4 a.m. rantings..

I'm tired; exhausted and yet here I am. Maybe trying to make myself tired. Jaco woke up slightly fussy at 3 and I've not been able to go back to sleep since. He wasn't crying, I didn't have to even pick him up, just rub his little head, re cover him back up and he went into his usual reverse fetal position. He's been sleeping ever since. I have not.

So my oldest son will be tested for the gifted program at school very soon. We have already done our part, now he tests for it and we'll see. You'd be amazed at the questions I had to answer about him. Those were some very 'dig deep' type questions. Sure you know your child but my goodness-you don't usually (I think) analyze him up one side and down the other. As anal as I am, at least I don't. I have now though. Analyzed him thouroughly...thanks to that questionare the parents were required to complete.

One thing I've recently realized is that he and my husband think the same. They have that same 'math' mind that I was not blessed with. At all. I am a free thinker. I love writing. I love to be creative. If you put a somewhat difficult puzzle in front of me, I spazz out and get overwhelmed quickly and everything feels desparately out of control. Not these two. He got a gift for Christmas that is amazing. It's the simplest type of puzzle yet it can be very complicated. It makes you think ahead, proactively and know what your moves are going to be so you can make your move now. Probably doesn't make sense but basically, it's critical thinking. There are different levels, beginner, intermediate, difficult and expert (I think those are the levels anyway). Noah did one or two easy ones and jumped immediately to expert as if it was a breeze. I tried the easiest level and couldn't do it. Now stupid I am not. Felt very stupid after trying that. My husband comes along and suddenly, they are off in their own world, not even going by the set up cards they give you but making up their own crazy ridiculous hard puzzles and solving them, challenging each other. I just look at them; whatever. Finally, tonight, after dinner, I quietly without telling them, set up my own easy puzzle and tried to really figure it out on my own without any comments from the peanut gallery. It took my a little longer (well a lot longer) than it would have them but I solved it and completed it. Kay. That was the EASY level. Uh huh. --- So then later, we're all watching American Idol and he comes up with this crazy hard one (at least visually it looked undoable to me) and says figure this out, it's easy (he used no card, just made it up), it has to do with THIS piece right here, Mom. So I move about six or seven pieces and lo and behold I figured it out. My six year old son says to me, "Good job Mom, that's not the way I would have done it but that was another way" I just look at him blankly. Is this role reversal or what? So he proceeds to show me HIS way, (in his mind, the RIGHT way). Oy.

Go on with your bad self I say to both of them. I get scared when I think of the math or science that child might bring home. We'll cross that bridge when we get to it....

I'm off to try this sleepin' thing again. :)

Jenn
PS Val-Good job and keep it up! aqua aqua aqua, kay? Love you!