Wednesday, September 16, 2015
Life is what happens when you're busy making plans. Isn't that the saying? I've been intending to write a post for Evan's 7th birthday, well, since he turned 7 at the end of May. I still need to take his 7 year photos, but those will have to come later when all our schedules align and the weather cooperates. In retrospect, waiting to write this post has given me a little more insight into the life of a 7 year old boy. Lately I have found myself thinking a lot about the huge changes I've seen in Evan. I subtitled this post "The In Between" because that's exactly how I'd describe Evan at 7. He's in between doing it all himself and wanting us to be part of (mostly) everything. Who is this boy who takes showers, ties his own shoes, jumps off the high dive, and rides a two wheel bike? Oh, there he is, the one who still snuggles up for a bedtime story, a ritual we set practically the very first day we brought him home. He's in between the innocence of simpler words and the exploration of tween-hood. He calls his sneezes "bless yous" and mirror is still "meer-yer," but in nearly the same breath he might give me a smirk and a "really, mom?" He's in between the picky stage and trying new things. Who is this kid asking for rice, broccoli, and cauliflower? It's as if, suddenly, trying new stuff is cool. He just gives this "no big deal" shrug and I am totally rolling with it. He's in between being a silly rambunctious boy and being a focused, push-himself-to-be-better performer. He started taking martial arts classes this summer (Tae Kwon Do and Jiu Jitsu) and he can go from getting called out for talking to getting called out for setting the standard in form. I watch him in awe sometimes at what he can do. What happened to my clumsy little preschooler? Oh, you know, just doing the splits all non-chalant like. I am trying to soak up every last ounce of these next few years before my little boy is too big to sit on my lap, too tall to be carried, or too old to give me a hug in front of his friends. Right now, in this in-between, I can begin to see a glimmer of the adult he might one day be, and he's pretty awesome. I just hope he doesn't get there too quickly!
Posted by Jen O. at 5:09 PM
Wednesday, August 19, 2015
When I bought Evan his new bike back in the spring, I was hopeful we'd find time this summer to work on teaching him to ride without training wheels. Summer nearly got away before we finally ditched the trainers and he took off. We've since made a couple trips to the park and he's already riding circles around me.
Posted by Jen O. at 7:13 AM
Tuesday, August 4, 2015
Since we moved, Evan is now in a different Little League district. But both areas are equally serious about their baseball thanks to some recent championship teams. The way ages are calculated has also changed, so Evan was placed in the 7-8-9 year old league even though he was still six for all but the last game. It made him one of the younger boys on the team, but that didn't deter him. He learned A LOT this summer, becoming a consistent hitter at the plate, and very good left fielder. At this age, although the boys are getting much stronger in their skill set, there was no predicting which way a game might go. They had a winning season, but at the end of the game, the kids were more excited about the concession stand popsicles than they were the score. He briefly tried out the Catcher position. He loved it, but I'm kinda glad he didn't up there. Some of these kids were significantly bigger, and I wasn't crazy about him having to defend home plate! Little brother is his biggest fan! Dan was the Dugout Dad at nearly every game, cheering the kids on and keeping order. It was an unofficial role, but the official coaches were all grateful, as were the parents! Go Cards! <---- Pretty sure it killed Dan's soul a little bit to have to cheer that this season, so here's hoping next year he's drafted for the Reds!
Posted by Jen O. at 7:14 AM
Thursday, July 30, 2015
Evan started both dance and piano lessons in January. He's taking piano lessons from the same teacher I had in middle and high school. Sue is great and it's amazing how far he has come in just a few short months. He had his first piano recital in May and Evan amazes me with his lack of stage fright or nervousness when it comes to performing, especially so at this age. Here are a couple post-show photos and a video of his performance. I love how he sits down and hands his music back to his Dad when it's all over. Cool. Done. Checked that off the list. Evan was taking gymnastics last fall when he noticed a sign for a dance studio in the same building. He asked me about it and said he wanted to take classes. Whereas most of his other activities have come about because either his dad or I have sought them out and gauged his interest, dance was Evan's idea from the get-go. We have tried to expose him to different things, especially around the arts and sports, so maybe it was seeing The Nutcracker ballet last December that sparked the interest, (or watching Dancing with the Stars with his grandma!), either way, I'm glad he found something he loved and put his heart into it. So proud of this boy.
Posted by Jen O. at 12:00 PM
Sunday, July 5, 2015
About three and a half years ago I posted a couple of pictures of Evan - at one year and 3.5 years old, in the same spot, standing next to some letters I had hanging in his room. I was a little sad about how much that short amount of time had changed him, from baby to little boy. Well, imagine what happens between 3.5 years and 7 years old. A LOT. All that chunkiness and babyness is totally gone. Replaced with a lanky, on-the-go, wired with energy B-O-Y. His new room is accented with "big" boy colors of midnight blue and red, so it was time to repaint the letters. A little sadness there too, but he loves the new baseball and stars theme. Still to come is the Louisville Slugger and karate belt display. He's growing up, but he's also growing into who he is, and for that I am happy.
Posted by Jen O. at 11:22 AM