"A Week In the Life of a 6 Year Old Boy"

07/25/2001

Last Thursday the Clanlad lost his first baby tooth at school! Well, he didn't actually lose it, it just finally fell out. He bit into something at lunch and it came out so the teacher put it in a litle plastic baggie for him to take home. You would think that would be like the highlight of the day, the first thing he would babble about on the way home from daycare. You would be wrong. He didn't tell anyone until his mother noticed the gap that was previously occupied by the tooth. So he reaches in his pocket and pulls out the baggie with a casual, "Oh yeah. It came out at lunch today."

On Saturday I took the boy to see Jurassic Park III. We didn't just go to any old movie theater though. No, we went to the brand new (less than a month old) AMC Hoffman theater. I love that theater. Not only is it about 3 miles from my house but it has 22 theaters, ALL with stadium seating! It's great for seeing the big action flicks. I want to see Planet of the Apes there, but I'm going to try to catch it while I'm in NY this weekend. (more on that later)

Monday night the Clanlad successfully completed his Level 1 swim class. Yay! He didn't get a certificate or anything. Although he did get a checklist showing that he could do things like float on his back unassisted, hold his face in the water for 3 seconds and kick off the wall. I'm gonna miss that class... cause you know his swim coach was an uber hottie! *sigh* Yeah, I'm gonna miss that class...

Tuesdays are when his daycare class goes to the pool for most of the day. If you were in the DC area yesterday (Tuesday) you know that it was close to 100 degrees and very sunny. Mix that with a couple adults and 20 five and six year olds and guess what happened. Yup, the lad got sunburned. His pale little back and shoulders are bright red and tender. Do you remember that commercial for sunblock where the little boy tells his mother that he "got sunburned and feels like a french fry."? Well, that was him. Except of course, he was screaming unintelligibly at the top of his lungs. Also on Tuesday, he started his Level 2 class. I think this time I'm going to print up a certificate on the color printer at work. It will be nice for him to look back in a couple years and see his swim certificate on his bedroom wall. Who knows, he may turn out to be the next Johnny Weissmuller.