“We just have to remember, he’s so young still. He’s only 7.”
I say stuff like that to Scott a lot. We are both quick to get frustrated with Kendall, and we throw things out there like, “bad attitude,” and “immature.”
But, he’s only 7.
As of this weekend.
We’ve been reading Harry Potter together since late last summer, and we’re on the 3rd book now. I didn’t think he’d be so found of me reading to him from a book with no pictures every night. I didn’t think he’d sit still. I didn’t think he’d be delighted to get a chapter book for his birthday.
He’s only 7.
I gave him a blank, lined notebook this weekend (some conference swag I brought home with me from Mom 2.0, courtesy of Dove), and told him it was for him to write a book in, mostly expecting to find it with gum stuck between the pages under his bed in a month.
He began the “next Harry Potter book” last night- Harry Potter and the Wizard of Secrets. He’s halfway through the first chapter- Hungry Wizard. He’s outlined where the 2nd chapter- Wizard Secret- will begin.
He’s only 7.
7 year olds can write chapters of new books, but sometimes it’s hard for them to understand why nobody threw the ball to them during their baseball game. Sometimes 7 year olds throw themselves on the ground and cry like a toddler when they don’t get what they want, and sometimes they quietly work in the garage for hours, inventing things.
7 year olds are also great arm pit fart students.
Here’s to 7!
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Awww. We say, “He’s only 6. He’s only 2,” a LOT around here. It IS hard to remember when your children are geniuses that they are BABY geniuses. *Sniff* So precious. Now, I want to see pics of YOU doing armpit noises!
Brilliant! I often think 7 is actually about how old my husband is so it must be so cool when their kids hit the same age as them 😉