Well we haven't taken any pictures which is a shame because this kid is pretty cute. School has been pretty good although I think it wipes him out. He is always a little bit weepy and a bit impatient. As Sam is now in the 1st year (as Montessori refers--not grade) he has homework. for 10-15 minutes a day Sam must do some math, he has a spelling list and do some reading. He hates it. In his defense he gets home from school at 4ish and then that's pretty close to dinner--then it's close to bedtime. Yet another thing he hates. Nevertheless, we stick to our assignments and this week our spelling words are: cat, fat, flat, sat, can, pan, plan, man. On only our second day he didn't need to cheat at all. He spelled without looking! Yea...We had Stake Conference on Sunday so we had Rachel her family, Cydney and Bart and the Berretts over for dinner. The Berretts brought the new Beatles rock band. I haven't ever played the rock band but this was fun. I knew Dave wouldn't dig it too much--that's a given, but I thought Sam may. He got to play the drums but he got a little bored and got up and left. That was a big surprise for me. Berkley who is just a few months older than Sam played that game all day. We're going to have to stop the sports and get him into some music appreciation apparently. Maybe he would just rather be the one guitar in Juke box hero???
Yesterday I was taking Sam and Maverick to school and we were talking about skiing. Now there are few families out there that can ski better than the Thompsons. I brought up that Sam could learn from Maverick maybe this year to ski with poles. Maverick piped in that yes indeed he could as he had been skiing since he was 3 years old. I said Sam had started when he was 4. Then Sam said "Well actually, I've been skiing since I was 1." I joked and asked who had taken him skiing and he said "My birthmother." Well it's good to know he does internalize some information after all. Maverick on the other hand had a very difficult believing that Sam was adopted. I tried to explain that adoption is all about love and I hope Maverick understood but that's a lot to comprehend. Lori was mortified that Maverick acted that way, but I could care less and Sam didn't seem to care either.
We had FHE last night and tried to learn about talents. We tried to teach that most talents need to be developed and some come naturally. We went around and asked each family member what they thought a talent might be that they had. We then asked other family members to then say what talents they thought this person had. When we got to Sam it was kind of funny. Of course he is very certain he is the fastest person in the whole wide world, which I'm quite certain he'd have to fight his Uncle Jason for those bragging rights. But then the cute part was when Dave said he thought Sammy had many talents, so many in fact that they were too numerous to name them all. Sam then replied--try! Dave did try and Sam readily agreed with all stated.
Well FHE was a bit of a failure because what I really wanted to say was that sometimes even though we don't think we're good at something we need to keep trying too---say for instance---tying a shoelace. That went over like a lead balloon. Patience is not a virtue for Chach. Seems like next FHE will be on patience.
So today we're coming home from Soccer and Sam asks if he can have a play date. We said no as it was dinner time but maybe another day. I then asked who he wanted to have over. He said he wanted to go over to someone else's home. Dave and promptly said that wasn't they way things really worked but then asked who was this person who's home he wanted to go play. He then said "I would like to go to Wendy's". It turns out that Sam is in love with her dog and wants a play date with Koda, the dog. Maybe he is more like his dad and not a people person after all.
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