Jake is Home!

We have found Jake a new home!

We joke that he is a monkey!

First Grade is Hard

Jake started first grade two weeks ago. He was a bit taken with the fact that he now had to go to school for 6 hours. This is a lot longer than kindergarten. Last Wednesday night I went to "Back to School Night" and spoke with his teacher. She told me that he thinks he can't read or write (he does both very well for his age). I figured in comparison to his brothers, he must feel like he can't do much academically. A few nights ago he fell asleep on the couch and I found him just like this. Maybe he is trying to figure out how to make it successfully in this new world of academia!

Target Date

My littles guy, Jake (6), has been trying to get me to take him out for days now. I have been resisting him. Being home with my oldest, who is sick with the flu, has taking a lot of my attention and nurturing and by the time night comes I really don't want to go out to do something. But it then dawnedd on me that because he kept asking for this it must be something he really wants and needs. So last night we hopped in the Trooper and left home base.

As we were driving, I asked Jake what he wanted to do. To my surprise he said, "Let's go to Target and get popcorn and soda and candy." Wow, now that was esay, I thought he would want to go for ice cream or something more fancy than this.
I asked if he wanted to sit and have the popcorn or go look at toys. We decided we would get the snacks and go and look at toys, and that I would pick up a magazine so that I had something to look at while he oogled over all the toys that he could dream of having. We walked up to Target walking hand in hand just talking.

This little guy is starting to really develop the craft of talking, like his mother has. He is loaded with questions and gets quite philosophical and theological when driving in the car. I need to remember to get out of the house and go somewhere with this boy.

We enjoyed our popcorn and soda and looked at toys and I really enjoyed it being about him. I have read the book about people having different love languages and have found that the very thing that I need to feel loved is difficult for me to give; time. My littlest one needed my undivided attention and my time. And you know that this really blessed me too. I so want to be close to my kids and develop a real relationship with them. Relationship takes time, attention and giving and taking. I hope that I can also teach my boys to give what others need in a relationship. Oh sometimes it overwhelms me all that I want to teach my boys. One day at a time, one day at a time.