As I watch my children grow up and explore our world with a little bit more courage and interest each day, I've become aware of my own concerns for him. I have concerns for Izzie too, but due to their very different natures, I am more worried about what this world might do to him. Isabel's a tough cookie, and I'm reasonably confident that she'll be able to pick herself up, dust herself off, and keep on going when challenges arise.
I am so enjoying spending time with my children these days. Elijah and I have lengthy conversations every day, and I am absolutely stunned by his memory, the depth of his thoughts, and his astute observations. I am also extremely proud of his compassion and his conscientiousness. a few quick examples (mostly so I don't forget them):
1. Any time I say "ouch" he rushes over, gently rubs my owie, and says "are you okay, mama?"
2. If he is the perpetrator of the pain, he asks "I hurt you? I'm sorry mama" and gives hugs and kisses.
3. If we're out and he hears another child crying, he always tries to find out if they're okay.
4. He's always looking out for other people's safety and well-being. While we were riding the subway in New York, he would ask people to sit down so they wouldn't fall when the train began to move.
5. He's already showing evidence of civic responsibility. While we were visiting the Statue of Liberty, we bought a big soft pretzel to snack on. As we were putting mustard on the pretzel, Elijah noticed that someone had spilled some mustard on the stand. He looked at Jon and said "Oh Daddy, that's so sad. Please wipe it up!"
I can't even begin to describe how privileged I feel to have this remarkable little boy in my life.
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