Go Seth!
Today at flag salute, Seth will find out that he’s been chosen to have Pizza With the Principle. He got a “character counts” from his teacher about a week ago. He’d helped pick up some papers that flew around on a windy day, and no one asked hiim! I told Daddy, at least he does that at school! We had a chuckle.
He has been a good sport lately. Three weeks ago, he fell off the monkey bars and broke his arm. I had just signed him up for karate the day before! (They’re extending the contract time while he heals.) He had also started in the running club. For every mile they run, they earn a little plastic foot to go round a necklace. For Seth, we’re now calling it the “walking club” because getting tripped up in all those little feet might be bad for a broken arm. So imagine a seven-year-old, competitive little boy getting left behind, and then passed on the following laps, by all of his little competitive peers. He finally cried about it yesterday ‘cause he wants to run with everyone else. I reminded him that his arm is getting better, at that very moment and that it wouldn’t last forever.
Interesting consequence of breaking his right arm, he is surprisingly ambidextrous now. See an awesome example here!
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