Obsequious

Who knew that many vowels could go together?

There are certain milestones in a child's life. Walking, talking, going to school for the first time, having a crush on a girl, but none of them rival the competitive edge that is the spelling bee. My son made it to the finals. They gave us a list to study from. I was under the impression that it was a sample list; the real words would be LIKE those, but not EXACTLY those. I was wrong.

The day of the spelling bee, my son went up there on stage with forty other finalists. They started with easy words. Then suddenly round three kicked in and they started throwing the hard ones. My Chris and I were disappointed for the other parents when their children left the stage. The mother ahead of us brought that sample list and let us know they were going down the list exactly as it had been given to us. Then she showed me my son's next word. Holy hell! That's not a word! That's just some vowels and a consonant or two! I told them he'd be knocked out. I mean come on, there's no way I could even spell that one. Meh.

And of course, he could barely even say it, let alone spell it. He just kept shaking his head, then finally threw up his hands and blurted out any letters he could think of. Oh my little sport! He's such a doll.

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Kade is getting baptized (his choice, not mine.) I'm very proud of that. He is making his own choices and doing what he wants to do, so that's a good thing. We went shopping for his baptism clothes. In the midst of that, I saw this hat and knew he had to get it. It's SOOOOOO him.

Notice how he models it.

Sometimes, he reminds me of a little man. Sigh, how fast they grow...