Jonathan David Caulley

Jon David is growing up. He is coming into his own more and more every day. He got to be the "student teacher" last week in his class. He loves to do this. I'm assuming it means that he gets to be the teacher helper for the day. Whenever you do this, you get to also bring home the paper that Mrs. Moss fills out for circle time. Anyway, he brought home this large poster size piece of paper with their writing assignment on it. It looked like they must have brainstormed as a class as to what they would write. Here is what it looked like:



When Don came home that afternoon, he took one look at it and said "I know who that robot is." Pause. "It's Mommy!" Ha! Hmmmm. Not sure about that last one, though!

Well, I like to talk to Jon David about his friends. It is heart wrenching to occasionally pick up on something that probably hurt his feelings during the day. Truthfully, I probably worry about it way more than he does. Sometimes Don reminds me that I need to be careful not to inflict my own feelings on him. Also, there are a lot of instances where Jon David feels like he has a lot of friends, he is happy, he likes school, and life is good. ;) But on the days when he has a bad one, it's hard not to let my heart break for him. Anyway, when we were talking recently, I was asking him who he played with, who his friend was--like I often do. He said, You know Mom, I'm a free friend. I just play with anyone who needs one.
Yea, that warmed my heart.

March 2nd is Dr. Seuss' birthday, evidently. Well, Jon David loves Dr. Seuss. He wants to be a writer like him someday. He came home feeling inspired, and wrote the following: (by the way, he asked us first if it was OK to write about underwear. We said OK, but probably not at school.)
(See typed version below)
Here is the typed version:
"Floting undrwear"
Win I wok up and I was rada (ready) for my undrware
It floted away.
(please notice his use of quotation marks! Ha)
"I can not catch my undrwar."
It floted over a bear.
"I cannot catch my underwar."
it floted rite past my hare!
"I cannot catch my undrwer"
it floted past my cawculakr (calculator)!
it floted up enelevader! (an elevator)
I cot it! But it floted me arawnda tree (around a tree).
then I had to pay a fee!
and finele It dropt
it was more like a plop.
So I cod pot on my undrware (so I could put on my underwear)!!!!!
!!!!!!!!!!. the end

So, what do you think? Are we looking at the work of the future Dr. Seuss? ;) Let me know if you want an autograph.

A couple of days ago, I was gettin a little worried again. Oh, I don't know, just worried about how he is doing in school... Doubting if it's OK for him to be in public school all day everyday. Wondering if we are raising him right, etc... I prayed that God would give me peace and wisdom. So that night, I'm tucking them into bed. We were talking about kindness. I read the questions at the end of the bible story. One was "when have you been kind to someone else?" Jon David said, "Well, sometimes, when we are in the lunch line, and Moshe (a classmate) is at the back, and I'm at the front, I'll go back there and ask him if he wants to swap places with me."
Well, thank you, Lord, thank you for protecting my precious son at school, for helping him to be a good boy. I need to remember this.

Today, Don took them to the park. During this time, I took a nap! Yay. When they returned, I was waking up slowly, still in bed. Jon David came back there to give me a hug. He asked if I had a good time here with Caleb or something like that. I said yes, but that I was still really tired for some reason. He said "Well let me leave you alone so you can rest." He walked back out the door, closing it quietly. I am getting choked up just remembering...

What a blessing. I love this sweet boy.


I think we may finally be ready to lose a tooth soon. He has been doing some teeth wiggling more and more... We'll see!


And as you can see, he has gotten so sweet about letting me take his picture. ;)