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7 Years: A Birthday

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Buzz’s birthday is on Friday, which as of this writing on Tuesday morning is exactly 3 days away. He’s going to be a whopping 7 years old.

Wait, wasn’t he just a baby yesterday?

Yes, actually. According to my mom math, he was my little baby just yesterday. Now he’s my big monkey. With grander tastes. The older they get, the more expensive their toys.

Yesterday, when he was just a baby, shopping for birthdays was so much easier. When he was happy to just stick the paw of a stuffed bear in his mouth and drool all over it. Once they get older, though, they have firm ideas about what they want. And what they want never seems to be cheap.

Buzz is a phenomenal artist, in my unbiased opinion, so for this birthday I selected a nice drawing set for him, that includes pencils and pastels, among a few other things. Thankfully, I was able to find deals and offers on kids stuff at Toys R Us. Always look around online for discounts, I’ve learned. It’s amazing how much you can get taken off. You find more vouchers and discounts at MyDeals.com. Because my mom math may be a bit fuzzy, but even I know when I’m getting a good deal.

And I know when my little boy is getting older, even when I don’t want to admit it. I look back fondly on yesterday, but I do love watching him grow into the person he’s becoming. Even when it costs more than I may have been expecting, the price is always worth it.

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Acorn – #WW

I never realized Buzz held such an extensive fascination with squirrels and acorns. He must have went to school talking about them, however, because he came home with one in his pocket that his teacher gifted him. Which was sweet, I thought. But then the next day, he came home with more. A pocketful. Every day since, there have been a steady increase in acorns of all shapes and sizes. Some acorns are green, and yet others are missing their tops.

It’s grown to quite a collection.

So much so that I’m beginning to worry if we may soon start getting attacked by a hungry pack of squirrels.

School is in Session

Despite his smile and wave, Jedi was very much not looking forward to his first day back to school on Monday.

Buzz, on the other hand, took the occasion in stride. A bit of a surprise considering his first day of kindergarten last year, when he cried the entire day.

The thing with the first week of school, (more…)

Defying in Dirt

What can I say about Buzz and how he’s been? Let’s begin with dirt.

I tell Buzz not to play in the dirt, pleading almost. Not only does he do it anyway, but he looks straight at me in defiance as he does. Throwing it over his head, even, and covering himself just to prove a point.

Point made.

So that’s what I can say about Buzz and how he’s been. He’s been dirty.

Buzzing for Bees

Buzz has become oddly fascinated with bees.

Close to 90 degrees warrants a trip outside to our pool. That may be giving it more credit than it deserves since it’s kiddie-size, 18 inches deep at its fullest, barely off the ground. But it’s good for them. There’s enough room for floaties and to splash and kick. I’m sure to get drenched without ever needing to get in.

There’s also this valid point from my 8 year old. He said, “This pool is better than the bigger ones, because I’m not going to drown”.

So while they were splashing and kicking, my 6 year old was more concerned, or enamored, about the action he saw peering over the edge. Since it’s a small pool, it’s easy to see the ground. And working hard to gather its pollen, they were lumbering, almost hopping, from this clover to that. I tried to ignore their buzzing the best I could, but he was in awe.

Copyright Johnathon KingstonThis is not my photograph. I would never get this close to a bee.

“Buzz-buzz!”, he happily exclaimed, pointing in merriment as I shivered.

I am terrified of bees. But I have always said Buzz is my daredevil. I have to remind him again and again not to try to pet one. His moniker here apparently suits better than I ever could have imagined.