In June, we visited the Aquarium of the Pacific in Long Beach, CA. We had a great time with Grandma Pitt, sister Sheryl, several of Sheryl’s adult kids and grandchildren, and our friend Dante.
Will loved the day we spent there. He repeatedly visited the petting pools where he could pet sharks, manta-rays, starfish, sea anemones, jelly fish and other fish and sea creatures. We fed birds and visited every single exhibit, making sure not to miss anything. Will was even chosen to be the helper for the seal and sea lion show (he is always quick and enthusiastic to volunteer for such things).
Near the end of our day, we watched a cool presentation about the melting glaciers and ice caps around the world and the predicted affect that could have on the planet and the land we live on. Will didn’t seem to be paying attention and gave his usual, “it was great,” when I asked him what he thought about the movie. Later that day he approached me and a few days later he talked to Lori concerning the presentation. He had a genuine concern for all of our friends and family who lived on the coasts of California and felt we should invite them to move to Utah.
Our hearts were touched by the concern he had been carrying with him since visiting the aquarium.
Lesson to us: William is paying far better attention that we think he is and he holds on to things he hears, and ponders them. I must admit that this makes me more than happy.
Friday, September 30, 2011
Friday, May 06, 2011
The Mohawk
Yesterday, as we drove home from our Cinco de Mayo dinner, I spotted a tough looking motorcyclist sporting a mohawk. I pointed out the burly cyclist to Will because he seems to have a fascination with that particular hair style.
“Awesome!” he cried.
Lori started to inform Will that he will never have one and I quickly hushed the comment. I’m thinking if we put a verbal ban on his adolescent desire for what he sees as a fun Mohawk, the seed of rebellion is then planted in his mind. I can clearly imagine Will crawling into his bedroom window instead of walking through the front door because of his newly unispiked hairstyle. I think Lori saw what I was thinking, so she resumed with a different approach.
Lori: I don't like mohawks.
Will: You don't like them?
Lori: I don't like how they look on people. Do you like how they look or do you want one?
Will: I want one.
Lori: No. Not on my watch.
Will: So you are saying it's not ever gonna happen?
Lori: Yes. That's what I'm saying.
Will: We'll see about that.
Seed of rebellion firmly planted and sprouting.
“Awesome!” he cried.
Lori started to inform Will that he will never have one and I quickly hushed the comment. I’m thinking if we put a verbal ban on his adolescent desire for what he sees as a fun Mohawk, the seed of rebellion is then planted in his mind. I can clearly imagine Will crawling into his bedroom window instead of walking through the front door because of his newly unispiked hairstyle. I think Lori saw what I was thinking, so she resumed with a different approach.
Lori: I don't like mohawks.
Will: You don't like them?
Lori: I don't like how they look on people. Do you like how they look or do you want one?
Will: I want one.
Lori: No. Not on my watch.
Will: So you are saying it's not ever gonna happen?
Lori: Yes. That's what I'm saying.
Will: We'll see about that.
Seed of rebellion firmly planted and sprouting.
Sunday, May 01, 2011
Tulip Festival at Thanksgiving Point
Saturday we met our friends Sarah and Terry Price and four of their kids, T, Sam, Rachel and Rebekah at Thanksgiving Point for the Tulip Festival. We hadn't seen them in such a long time, we had a great time catching up and enjoying the beautiful scenery!
the lovely Sarah Sue
purple tulips.. always a highlight!
Will spent a good portion of the day running from
Rachel and Rebekah... he loved it!
Sam, Will and Rachel
Thanks to T, who had quarters, they were
able to buy fish food and feed the Koi
Will has a fascination with water...
one day he will put his face in it :)
Will, Rebekah and Sam
Will's favorite spot at TP is the Secret Garden
where he can play in the fountain.
... a good day!
Wednesday, March 23, 2011
Education & Priorities
Will was talking about which university he will attend. He is 7. He is thinking about his advanced education. I'm pretty sure I didn't know anything about advanced education when I was 7.
The discussion turned to the possibility of BYU (he could go to any respected institution as far as we are concerned). He liked this idea because he could live at home. Our hearts are warmed by his desire to be near us, but we figure in a few years he may not want to be so near his parents. Lori asked if he would want to actually live in the dorms with his friends, but he figured it would be nicer to live with us.
After a few moments of silence Will inquired, “Mom, is the BYU Creamery closer to our house or the dorms?”
“Well, it's closer to the dorms,” she responded.
“Hmmm, then that’s tricky.”
At least he knows what his priorities are.
The discussion turned to the possibility of BYU (he could go to any respected institution as far as we are concerned). He liked this idea because he could live at home. Our hearts are warmed by his desire to be near us, but we figure in a few years he may not want to be so near his parents. Lori asked if he would want to actually live in the dorms with his friends, but he figured it would be nicer to live with us.
After a few moments of silence Will inquired, “Mom, is the BYU Creamery closer to our house or the dorms?”
“Well, it's closer to the dorms,” she responded.
“Hmmm, then that’s tricky.”
At least he knows what his priorities are.
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