Sunday, August 10, 2014


So, the person that turned me from just being Carrie into being someones honest-to-goodness parent decided to turn 7 today.  Seriously? How did we get here already? 

So, Ethan at 7.  Loves all things sports. Obsessively.  All sports.  Cheats at most games and denies it with a giggle when caught.  Favorite activity when not playing or discussing sports is to play Mario Kart on the Wii. He also discusses that obsessively.  He's still never met a stranger and will talk the ear off of anyone who slows down to listen to him.  His conversations are totally stream of conscious conversations. This morning on the way to church we went from discussing Hong Kong Disneyland to Japan to China to sandstorms to cheetahs outrunning sandstorms to cheetahs having houses to dogs and then abruptly back to Mario Kart.  I have a low level headache most of the time when I ride in the car with him for more than 5 or 10 minutes.  Driving back from Sunriver last month (7 hours) about broke my brain permanently, as he did not stop talking the whole time.

He loves his sister and wants her around all the time. In the car they play a pretend game that is a mashup of Mario Kart and My Little Ponies and who knows what else.  At home he likes to convince her to play games with him, with the promise that he'll play some other made up game that they have called "Teachers and Puppies". I don't have a clue what that one is about, but it involves their imaginary friends as well. They share imaginary friends. 

He just watched Star Wars for the first time this week and, despite not liking it at first, got into it and can tell you most of the plot if you have time. He did not stop talking the entire time we watched Star Wars and Return of the Jedi (we skipped Empire because I don't really like it), constantly asking who was a good guy and who was a bad guy and what would happen next.

He's still a tiny guy- somewhere around 37 pounds, I think. I joke that he is going to be going on dates while driving the car from a 5-point-carseat.  He is getting taller though.

My son. My baby who is growing up too fast. There hasn't been a dull moment since he arrived and Daniel and I are so blessed to call this little one our son.  Happy 7th birthday, Ethan!

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