Musings of Mommy Dearest: Break a leg.

I was trying to renew some library books online today when I realized they were checked out with Ethan's library card and not mine. This was slightly annoying since the computer already had all my account information saved, not Ethan's, so I would need to find his card to get the number off the back. Then I remembered he came up to me a few weeks ago saying he couldn't find his card - the same one he begged to carry in his own wallet and promised he would take care of. But anyways. After looking for it in a few random places I finally found it in my jewelry box. Not sure how it found it's way there, but I was happy it was.

I picked it up, turned it over, and saw his 6-year-old signature on the white strip staring up at me. I remembered how proud he was to have his very own library card and how he went home that day and showed it off to Sebbie and Bobby like it was his driver's license. Now he could check out his own books "all by himself." He's always been so independent; from birth, really. And as much as I sap on about wanting my kids to stay little.........more so, I want them to become independent and confident adults. I'm thrilled that he leans on himself and finds ways to "figure stuff out" before running to me for help.

His astuteness startles me. I guess his entire disposition does, too.

For a kid to come out of MY body and be THAT laid back is just as unexpected as if he were to come out blond and blue.

We watched him in his first theater performance this past weekend. He played "Jose" in the "Junie B. Jones" play his acting class put on. And he was fabulous. Not just saying that because I love him to pieces and think everything he does is fantastic. He was seriously really good. We thought he might be nervous but instead, he shined. At age six I was afraid of my own grandparents, that's how shy I was. I could not even imagine getting up in front of 40 people and doing what he did. WITH ENTHUSIASM.

We were so proud of him.