It’s official. Josh is now a boy. Not a little boy. There’s definitely a difference. In kindergarten he would jump off the bus right into my arms. Last year when I went to his classroom he’d give me a nod and a small smile, “hey mom, I see you are here and I’m glad, but this is the limit on the emotion that I’m going to show. ” I volunteered at his school’s field day and he didn’t even attempt to come to my booth. I used to be the preferred playmate, now I make him tell me three things about his day before he runs out the door until dinner time. He’s come into his own in small ways. He tells me with supreme confidence, “I’m the best at _______. The second best at ______. or I’m the worst at ______.” There is a definite ranking system in all recess activity.
He recently did an obstacle course called Kid’s Adventure Challenge which he’d begged and begged to do. The day of… it was freezing and raining. The course was desolate. There were maybe 10 other participants. But he did everything with a grin, water slides, climbing walls, tunnels…Continue Reading