I was so excited about returning to regular blogging that I accidentally posted too early. Blogger runs on Pacific time, and I've not yet figured out how to change it, so I'd better log an entry for May 1!
It's been a busy weekend. Levi started t-ball today in a one-month program for 3-5 year olds. Out of about 25 preschoolers, he was the one that resisted every. single. activity. The coach asked the kids to sit down; he wanted to get my purse and leave. They were supposed to run to third base; he picked up the base and handed it to a parent, who he thought had dropped it. He didn't really throw a fit or anything, but I did have to shadow him to keep him on track. He just seemed to be mostly in a world of his own (in which I was an honored guest), except when he saw a boy wearing a University of Michigan hat with its "M" logo and mistook him for Mario. Today's experience left me thinking, a la Charlie Brown, "Why can't I have a normal [son] like everybody else?" Of course, I say that affectionately. Despite any of the challenges of raising him, I wouldn't trade my quirky, imaginative little boy for anyone or anything. Every day with him is an adventure.
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