see max run

max is a rough and tumble kind of guy. 

he always seems to gravitate toward dirt and trouble and a frenetic pace...it's one of his finer qualities. but something new has sneaked in along with his dirty little fingers and 10 layers of costumes on at one time...our guy has become a reader. real and true. it's as if a whole new world has opened up to him...he sees words and sentences to read everywhere he goes. he takes his time...he sounds them out...he's patient and eager. it's taken a while to get here...but it's the best thing in the world to watch. one minute he's down with the dog, rolling and barking...the next it's quiet and he's tucked away upstairs.

these kinds of things are the best parts of growing up. and it's even better experiencing it the second time around through max. watching confidence build him up bit by bit. my, oh, my.

so now we need whole new sets of books...chapter books and series and books that can take him away...books to sneak and read with a flashlight under sheets well after bedtime! any suggestions for a rough and tumble 7 year old reader?

bouquet of sharpened pencils

we're back into the swing of things...and buddy had a wonderful first day of school today!
(nothing like the debacle of last year...although he did forget to put underwear on again...but we caught it early this year!)
thank you all so much for thinking of him! he jumped right out of the car this morning and never looked back. little ones really are the bravest! i've never had to be the new kid at school (we made the switch from public school to private montessori this year)...but max is so eager...eager for friendship and laughing and being in a mix. he did real swell today!
it's a tradition of ours to throw a back to school party the night before school starts. last night we ordered in and had a pizza and ice cream dance party...ditching those last minute school jitters and cutting a rug in nerdy glasses instead.

we pulled the plug early for bath and clean hair...books and bedtime.
max woke up bright and early this morning...already wearing his backpack and ready to take new shoes out for a spin. i told him he was the most wonderful first grader that's ever been in the history of all first graders. and that's a fact.

 i left lip stain marks on big kid cheeks and couldn't breathe for most of the day. mamas tend to hold their breath for their little ones.

time seemed to fly and before i knew it max was home...raving about 13 new friends and learning that 5x10=50.

happy back to school time, loves!
the smell of new school supplies just might trump warm sunscreen. maybe.

xoxo