The 8-year-old is a thoroughly charming young fellow. He can be reasoned with and (mostly) understands both the greater good and how to handle the disappointment the people in charge life dishes out which usually come from having 2 younger siblings that are more vocal and less understanding about having their needs met. He often has to be more mature and an adult ally when the younger ones are throwing a tantrum, stealing his books or even breaking his toys.
When his play dates can not even be arranged because a screaming toddler is about to run across a busy street and I need to take chase rather than chat with his mates mother about times and dates, he takes it like a man and handles the blow with wonderful aplomb.
When the impromptu school yard soccer game has to be suspended because one of his brothers has made off with the ball, he can have a laugh about the ridiculousness of the situation.
He has always been a very reasonable and responsible child, however, when he was a 5-year-old the greatest disaster that could befall him was for his food to disassemble itself just prior to making it into his mouth, despite his often extreme and valiant efforts to avoid this phenomena.
One Saturday morning we served up some pancakes, with strawberries and maple syrup rolled up in the middle. Unfortunately my husband’s oldest was completely unravelled when his strawberries failed to defy gravity as he raised the open ended pancake up to take his first bite.
The whole world shuddered to an unnatural stop, punctuated with the plaintive cries of a helpless child at the hands of mother nature’s fathomless vandalism.
The same heartbreak is experienced when his hamburger doesn’t stay structurally secure as he eats it. I would actually suggest that it is best to take cover if we find ourselves in the unfortunate position that his tomato manages to wriggle out of the bun, heaven forbid it takes a piece of lettuce with it. He has almost thrown the whole plate across the room so confounded with the frustration of the circumstance of having his dinner fall apart in front of him.
This delicious mixture of little man and little boy blended in equal half measures make an intoxicating cocktail, which can be a little volatile but is impossible to resist.