Saturday, July 09, 2011
isaiah is almost 7 years old. he reads chapter books and changes diapers. he scores soccer goals and can get himself a glass of water. he is proficient at using the tv/tivo/dvd player and is learning to tread water. he is too big for toddler shows (which i know are safe for him to watch) and is venturing into star wars and thundercats and really really wants to watch harry potter (which we won't let him watch). he is really good at coloring in the lines and writes paragraphs and complete sentences.
where did my baby go?
he is huge. i can no longer buy him clothes from carters. that means he is huge. to me.
isaiah is incredibly enthusiastic. he really likes to watch tv and thinks he's bored when we don't allow him to watch (we tell him that it will turn your brain to mush). he loves to pretend to fight like a jedi and looooves playing in the little pool we have in our backyard (the "frosted family pool" as the box says). for some reason, the boys think it's awesome to jump in the pool with your clothes on, so we've let them do it twice so far. so silly. he's incredibly helpful and is easily offended when he's left alone to clean up a room. i don't blame him. his brothers can definitely be shirkers.
one of the funniest things isaiah has said in the last few months was during a conversation he was having with tita kelly about izzy's peanut allergy. "i'm allergic to animals. all of them. well, unless they're cooked." ha!
we like to ask the boys what they want to be when they grow up. isaiah's list has been: paleontologist or spy. last week, i asked him what he wanted to do when he grew up.
"i want to run fr. mikus hall," he said. "no, i mean, i want to do what fr. ben does."
you want to be a parish priest?
"yeah, i do."
i don't know if it's because he's been spending so much time in fr. mikus hall for play practice (he's magician #1 in the church musical on the life of moses) or if it's because he was really listening when fr. mark desser remarked to the altar boys that becoming a priest is a real option for their future. whatever the reason, i'm happy that it's an option that he would consider. we shall see.
where did my baby go?
he is huge. i can no longer buy him clothes from carters. that means he is huge. to me.
isaiah is incredibly enthusiastic. he really likes to watch tv and thinks he's bored when we don't allow him to watch (we tell him that it will turn your brain to mush). he loves to pretend to fight like a jedi and looooves playing in the little pool we have in our backyard (the "frosted family pool" as the box says). for some reason, the boys think it's awesome to jump in the pool with your clothes on, so we've let them do it twice so far. so silly. he's incredibly helpful and is easily offended when he's left alone to clean up a room. i don't blame him. his brothers can definitely be shirkers.
one of the funniest things isaiah has said in the last few months was during a conversation he was having with tita kelly about izzy's peanut allergy. "i'm allergic to animals. all of them. well, unless they're cooked." ha!
we like to ask the boys what they want to be when they grow up. isaiah's list has been: paleontologist or spy. last week, i asked him what he wanted to do when he grew up.
"i want to run fr. mikus hall," he said. "no, i mean, i want to do what fr. ben does."
you want to be a parish priest?
"yeah, i do."
i don't know if it's because he's been spending so much time in fr. mikus hall for play practice (he's magician #1 in the church musical on the life of moses) or if it's because he was really listening when fr. mark desser remarked to the altar boys that becoming a priest is a real option for their future. whatever the reason, i'm happy that it's an option that he would consider. we shall see.
