Simeon has joined Christian in the world of imagination. I'm pretty sure we spend half the day deciding who we're going to be and what we're going to play. He is three this week and couldn't be more excited for his cake. We're tempted to tell him that his birthday isn't till Wednesday as it'd be so much easier with Stephen's schedule, but I'm pretty sure he'll have enough things to discuss with his therapist when he's an adult without us messing with his head about when his birthday is.
Overheard Christian in primary today saying that the other kid was following Satan when he was interrupting him. Yikes. We really need to iron out some of our parenting/teaching skills . Christian is mister legal and law abiding. That's not to say he won't try to find a loophole,but he's definitely our oldest child. The other day he wanted to pretend he was the "President, General, and the King." Wow. And to think I was ambitious for wanting to clean my kitchen tonight. I took the pedals off his bike and he is getting the balancing thing down pretty good and we're hoping to teach him to ride by the time snow comes.
Stephen is busy sending in applications to jobs and post-docs, and attending Rugby. Yup, Stephen has found his sport. Unfortunately he's 27, not 7 years old, but hey, he'll take what he can get. I, needing to be super hot because I'm now married to a college athlete, joined the local YMCA. Be prepared to see me tearing phonebooks by the end of the year. Just kidding. Actually the whole family joined thanks to a hefty discount for starving student types, and we're enjoying access to a year round pool. Swim lessons have even begun. Nope, not for the kids, but me. Yes, once Christian realized that I wasn't a lifeguard in a past life, he has decided he only trusts his dad to take him swimming. I figure I better stop this favoritism somehow and at least try to pass off something a little more difficult than the old-lady-pretending-to-exercise stroke.