For his birthday, Jared wanted to invite all of his friends, and all of their siblings to a park birthday party. He is lucky to have a birthday during a time of year with reliably hot, sunny weather. We had his birthday party on Monday, August 22, at O.O. Denny Park. Have I mentioned that what was last year called "double-O Denny" is this year called "Ooooooooo Denny!"?
Monks and Monasteries by Jared
"Dear Person Reading This,
I have to go to the bathroom. Father Pigsty will hurt me if I whisper to you.
That is a note a monk would write in his book. Books took a long time to make in medieval times.
"What out! Brother Weed, there's a monster attacking! There's going to be a big disaster. Father John won't let us talk about it. How are your pupils doing?"
Another monk wrote back:
"The pupils are doing the worst I've ever seen them do. I hope Father John doesn't see us passing this note. That would be worse than a monster attacking!"
I'm in love with his creativity. He comes up with things I would never have thought of. He loves to have a head full of information, so he reads a lot of nonfiction. Todd started a quiz about state capitols at dinner tonight, and Jared, not surprisingly, knew many more than we have ever taught him.
The real produce eater in our family is Jared. He loves fresh vegetables. I'm not sure he has ever met a vegetable that he didn't like, or at least tolerate. I can't believe that Jared is seven years old. I love watching him become more capable and independent. He has been my running buddy this summer, riding his bike along with me on any run shorter than six miles, and sometimes on short legs of longer runs. On his new bike he is waiting for me at the top of every hill. Because he is getting older, he has finally graduated from his 7:00 bedtime to 7:30. We use the half hour after the other kids go to sleep to play games or read Harry Potter books together. Jared recently had his first paying job, watering our neighbors' garden while they were on vacation. He earned $1 per day, and he is saving his money so that he can have is own bank account.
This seven year old kid is my best helper. He is always looking for ways to engage and help Sammy. Happy birthday, Jare-bip, Jardy, Jared!