The B's Knees

My B...when I think about him, I shake my head and laugh.  He has so much character and heart in that almost-10-year-old body of his.  On Thursday, he had a run-in with part of a bleacher in P.E. and asked the nurse to call his stepmom.  When they called me to tell me about it, I mentioned that I was impressed that the nurse called her instead of me (because she usually calls me when there's an issue, and I relay), B said, "Mom, I knew you were really busy with school because it's Thursday and you had that paper due, and I didn't want to bother you.  Plus, I knew I was going to my dad's after school."

It was a simple statement, but what I took from it is that B knew I was stressed about my deadline and he didn't want to add to the stuff I was dealing with.

I know he doesn't enjoy being at my house. I understand why...but it wasn't always like this.  And I hope it doesn't stay like this.

Allergy shots are really beating him down, too.  Wednesdays are his shot days, and he spends Thursdays and Fridays absolutely miserable...and then he goes to play flag football on Saturday.  I really wish a cold snap would come so he would get a little bit of relief.

It has been so much fun watching him play flag football this season.  Even though we haven't talked about it, I think it means a lot to him that his brother shows up to watch him play.  It's only an hour, and N complains initially...but B has been dragged to practically hundreds of N's baseball games with minimal complaints.

This Saturday, N has a tournament (game times tbd) and B has a flag football game at 1:00.  My dad and our friend, Stella, are coming up for a weekend full of sports.  B will have to come with us on Sunday to the games (again, times tbd), and I'm not sure he's going to be excited about it, but he will do it without complaint...especially if there are snow cones.  I don't think he's ever met a snow cone he didn't like. 

I really appreciate his stepmom and our ability to work together to create the best schedule we can for him.  I know sitting at a baseball game can be boring to a kid who wants to run around and play.  I know it sucks infinitely more for someone whose allergies are the worst I've ever seen.  And his stepmom has been great about having B stay with them when N has games during the week or early morning games.  We handle business.

And he deserves the best.  He has such a sweet heart and a fun sense of humor and a caring personality.  He's just the B's knees!

I love both of my boys...for some of the same reasons, but for a lot of different reasons, too.  They are similar in some ways, but their differences are what I love the most about each of them.

Aubs