The great race....

Isaac, yes, MY Isaac, ran in TWO races today at sports day, 2 years ago he refused to wear his P.E kit and held his helper's hand through the whole day. Last year he wore his P.E kit but did not join in, he observed and ignored the crowds.

Today we saw him walk onto the field, wearing his P.E kit.I watched him sit quietly and not join in the cheering and clapping and I wondered what he would do. Then I watched him get in line, in front....crowds cheering,

Then he did this....

And my goodness look at him go! I watch this over and over and I hear my voice crack as I realise he is not only doing it but he is WINNING and whooooooooooooo! ISAAAAAAAAAC!

I can hear people behind me saying " well done ISAAC!"

After the race his teacher ( who was compere, with microphone in hand,) congratulated him, in front of that crowd and asked him if he had velcro on his head. So funny that the other children, in this race, kept dropping the bean bag as they would try and look to see where the other kids were, not Isaac he couldn't care less what other people are doing.

It looks as though he has been practising, he has such a method and the speed...the teacher said over and over before the race, " remember, this race is about balance, not speed, if you go too fast you will lose the bean bag"

I am so proud of this little boy, who still won't go swimming at school, who one day hides, the next shines.

My heart is bursting today because of this boy.

A Five and 2 sevens.

Today is Isaac Nathaniel's 7th birthday. This means that for 12 days I have 2 seven year olds, Isaac thinks this is great, Seth, not so much. Seth has been eye bulgingly furious each time Isaac has mentioned that he is now the same age. " But I am SEVEN years and ELEVEN months!" to which Isaac will say " but we are both seven.
Isaac's day didn't begin well because his gifts we bought when he still loved Elvis and sticker books....now, he loves Basketball, like Seth ( because they are the same age after all.)
HE opened his gifts saying " I didn't WANT Elvis stuff" and " I hate that" and " Oh.....I don't like that either" Hooray for cold hard cash in his card because the day was saved. HE got more money later in the day and he is a happy boy.
HE ate cake and went to bed at 9pm and as he settled down he hugged me tight and said " I had a lovely birthday" I kissed him and said " I am so happy to be your mummy"
From behind us we heard " And I am happy to be his friend" from Elijah. What a splendid way to end the day.
Isaac,I am indeed happy to be your mummy. Happy birthday beautiful boy.

I bet you laugh.

You did didn't you? This boy is SO handsome, but will he let me take even ONE picture without doing this???? Stinker.