March 25, 2013
We've had a good couple of months, especially considering that it's been winter. Even now that it's technically spring, we've gotten snow twice in the last two weeks. It always helps to have swimming lessons to look forward to twice a week. Especially this year, since we're doing them at the same time as the Slacks. The first session you shared a level with Roman, then you passed the test and moved up to the same level as Christian for the second session. Watching you swim is pretty incredible – you have strong, purposeful, well-formed strokes. I think you are a better swimmer already than I ever have been.
At the end of January Daddy took me along with him on a business trip to San Jose. You and your siblings stayed with Papa and Grammie for five days. I think you had a lot of fun – sleeping over at the Slacks one night, doing a special nature program, watching extra movies – but it was you who really, really missed us. The other kids didn't seem too fazed by our absence, but you repeatedly mentioned how much you missed Mom. Then when I got home and Dad went straight to Ohio, you were the one who cried about how much you missed Dad! Truly such a tender heart – I am thankful that you care so much.
You got to go skiing with the homeschool group again three times – and this year we went the same day as the Jacobs kids, so you and Daniel got to ski together quite a bit. Of course you did very well and all but the biggest story was when you, Dad, Daniel and Abby went to the top of the mountain together. Abby was a little slower than you boys, so Dad told you guys to go on ahead to the lodge. Apparently you got part of the way down the mountain and couldn't figure out which way to go. You and Daniel conferred and concluded you were lost. But you decided to bravely ask a stranger which way the lodge was. You followed his directions and successfully got down the mountain, but not before peeing your pants for lack of a restroom. Although it seemed to give you a bit of a rush once you realized you had made it, I think you were genuinely quite freaked out.
The day after a big adventure (like skiing) is normally quite difficult for you. It's like you live for those highs, and coming down to real life is very disappointing. Things that are normally easy for you become overwhelming or despised and you often take your frustration out on others. So hoping to make “normal days” more fun, plus desiring to have some one-on-one time with you, I had the idea of building “special Mommy-Isaac time” into each week (currently Thursday afternoons). You look forward to it with great anticipation. It has been fun for me too!. Generally we spend time talking about your daily Bible reading and other things on your heart then transition to a fun activity. We've played games, built a Lego set together, and just last week we experimented with your electronics set. I'm hoping our weekly time together will become a long and cherished tradition.
I've also started giving you piano lessons. I sensed you were ready, but you weren't interested unless I was your teacher. So I'm starting you out with the idea that you will likely transition to another teacher at some point. You are a quick study and so far understanding the staff and rhythms, etc., have come easily. Playing duets together has been a good incentive for you to practice as well. You are also very good at math. Recently you had to start adding columns of numbers over a thousand. It overwhelmed you and you pouted most of the morning. But after getting over it, you now routinely get all of those problems right, even though it would be easy to make little “mistakes”.
Another change is that the Belchers are back. Nadya's food allergies were dangerously worse in Russia, so they had to come home. We are all so glad to see them again. We got to go hiking (M Hill) on Grace's birthday with them and they have been over to play a few times. You and she and Abby have a very special friendship. I found you writing Grace's name in cursive over and over and over again. At this point you are assuming you and she will marry one day – that would be okay with me! (But these things seldom work out the way we think they will.)
You are growing up in so many ways; it is hard for me to wrap my mind around the idea that you will be eight so soon! I bought you a booklight and have started letting you read in bed for a half hour or so. In the morning you come up and say, “Mom I read 4 chapters (or whatever) in the Jesus Storybook Bible last night.” I pray so often that you will know his “never stopping, never giving up, unbreaking, always and forever love” for you.