I have learned so much about Wilson over the last six months. He seems to be growing up and changing right before my eyes. Between school and my job, I think that sometimes he gets a bit overlooked as well. That is why I am giving him his own blog post today – I want to remember all of the great qualities that he has.
For one, he has become a great soccer player. Last season he would run around the field and play, but he was more interested in the snacks AFTER the game than what was actually going on IN the game. This year, however, he was scoring goals, passing the ball, and taking charge on the field. I was so proud of him. I am looking forward to what he will do in the spring. Here is his team picture….
Wilson can be so tough and yet so sweet and sensitive. He loves to give gifts, especially flowers. If he sees a bush or plant with flowers on it he will walk over, pick one and bring it to me. He has even begged to jump out of the car at a red light because he really wanted to pick a certain flower that he had seen the day before at that same light. He ran around to the back of the school last week to pick a pink flower that he had seen on the way to lunch. He is a giver. After school on the first day of school he wanted to use his own money to take everyone to Chick-Fil-A for a snack. He cried when I drove past the first Chick-Fil-A because I didn’t know that he was serious. We went to the next store, went in, bought snacks and enjoyed the afternoon.
He has also been asking me for piano lessons. After numerous times of asking, I finally signed him up for a short music class that was offered at his school. He loves school, which I knew he would. He is an eager learner. His teacher said that she wished that every student was as eager as Wilson and that he makes her “want to be a better teacher.” WOW.
He has also begun to really enjoy drawing and coloring. I attribute this to his going to school. Many pictures include some sweet messages. Here are some of his works…
And finally, and most interestingly, Wilson wanted a white bedroom. WHITE. We tried to talk him out of it, but we finally gave him what he wanted. It was his room. He told my friend Yolanda that his room was “the most beautiful white color.” I bought a new bookshelf for his room and he said that he wanted it to be white with white baskets. I love white because it looks very clean, but I am not sure why he likes white. Either way, I am happy to oblige.
I am bragging on Wilson a bit, but only because these are things that the casual on-looker would never know about him. Yes, he is energetic, loves mischief, tv and sword fighting, but these other qualities over rule it all. He is super intelligent, endlessly sensitive, and full of originality.
