To get a full picture of who I am, I must spend some time introducing you to the members of my family. SH and Princess Sprout have all been properly introduced in no given order of importance. For sure, Prince Charming Wildman sprout needs such a long name to encompass all that he is.
The other day he said to SH, “Daddy, you might know this…even though you’re not a mommy…” All innocent and sincere, he looked a little confused when mom fell on the ground laughing. Of course there was the time when he was just 5 that he announced, “There is only one God. (Ok, so far so good) Mommy!!! Mommy the God!!” (Yes!! The brainwashing is working!) For such comments as these and all the love notes from first grade girls that fill his backpack that leave him absolutely clueless (he knows nothing of anything that is not round and kickable), he gets the “Prince Charming” name.
But, this boy is an absolute athleto-stud. He peaked a mountain with us at 4, hiking a 10 mile day. He’s biked his little one-speed bike (with training wheels when 3) since he was three years old, 4 times a week with me on my 5 and 6 mile runs. He is crazy good at soccer. I know we aren’t suppossed to cheer too loud or notice the scores, but this little guy scored at least 3 goals a game. Every picture of him (and we took about 150 per game) has him in extreme focus, tongue sticking out with “Kill” in his eyes…and all the other sweet little boys are smiling and laughing in the background. This skill is partly due to his intense focus. Every day after school, since January, he is found playing soccer in the backyard. Slamming the ball into the fence over and over again for hours. I applaud his focus and determination. I personally get distracted much easier. Everything always matters to our Wildman.
He makes bleacher duty fun.
He is an easy laugher, quick hugger, fast helper, and quick learner.
Welcome Prince Charming Wildman Sprout to the blog world.