Tuesday, March 18, 2008

Moves


The other day after the kids had spent some time in their rooms, I was picking up the library that often decorates Julia’s bed and the area around it and I noticed Brighton’s constant flow of words had drifted into the hall and landed on someone else. Evonne was “caught”- caught by Brighton’s list of questions and comments and she patiently indulged him as she came in from being at work all day. I moved into the hall to say hi and heard some of their exchange. Brighton was proudly showing her his shorts which were reversible nylon Nike shorts and as he said all day, “like Dad’s work out shorts”. He showed her the logo and the letters and she came up with the word I had been looking for all day- the “swoosh”. As we were about to head downstairs she asked him if he could show her some of his work out moves. He thought for a moment and said, “Ooohhh…………" taking on an "after Simon" posture, "I just don’t have the moves like my Dad.” All I can say about that is, you have no idea how funny that is.
Picture: April 2007- before he had "real" work out shorts
Note his expression and his shoes-- almost always on the wrong feet. At least now, one year later, he actually cares.

5 comments:

"Bluebonnet in the snow" said...

I don't have any moves either, so tell Brighton he's not alone!

Anonymous said...

He's got more moves than his daddy will ever have. love ya bsd-squeeze those kids for me

Renae said...

Hi Krista! I read your comment on TJ's blog, and had to pop over and "meet" you! Great blog! I love all the pictures - you should be a photographer! And it would blend well phonetically with pharmacist . . .

Blessings, dear sister!

--Renae

Madison Richards said...

I hope he grows up not caring if his shoes are on the wrong foot, as long as he's 'moving'!

Kathie said...

I'd love to see the "moves" that Brighton is referring to from Jeff. I think this is a possible photo-op to post on this blog! ha