stuff, I took two whole solid weeks off any kind of physical activity. Then we were at the lake for a week and only fit in one 10k run. So boot camp this past Saturday? It hurt.
A few years back a fire went through the bush where the nature hike is at the lake. The signs are still there but new life is starting to overshadow the charcoal.
What nature destroys, she also reclaims with greater beauty.
The pathway for the nature hike is pure 100% Canadian Shield.
And the wild blueberries were prolific.
He had to pick some because he loves him some berries.
And Mika was so happy to be with her peeps. She loves the kids and where they go, she wants to go.
And she can also leap felled trees in a single bound. Then pull me over said felled tree because bone head didn't figure out that the leash was not long enough.
I guess we know where Kamden gets his clumsiness.
Life is good. It is filled with love and laughter, family and friends.
There is no need for more.