How Strong ARE You Mom?
September 17th, 2008 by Jenni
Today we had our second homeschool co-op, it went great. I think we are starting to work out the bugs. I’m pretty sure that Aidan’s favorite part is gymnastics, although he really seems to enjoy his Mexican class where they are learning some Spanish as well as several different cultural things and then they end the day with a snack and a story about a missionary family who still live and minister in Mexico.
When we got home tonight we were asking Aidan about his gymnastics class and he was excitedly telling us about all the new things he learned today including a headstand! I said, “why don’t you show us how you do it!” He said, “I have to have something to hold up my feet.” To which I replied, “oh, I can hold up your feet.” He kind of stared at me for a second and then half smiled and replied very gingerly but honestly, “Are you strong enough?” “What?! Of course I’m strong enough!!” Ok, listen here buddy, I may be 8 months pregnant, and I may not EVER pick you up, and I know that you never see me run, but that doesn’t mean I can’t hold your legs in the air! Does Mrs. Engleson look THAT much stronger than me? ;) I just had to laugh, especially in light of my post earlier today. I remember Aidan asking me once, probably about a year ago, “Can you run mommy?” Totally an honest question, he’d just never seen me run. So there you have it, running is not my thing, I’ve been pregnant for the past six years! That’s my excuse and I think it’s a pretty good one, I do happen to know though that Mrs. Engleson went running the day that she gave birth to her last child, yeah, she’s pretty amazing! :)
He finally did his headstand for me, and I was very proud to be strong enough to hold up his little scrawny legs! He did mention to me though that he was a little embarrassed because during his gymnastics class his shirt came up when he was doing his headstand. So I showed him how to tuck in his shirt. He’s become pretty modest as of late, in fact the other day he realized his shorts were on backwards so he went to hide behind the door to hide from me while he removed his shorts to put them back on properly, only he was hiding behind the front door (he was out side on our front porch) with his bottom facing the passing traffic! Chris set him straight before he removed his shorts and told him to go change in the bathroom. I don’t think he had quite thought that one through. Cute boy, becoming a wonderful young man. I love him :)
Ha! Your last two posts are so funny! I have a good story for you… Justice is 8, just started third grade… anyway, his life goal for about the last year has been to be able to pick me up, he tries every day desperately. So anyway, about a month ago he was FINALLY able to pick me up and hold me for about 10 seconds, and promptly after that he sprawled out on the kitchen floor like he had just hiked Mount Everest at a dead sprint…panting, heaving, the works. Well, I took that time to explain the delicate situation to him, I said “Justice, after you pick up a lady, you never sprawl out on the floor as if it was the most difficult thing you have ever done, you say “my that was easy, you are light as a feather” (we have already had the conversation about not commenting on ladies weight/ages…you know what I mean) to which he replied “but your NOT mommy, your NOT light as a feather!” Ha!! Well… its true I guess, hehehe
anyway, thought that might make you smile:-)
I laughed out loud at that post!
So did I, Nic, I had heard the story about the headstand, but the one about “hiding” behind the door to turn his shorts around is new…and priceless!!!!