Seth's castle.
He insisted I take a picture.
I'm not sure when Seth will make the transition from the boy who still wants to snuggle with me and talk with me to the boy who just wants to be left alone, but I'm grateful it hasn't happened yet. Possibly may never happen, actually. Seth LOVES people. I subbed in his Spanish class today and watched him as he teased and joked with his classmates. He's up for whatever will get him a laugh.
He also still has a tender heart. He's still hesitant to watch movies with any sort of tension or terror in them. Violence is just fine, though (he is a boy!). A few weeks ago his pet Betta fish died unexpectedly. He fed it one day, went to feed it a day or two later and it was dead. Several years ago he had another fish that also died and it was very traumatic. I assumed he wouldn't be quite as devastated since he was older.
I was wrong. He was a very, very heartbroken little boy as he sobbed into my shoulder on the couch. His tears got Catherine upset as well: soon I had two sobbing kids.
A few days later we had a funeral for Sonic Blue. The Knoxes were over for piano lessons so Gabe was there to help Seth and Catherine bury the fish. There were more tears when it was over. Kudos to Gabe for being a great friend to Seth and to Melissa for patiently understanding when I had to delay lessons a bit and comfort a sad Seth.
He's back to reading Harry Potter again, which I fully support.
He's in size 10-12 clothing. Size 12 pants. Crazy.
He's been a champ at homeschooling. He gets done what he needs to without much reminding. But he's also very clearly my child: he doesn't like being challenged. If it's difficult, he gets upset. He's so used to understanding everything quickly that he gets frustrated with complicated assignments. Which is why we keep pushing him. Better he gets used to failure now than to be the loser who refuses to learn to play new games because she doesn't want to feel stupid (I was so dumb!).
Seth still wakes up every morning at 7 am. In the hopes that his siblings would sleep a bit longer if he wasn't waking them up, we moved him into the red room. It was just going to be a trial, but a few days later I found him transferring his clothing into the new room. Guess it's his now! I was hoping to have my kids share rooms longer, but Aaron and Catherine (usually) sleep in a little longer now so I suppose it's worth it. And Seth LOVES having his own space!
His best buddies are still Gabe & Jack but he's happy to play with anyone. Lately they've been riding bikes through neighborhoods and randomly showing up to play with each other. I LOVE it. It's the normal way to grow up! Arranging playdates for 9-year-olds is ridiculous.
I'm so glad I have a Seth. He frequently asks me what my favorite thing about him is. I tell him it's his goodness: he just wants to be good and make us happy. Love you, Seth Blood.



















































