A new post?
Stop rubbing your eyes.
You are actually seeing new words on this blog.
Why such a long absence you ask?
There has been much vacationing and much laziness concerning loading the pictures from the camera to the computer.
I still have yet to do the latter, so be sure to check this post out later for added pictures. But I have too many thoughts to contain in my head alone. You will just have to struggle through without visual aids.
Now on to the thoughts at hand:
My son, Beckham, turned 4 Sept. 23rd. He has been waiting, for what I am SURE feels like and eternity to him, to turn 4 for quite some time.
In fact, a short time after turning 4 he asked me just how long it had been since this miraculous event took place. I informed him it had been two days to which he lamented, " OHHHHHH! I'm not going to be 4 for very long!" Even pointing out that he still had 363 days left of four-ness did little to console him.
Beckham is a child of extremes. And as with all children, he is a joy and a challenge. His just comes in extreme amounts.
Beckham is VERY loving. If you really want to give him something special all that is needed is an empty lap and some undivided attention. He will tell you amazing stories and observations. Stories sprinkled with truth and large quantities of magic and improbabilities. You will never want for entertainment with him around. I am amazed every day at his quick wit and observations. After all, he is only 4. But Beyond that, he has a way of making YOU feel loved--unconditionally. Not a talent many have, and yet my little man has mastered the gift.
Beckham is VERY stubborn. If you have not done something in the fashion that he feels that it should have been executed you WILL get a tongue lashing and a few well placed tears along with some much dramatized stomping of feet. He is nearly inconsolable when something of this nature takes place and has become accustom to finding himself quite alone in a room to contemplate, and hopefully come to terms, with the fact that there are many right ways to do the same thing. And HIS way is not the only way.
Beckham loves to learn. Especially anything that has to do with language. He has always been good in this area. His current passion is mastering how to sign a sentence. It takes him 3 times as long to ask or tell me something, and I realize he is not using correct ASL grammar, but he is very proud of himself and I try to encourage his efforts as much as possible.
(I don't know how to sign a proper sentence. That's why I can't correct him...Annie maybe you can give me a few tips)
Beckham adores playing with other boys. The more "boy" the activity, the better. Sword fitting is high on the list at the moment. As well as transforming into dragons and pirates in order to scare little girls in preschool. His utensils often find that there is no other possible way of delivering food to his mouth unless they are accompanied by rocket and airplane engine noises. He has also decided that he is a super hero for most of the day and therefor must run, flip, and roll to every destination.
Being the clever mother that I am, I find this super hero identity to be quite useful. Because, as you are all aware, superheros get their strength and speed from vegetables. ESPECIALLY the green ones.
As challenging as it can be sometimes, I would be lost without this little guy in my life. He is forever opening my eyes wider as he himself discovers the world. Being the giving person he is, he turns right around and teaches me of all the wonderful things hen has seen that day, not knowing I have already seen them, but not wanting me to miss out on anything amazing, lovely, or inspiring.
He is a very spiritual person. Who has a grasp on the things of the Gospel that are far beyond his age. As a mother, that is one of the things I am always hoping and praying for, that my children will develop testimonies of their own. I am grateful to be charged with his care and feel blessed he is in our family.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY BECKHAM!!!!
I love you!