A couple of weeks ago, Philip came up to me and said just out of the blue, "I think I'd like to play tee-ball next year."
So, we'll see how this goes! Especially, with FOUR of them in base/soft/tee-ball at once! Holy crap! I kind of wished he would wait until Hayden could drive before he wanted to play sports!
Saturday, September 29, 2012
Friday, September 28, 2012
Quotes
Taking out the old quotes...
"You can discover more about a person in an hour of play than in a year of conversation." - Plato
"'Today was good. Today was fun. Tomorrow is another one." - Dr Suess
"The thing about growing up with Fred and George,' said Ginny thoughtfully, 'is that you sort of start thinking anything's possible if you've got enough nerve.'" - J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince
"You can discover more about a person in an hour of play than in a year of conversation." - Plato
"'Today was good. Today was fun. Tomorrow is another one." - Dr Suess
"The thing about growing up with Fred and George,' said Ginny thoughtfully, 'is that you sort of start thinking anything's possible if you've got enough nerve.'" - J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince
Thursday, September 6, 2012
Life is Unfair
Me: "Phil, I have to run back to work for a little while."
Phil: "OK. I'll be over here blowing bubbles."
Phil: "OK. I'll be over here blowing bubbles."
Kindergarten is Hard Work
So on Tuesday, Philip passed out on the floor after school. He did wake up in time to have a PB&J before going to bed. Today he put himself to bed right after supper.
Tuesday, August 7, 2012
Phil's Lite Brite Art
PICTURE
I asked, "Is it a Christmas Tree?" He said, "No, it's a chemical powered de-lax." (I have no idea where he gets these things.)
I asked, "Is it a Christmas Tree?" He said, "No, it's a chemical powered de-lax." (I have no idea where he gets these things.)
Monday, July 30, 2012
Conversations
Today, Phil came in to the kitchen crying and saying, "I fell down! And I hurt my spleen!"
Tonight, he was in bed singing and I went in there to tell him to go to sleep...he was singing, "I'm too sexy. . . "
Tonight, he was in bed singing and I went in there to tell him to go to sleep...he was singing, "I'm too sexy. . . "
Saturday, July 14, 2012
His Own Man
Phil went with me to drop Hayden off at baseball practice last night.
I asked Hayden if he wanted to play football this year. He said he was still thinking about it. I told him I'd sign him up but only if he was 100 percent sure he would give it his all.
Hayden asked why Phil wasn't playing any sports yet.
I said I don't think we'd even be able to get Phil out on the field. He just doesn't seem to care. he's never once asked if he could play sports. (Not tangibly anyway.)
Then I asked Phil if he wanted to play any sports. I asked if he wanted to play football? "No." Soccer? "No." T-Ball? "I don't want to play anything!"
I told Hayden that Phil may look just like him when he was that age but he is his own person and just wants to do his own thing. And right now that thing is playing Lego's and living in his own little make-believe world.
I asked Hayden if he wanted to play football this year. He said he was still thinking about it. I told him I'd sign him up but only if he was 100 percent sure he would give it his all.
Hayden asked why Phil wasn't playing any sports yet.
I said I don't think we'd even be able to get Phil out on the field. He just doesn't seem to care. he's never once asked if he could play sports. (Not tangibly anyway.)
Then I asked Phil if he wanted to play any sports. I asked if he wanted to play football? "No." Soccer? "No." T-Ball? "I don't want to play anything!"
I told Hayden that Phil may look just like him when he was that age but he is his own person and just wants to do his own thing. And right now that thing is playing Lego's and living in his own little make-believe world.
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