Monday, May 14, 2018
Friday, May 11, 2018
Wednesday, May 9, 2018
Color Me Bad
Sometimes Hendrix's intensities can color him bad, but he's one of the sweetest little guys. I decided last week that God blessed us with him to just sprinkle more reminders of appreciation for all good things.
In moments Hendrix says thank you more than any toddler I've witnessed, even for things that certainly don't require it and he sometimes repeats it after every move that benefits anyone in some way. How did his heart get so big? He colors a much better picture than I could have ever imagined.
In moments Hendrix says thank you more than any toddler I've witnessed, even for things that certainly don't require it and he sometimes repeats it after every move that benefits anyone in some way. How did his heart get so big? He colors a much better picture than I could have ever imagined.
Monday, May 7, 2018
Bookie
As we entered the library the other day, Zane inhaled loudly and said "I just love the smell here..." I chuckled. He noticed and asked why? I replied it was just an unexpected comment. He went on "No, really. I've always loved the smell here. We used to come here together all the time. Just you and me. It's been a long time since you and me have come to the library just you and me."
We browsed and talked. It was obvious when our trip was coming to an end, so I asked Zane if he would read me a story. He rolled his eyes and asked which one. I picked a picture book off the shelf. He told me it was a book for babies. I replied "No way. I love picture books. Even older people can learn things from a picture book." So he read to me and it was nice.
We browsed and talked. It was obvious when our trip was coming to an end, so I asked Zane if he would read me a story. He rolled his eyes and asked which one. I picked a picture book off the shelf. He told me it was a book for babies. I replied "No way. I love picture books. Even older people can learn things from a picture book." So he read to me and it was nice.
Wednesday, May 2, 2018
Do the math!
Because he's been so very careful lately, Hendrix has been able to explore some things that are usually deemed untouchable. He got in the keepsake hutch the other day and created some of his own games. Before I knew it he was demonstrating math concepts. (This is the kind of stuff that inspires the interactive subject matter I come up with.)
Hendrix sorted the decorative fruit into 3 vintage goblets that belonged to his great great aunt Helen. He put 2 "apples" in each. When I tried to participate and suggested we sort them by color, he wasn't having it and it was obvious that I was disrupting a ton of already great things happening.
Hendrix sorted the decorative fruit into 3 vintage goblets that belonged to his great great aunt Helen. He put 2 "apples" in each. When I tried to participate and suggested we sort them by color, he wasn't having it and it was obvious that I was disrupting a ton of already great things happening.
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