Time Flies

Tempus fugit. 'Nuff said.

Here's the fun new thing we found at the Lego store near us:
Jello molds shaped like bricks with studs and everything.

Now that my son is 7, we also really checked out for the first time the buckets of bricks in the back where you can 'pick your own' Lego's like they were blueberries or something. Previously he's mainly been interested in the full blown kits.
Later, my husband said there was one couple there who were filling a $100 bucket by clicking all the bricks together neatly so as to get the most they could into their bucket. Ah, to have that sort of time on your hands.

Now that my son is 7 a lot of things have changed with him. I know you always hear that '7 is the age of reason', but there really does seem to be some threshold he's passed over where there's a bit more suspicion about things like the tooth fairy, Santa, etc. It's sort of bitter-sweet.
He's got an increased interest in questioning just about everything, though, and being able to hold more than a 2 sentence conversation helps him sew all the salient points together much more easily.
I don't know how many times some 'well meaning' mother has wondered casually whether my son might have a hyper activity problem or attention issue. I haven't the slightest idea what would make them think this was fodder for casual conversation anyway, but he's always been great a school (where it counts most) and now finally seems to be coming into his own on all fronts. For others struggling with a 5 or 6 year old who just won't listen, you can feel assured, kids do grow up. I'll sort of miss all the insanity :).

On the other hand I won't miss: taking my son to the pediatrician because he's started to say 'what' even MORE often than usual in response to every question and I'm worried he's got an ear infection or worse. Hearing turns out to be fine (again).

Finally, for the more "sophisticated" folks out there, a new magazine I am enjoying somewhat for it's complete disregard for the idea that anyone might have a budget to stick to, and somewhat because the photos are pretty lush, if ridiculous at times: "GARDEN & GUN".
Seriously. I've been to the Peabody hotel once with the family, it was a blast. There's an article on the duck man and ducks they house there as well as an article on kids and Airguns.

Signing off now, hopefully NOT for another 6 months.