Sometimes I'm reminded that Ethan is a middle child in every sense of the word. I was a middle child, so I try to make sure he doesn't get overlooked, but then it dawns on me that Surprise! He's being overlooked. He's easy and laid back and low maintenance, and well, that makes him easy to overlook...
Ethan is all boy. His jeans are worn one time before they have holes in the knees. His shoelaces are coming apart after only one month of wearing them. He has to empty sand out of his shoes every single morning.
He plays hard. He cries too often. He's really sensitive.
And pretty goofy.
I sometimes wonder how he handles all this moving around stuff. He still talks about his old friends, and even though he's incredibly good natured, I have to wonder how it's really affecting his tender heart.
We close on the house on Friday. He has a reader's theatre at school. They're at the same time. I'm sad to think that he may not have a parent in the room cheering him on. It makes my heart hurt...makes me feel like I'm letting him down.
He'll never let on if that's really how he feels. He's just that kind of kid.
I've started noticing that Ethan is really creative. I guess I didn't expect that from my boys. I don't know why given who I'm married to, but it's been surprising to see how much he loves art and building things and yes, even modeling clay...
And um...Yellow Toad and that other guy...
He wants a Mario room in our new house and while this goes against everything I believe a child's room should be (I am not big on commercialized bedding/clothing etc.) I'm inclined to make it happen for him... and to make it the coolest room he's ever seen.
I think he's pretty special, this kid.
Time to find some creative ways to show him.