Seth's Weblog

Seth started preschool in November, and in a short time, he’s really taken to “schooling” in ways that he didn’t with me. I suppose it’s a mama thing. He likes his teacher, and even says he wants to be a teacher when he grows up. (I think that’s the first non-mythical creature that he’s ever aspired to be.)

He’s also picking up a pencil, every day, without being asked. His stick figures have gotten more detailed even in a week’s time, like that book Leo the Late Bloomer. When they bloom, they blossom all at once.

He’s also hit his rhyming phase. I always point out whenever I notice that we’ve made a rhyme. Several weeks ago I made a rhyme and when he was disappointed that he hadn’t gotten to it first I said, “Rhymes are free. You can’t steal a rhyme.” I said this to make him feel better and share my rhyme with him. But all he really hears is the “can’t” and tells Arwen “You can’t steal a rhyme.” meaning, that’s my rhyme and you can’t have it.