A Happy Kid
For some reason, and it’s odd that I am even remarking on this but whatever, Franklin has been ecstatic the last couple of days.
It’s not that he’s a normally morose child who likes to pull the legs of spiders or anything, but lately it seems someone has been slipping him happy hyper pills and everything is
YAY YAY YAY YAY YAY!!!!!!
D and I are both entertained by this and slightly curious.
Is he starting to really enjoy preschool? Has he successfully mastered the art of putting on his shoes and zipping up his zipper without a struggle? Would that actually make him such a gleeful dorknut?
Perhaps it’s the lack of sugar? He has a stable system now and the lack of highs and low has given him a constant level of something higher than we are used to?
Is it the home videos that he is obsessed with watching? The romp through the snow when he was 2 years old? The day at the beach when he was 18 months? Could seeing himself back then and recognizing his growth make him proud of himself? (for example, see the photomall photo on the right)
Or is it the fact that when we were traveling in the car the other day he asked us what “to die” meant. Once we explained the concept in an abstract but somewhat realistic way, he firmly pronounced that he did not want to die.
wow.
oh wow.
ummmmmmm.
No, Franklin. You aren’t going to die.
You aren’t going to die.
What else do you say to that?
He seems great though. Perhaps he’s living life to the fullest.
He’s not going to die.
Today, or ever.
Today, he dances on his tiptoes and tells me that I’m beautiful in his best Johnny Cash impersonation. All of it is to make me laugh and hug him one more time before he goes to bed.
Franklin sounds like one amazing boy. I have found that my kids personality goes through these six month cycles – almost like clockwork. Six months up, six months down.
The death thing is really hard. Toby brought it back up recently but in the “mom how long do people live?” “How old are you?” fearful way.
It sucks.
Ada, soak it up!
About death, we just had a speaker at our preschool meeting in March who explained so well how to deal with children and death. She was really good…wish I could remember her name…I’ll check tomorrow, there is a book she left for us! Maybe the book is worth checking out.
Yeah, kids that I have worked with go through cycles too. I worked as a hospice counselor for several years, and I found that certain times of the year were particularly tough: birthdays, anniversaries, etc.
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