Not much of an exciting week around here. Christian, Peter, and I have been sick. Christian had to miss his soccer game yesterday which really bummed him out and we stayed home from church too. Thank goodness for zoom or we would have missed seeing Benjamin's talk. He did a great job on speaking about following the prophet. Bella taught her Young Women's class too. She said it went well but it was hard to get participation because everyone was playing around on their phones instead of paying attention. Augh!! I hate those stupid phones.
In any case, we're all on the mend. It's actually kind of weird to be sick since, thanks to the isolation of Covid, none of us has been sick in a long, long time. Having a cold now feels quite novel. Not fun, though.
Anyway, so we didn't do much outside of the usual things. Peter got to ride the pony at the grocery store for the first time. It had been taken out because of Covid, but now it's back. Yay! He had a great time and insisted on riding it more than once.
His "I do it!" attitude is really exerting itself in every aspect of life right now. No help from anyone, just independence, regardless of difficulty. Tonight he wouldn't let anyone help him with the gravy. He grabbed the gravy boat and wouldn't let go and we worried he'd pour it all over the place if we fought him on it, so we agreed to let him pour it himself. Sploosh, the entire supply of gravy over his entire plate. Cracked me up when he still tried to choke down a few gravy-sodden pieces of toast. He's also decided that sippy cups are for babies and only wants to drink out of cups like ours. So that's what he gets. Many times the front of his shirt gets more than his stomach, but he's doing better all the time.
A member of the marching band quit, leaving a spot open for a new bass drummer. Benjamin auditioned and got it. It was an away game on Friday and so he had to bring the drum home afterwards. We all got a kick out of carrying it around and drumming on it. Peter thought it sounded pretty fun too. I love how between me and all the kids, Peter gets exposed to piano, saxophone, ukulele, guitar, recorder, and percussion. We're all rooting for him to become a cello player, though, because it would round out our piano pieces so well. :)
Today since we were home and everyone else was at church, Christian and I were enjoying the sunshine outside. I cannot remember how it came up, but somehow I discovered that he had no idea how to play hopscotch and had never played. WHAT?? What is wrong with this generation? So I drew up a hopscotch game and we played. Not easy with both of us blowing our noses half the time, but it was a lot of fun. Christian ended up winning one of the games and I won the other.
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