Okay this is a VERY belated post and perhaps it is indicative of how time is so precious at the “start” and the “end” yet risks being commoditized in the middle by albeit pesky, urgent, trivial distractions.
Sidd @ 11 in his new fangled glasses, © 2014, Abe Pachikara (Click for larger images)
Sidd, my precious 2nd son, turned 11. A couple of things to share are as follows:
He still has a deep enjoyment in sports – he continues to dislike watching from the sidelines or frankly in a living room. At some point he will say, “I am going out” to do what is shown on the TV
His long term goals seem to be crystallizing – for the past year, he has shared the following repeatedly… “I am going to be 5 things when I grow up… an inventor, paleontologist, writer, illustrator and painter”
He’s still an insufferable fan of his own verbal diarrhea – Sidd will prattle on telling one stale joke after another, or hypothesizing aimlessly and fully enjoy it. So far it is pleasant at the least and occasionally very interesting
He LOVES hanging out with people – Sidd summed this up repeatedly over the summer vacation trip to visit my parents and sisters, “Dad, it’s about people, not places. Can we just stay home and not go anywhere?”
He is fiercely focused – I introduced him to making lists and now I can find little Post It notes lying around all over the place, with items crossed off. “Dad, they say 5th grade is really hard, it’s an odd grade you know, so I have to really try herd.”
The carnivore in his has to be kept in check – we noticed that his weight surpassed Paul’s, then realized, ah it’s all the meat and cheese dude!
He is still his brother’s confidante and ally – I am wondering if and when they will go to a phase where they become more distant. For now, that is not the case.
Ah I am deeply blessed.
1 comment:
Great update. Thanks Uncle Abe.
Post a Comment