SUMMER | PHOTO A DAY | THIRTY TWO

I think I was feeling almost as proud of Jaedon as he appears to look himself in this photo…

He’s never been one for writing, or drawing (apart from one instance on a lovely friend’s new cream suede sofa – sorry Amy!), or anything that requires him to sit still for a given period and concentrate. Apart from trains, that is.  And pretty much all attempts at teaching him to write so far have ended up in sillyness and (confession time) frustration.  It was as if at some point he’d put writing in the ‘too hard basket’ and from then on decided he wasn’t even going to try, which is baffling to us because it’s so not like him.  Both Matt and I are pretty stubborn once we decide we want to figure something out, or at least complete it (successfully or not), and Jaedon most definately gets that from us.  Except when it comes to writing.  But perhaps this will be an instance pretty much the same as him learning to ride his bike without training wheels – he’ll just jump on and do it, completely suprising everyone.  And in the same way that I was *this* close to bursting into tears (of pride) at that moment, I could have smothered him with kisses and squeezed him till his breakfast came out his ears this morning when he wrote his name completely unaided for the first time ever.  He just picked up his pen and did it, completely surprising me.  That’s my boy!  🙂 

And here’s my girl – who you’d be forgiven for assuming was fast asleep on the lounge room floor. Not quite. Actually, not even close.
Being a lover of all things pink and girly, she’d gone off and dressed herself in her most beautiful party dress, sparkly Barbie high heels, and her tiara.  I happened to spy her like this, playing with her dolls and having the most hilarious but delightful conversation with them.  I was actually just wanting to video her, using my camera of course, but she spotted me and assumed I was trying to take her photo.  After a semi-tantrum she threw the dolls at me, then herself on the floor. I actually felt quite bad interrupting and inadvertantly putting an end to the wonderful time she seemed to be having.  Especially when she stomped off afterwards, removing the dress, shoes and tiara as she went – just to make her point clear.  Do I look at this photo and see it as a moment of her day captured, or a clear sign that she really is over this project of mine. 

I guess I’ll sleep on it and see what tomorrow brings, taking it one day at a time from here on in.

Narrelle x