a gentle spirit

the kids are sick again.

eric and i have scratchy throats. i've been coughing.

we are not rid of the bug. mycoplasma.

when we were leaving our home for the doc, i told christian we were going to the doctor's.

"we are going to dr. lim's office. are you going to tell him you have a cough?"

"we go see the firetruck? we go play the firetruck."

i can't help but smile at his self assured state of mind that the truck will indeed be there.
true to form, once he reached the clinic, he looked at the truck and then at my mom, as if to ask for permission to go play with the truck...

as we were leaving the clinic, i told him to say goodbye to the firetruck, he stood up, then stooped down to roll it back and forth and then stood up, and stooped down again and patted it before he said goodbye to it.

i had a parent-teacher-conference in may, the first one in my life, and the teachers both adored him. his progress report said he was a "gentle and soft-spoken" child. eric and i sorta rolled our eyes... in private, he can be really rambunctious. but for the most part of his social life, he is indeed a gentle spirit.