Samuel is an interesting kid. Mostly, I think he really doesn't care what you think, but then at times he thinks way too much of what you think.
The kid is what I would call a typical boy growing into his manliness- because I know all about those kind of things! He doesn't care what he looks like- at least he keeps telling me that when I try to comb his hair. He doesn't care what clothes he has on, as long as they are jeans or shorts and the shirt is athletic looking. He's not worried about his nails or anything else metrosexual. I think we have finally got past the take a shower fight each night, though! He likes to go out in the cold and pretend that he is warm without the need of a jacket, like all us other wimps. He fought with his Dad over it at the soccer game the other day when it was 45 degrees. I did however get him to wear a long sleeve shirt under his jersey the other day when we went to his football game at 8 pm, but no gloves or anything. I bought him some under armor the next day and he actually wore it, because all the other boys had it at the game.
He loves football, even though he is the shortest, skinniest kid out there by far-
look at that picture, find the kid on the side by the coach whose arm you can only see. That's Sam. See how short he is compared to everyone else and his team is shorter and scrawnier than most of the teams we have played.
and he gets knocked over more than not.
If he can outrun everyone (which he does) and catch the kid with the ball and bring him down by holding onto his legs till he's been dragged a couple yards and the kid can't stand it anymore, he is in heaven!
Now take that football loving,
non-metrosexual, macho, don't comb my hair boy and add this in...
Yep, that's a flute the kid is playing.
He is in band this year. They tested them at the beginning of the year on all the instruments and gave them a rating from 1-5. Sam got a 4+ on the trumpet, trombone and percussions. He decided he would play the trumpet, but when it came time for him to choose, he said a bunch of other people had already chosen the trumpet, so he chose percussions. After he chose, about 12 other people said they wanted percussions. The band leader then proceeded to explain to them that they couldn't have that many percussions and trumpets and needed to have some more flutes (they are 7 flutes short still.) He begged someone to change and no one would. So finally Sam raised his hand and said he would play the flute. Oh man, my little peacemaker! Why can't you be a peacemaker with your mother and father and wear a jacket every once in a while?!
That's my Sam. Some days I am just not sure what to do with him! Luckily he's a pretty good kid on his own- except when he gets detention. But that's another story!
Ok, Ok, so he got detention from his honors english teacher who gives excessively too much homework- and it's not the kind of stuff you would expect honors english kids to be doing, it is total busy work without a purpose. He was staying up late, getting up at 5:30 in the morning trying to get it all done. He didn't have it all done twice and then went into the wrong group one day at school. He completed that work, but it was the wrong work according to her, so she gave him detention the next day. We have had a talk with her since then! But she doesn't understand how he can't be getting his work done. So she had a talk with him at school. She asked him stuff like did he have difficulty reading. Um, hello, lady- he's in Honors english!! Needless to say, we will probably be talking with her again!
1 comments:
I played flute! He will love it.
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