Tyler Believes!

The great thing about the Olympics is that it inspires!

Tyler is my cautious one.  He hates to fail.  Many a time this holds him back from trying.

Not today!  Here he is imitating Frédéric Bilodeau.  

"Mommy, if I get hurt, you'll take me to the hospital, right?" asked Tyler as he readied himself.

Special thanks to my sweet talented hubby for putting this video together for me!

Grade 8 vs Staff

Today was the Rhema staff vs 8th graders hockey game.  It was perfect!  Perfect weather, great school spirit, a great memory.

My Tyler was in his glory.  He loved playing against his teachers.  He loved that the goalie was his buddy, Mrs. Premate (who was awesome)!  I loved watching his happiness.  It wasn't about goals scored (though that was wonderful too) but rather it was about being in a place that is like home... school ... where he is loved, pushed, challenged and happy.

I can't believe that he too, will be leaving this all so soon.  I know he is ready for the challenges ahead and he has been given the tools by teachers who love as they teach.


It was a good day.  What a fabulous memory for them!  The grade 8s did win... the icing on the cake.
How I love my boys.  How I love this school.  How much I love the people that make up this place.
Thank you, God for Rhema.

Change...

My Tyler... I have written about his obsessive personality before.  He loves routine and the familiar.  Change for him is often a four letter word.  

Since he was a toddler and old enough to express his thoughts, he has been one that prefers jeans, a cotton tee-shirt and a cotton sweatshirt.  In the summer its shorts and a tee-shirt.

When it is a day that requires a bit more dressing... such as khakis and a collar shirt... then cause great stress.  For the longest time, he had to button his shirt right up to the top. 

Now as he has grown older, he has found ways to cope.  He will dress as asked when required, yet he takes his comfort clothes with him. As soon as we are in the car, he changes.  This isn't an exaggeration.

Over the month, he simply wanted clothes.  Not clothes from my usually hits, such as Old Navy, but rather from his faves such as Hollister and Abercrombie.  (Where does he get his expensive taste from?)

While shopping, I bought him a pair of sweat pants.  The boy never wears them.  On a rare occasion, he may need a pair, he will hit my closet or Sanj's looking for something that will accommodate.

So I decided to buy him a pair... knowing that Jordan or Sammy would love to snatch them up if he didn't like it.

He also kept asking for a button down shirt with checkers... Sammy wears these all the time and apparently this is the in thing.  I kept telling Tyler, I don't think you will wear it.

Anyways, here he is,,, my sweet boy, breaking out of his comfort zone to stretch himself.

It's day two... he has sported the shirt 2 days now... the sweatpants... he loves.

I love this kid of mine.