You would not believe how tall and smart and sweet my son has become. Sweet he's always been, but tall and smart, thinking great thoughts, feeling confident, turning from a baby into a young boy with a bit of brains and a bit of charisma and charm. Yes, there are girls circling around him on the playground like the little birds in my yard this year, fighting for worms, fighting for a tad bit of attention from Oliver. He doesn't find it flattering, not yet anyway. He's slightly annoyed because he's really trying to score on the football or kickball field. I've watched him from afar once or twice and I see how seriously he takes his recess games. And when I'm not there physically, I hear all about the game when he comes home, play by play. I know how fast he's running, how his diet is affecting his game, how sleep and shoes and even shirts all play an important role in how he performs. His goal right now is to be a football player. And he's taking it quite seriously. His ball in hand wherever we go. And I mean, WHEREVER we go. He'd take it to church if he could.
Speaking of church, I gave Oliver a Jesus Calling for kids book. He reads it daily. I thought it was something I'd have to help him get into the habit of reading, but he's on his bed daily reading it. He loves it and last night he told me he really wants a Bible. He asked me all sorts of questions about Jesus and why he died, why he HAD to die, and really, truly, I'm just learning all this myself. Really. Heck I asked the question of my mentors just this past weekend! We were at the museum two weeks ago and there was a beautiful exhibit of Jerusalem. He was fascinated with the scale model of the town of Jerusalem, recognizing all the places he'd heard about before. It was a really cool display and one of the other second graders started talking about Jesus. She mentioned a movie she saw, and after Oliver realized she knew buckets more about His life than he did he exclaimed, "Yeah, I haven't seen the movie yet." I'm like, whoa, there's not just one movie about Christ but I decided not to tackle the subject on a second grade field trip.
My apartment is beautiful. We have such a nice home here, and now I finally have it very organized. I had my girls over Friday night and needed just one more day to get it really cleaned up. But oh well. They were not here to see the apartment, they were here to see me. I had so much fun that we lacked any decent sleep so I did sleep much of the day Saturday. My body was wiped! I've been walking 3-15 miles a day (thanks to my new apple watch I know exactly how much I walk!) and between the cottage and my yard here at the new apartment, laundry in the basement up to the second floor or even the attic, I get around quite a lot. Saturday Oliver was with his dad and those days are now somewhat of a chill-out me-time specialty that I crave and thoroughly enjoy. I would of course rather have my life the way I had hoped and dreamed it would be, but this is nice too. I've relaxed comfortably into my life. That I can tell you is a big load off my back. It feels good to be me. Slightly over-weight, slightly broke, slightly getting older every day. And I don't mind it one bit. I'm beginning to like myself and not worry so much anymore about what others think of me. I have a lot of good friends and am lucky and blessed. I know this and it warms my heart and gives me great comfort and satisfaction.
I'll post pictures next.
The big surprise is a new blog coming soon. It's just around the corner!
xx oo
