Do You Want To Be My Friend?

You learn a lot from a kid who knows no boundaries.  Imposing on others is norm and opens up a world of opportunities that might not ever have surfaced.  We went camping this weekend to Ormiston Gorge in the Northern Territory of Australia.  With camping come close neighbors and with close neighbors come direct access to friends, at least in the eyes of a 7 year old.  It was a bit painful as parents as it might be construed as imposing.  I don't think people impose on others like they did in the past, which has built a world of segregated families. 

We did the customary greetings as camp site neighbors.  But for a kid it goes like this; "Do you want to be my friend?".  That's all that was needed for Timmy to gain entry into the campsite next to us.

Timmy was drawn like a magnet to their campsite.  He had a new found friend, Jordan.  I would hear him every once in a while say; "what was my friends name?" and then explain; "it take a couple of days for me to remember a friends name"

Not wanting him to be a nuisance we were constantly calling him back over to our site, which ended up a being a battle between Timmy and Craig, me and Craig.  Then we sent in Zach, his 11 year old brother, to make sure he wasn't being annoying.  Then they brought out the marshmallows and a gas burner and we lost both Timmy and Zach to the camp neighbors. We came prepared to make smores on a open fire but Ormiston did not allow wood fires.  After awhile I wandered over and started talking to Jordans parents, which eventually brought Craig over, not wanting to be camping by himself.  We found out a lot about our camp neighbors like; they live in Alice Springs, that there are hidden treasures all over the world and there were 30 treasures in Alice Springs and you can find these treasures via gps and geocaching http://www.geocaching.com/.  We had a good time talking and eating smores.

The rest of the weekend we spent hiking, rock hole swimming and camp clean up.

On the two hour ride home Timmy had his feet on the back of Craigs seat.  Craig said; 
Your feet stink"
Timmy replied; "Well.... you just have to get use to it."

That night while putting Timmy to bed I asked him what was the best thing of the weekend?
He replied; "My friend!"


Zach and Timmy at the waterhole

Grasshopper friends

The rains brought heaps of grasshoppers to the desert.

I got off work early one day and decided to pick up the boys from school.  After entering Timmys room I has pulled aside - I was getting that dreaded look. The look where I wish I was very very small and not there.  The teacher informed me that Timmy was being cruel to the grasshoppers and his classmates were getting upset. Okay no one should be cruel to Gods creatures. 

So when I asked him why he was being cruel to the grasshoppers he told me if you take the legs off the grasshoppers they will not hop away - they can be your friend.

I wasn't sure how to react to that one - so I just gave him a hug.

Keeping with the grasshopper theme - on their last day of term 1 all the kids got to experience the taste of a cooked grasshopper.  My husband is calling foul  - how can you not ask parents for permission with all those food allergies.  I just thought it was cool.

Timmy ate 5 grasshoppers, but took off the legs because they were spiky.
Zach ate 1 and all his friends followed.

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I created a Facebook Monster

A natural progression from having a email address (since age of 5) would be a Facebook account? 
Wrong.
I kind of knew that,  but hey I thought maybe it will help Timmy, my soon to be on ADHD medication nearly 8 year old son, with his reading and writing.  Okay the constant nagging and trying to get an account on his own and almost succeeding didn't help.  So I laid down the law.  I HAD TO BE THERE WHEN HE WAS USING FACEBOOK.

Wednesday - Timmy became an official underage Facebook fan.  Timmy acquired 2 friends (1 family member and 1 friend of the family). Timmy became a FARMVILLE farmer.

Thursday - Timmy acquired 1 more family friend.  Timmys FARMVILLE crops withered and died, 0 coins left.  But he recovered by selling the pigeon feeder. 

Friday during work -  It was a holiday so Timmy was home with his dad.  He calls me during the middle of the day and ask if I could get on Facebook so he could have a friend online. But I inform him we can't do that at work. About an hour before quiting time I get another couple of phone calls.  He was still probing for me to get on Facebook.

Timmy;  "Are you finished working" 
Mom; "Yeah, but I have another hour at work"
Timmy; "Okay ask your boss very, very, very nicely if you can go on Facebook"
Mom; "We don't have Facebook on our computers"
Timmy;  "Then ask your boss if you can download it - then delete it"
Mom: well I couldn't talk as was laughing too hard.  I put him on hold while I pulled myself together.  He was serious.

Friday after work - Timmy acquired 1 more family friend, 6 friend requests- didn't know any of them, and he was an official member of 3 fan clubs. Typed 1 comment on his older brothers page "I hat you. You are as hoo."

Timmy banned from Facebook by his mom.

Not the words I was expecting from him. More books - less Simpsons.
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Possible ADHD victim

Well we finally endorsed THE letter.

THE letter that spells out the past three years of Timmy's life.

THE letter that has the words impulsivity, hyperactivity, and risk-taker.

THE letter that allows us to go down the path of Timmy being an ADHD victim.

THE letter that in a way gives some sort of explanation of Timmy.

I remember when he was little playing on the play ground and I felt I had to watch him all the time thinking that he might not be understood, or that he might be too overbearing or too rough.  Well that has been going on since he was 4.

The next steps are seeing a child pediatrician.  That could take awhile in Australia. We will know soon enough.  Stay tuned.

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Timmy the Magician

Timmy the magician shows how he can be in two places at one time.  It happens really, really quickly.

Craig pulls into the driveway and spots Timmy on the roof.  Craig comes into the house, Timmy is in the shower.

Then comes the look - the one where he tries to looked innocent, after all he was in the shower at the time.

Oh yeah he tried to lie his way out of it.  Then painfully told the truth.  Then had no TV, no computer, and no play station for the day.


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Timmys Bible Story

Timmy finally got presented his Bible from Living Waters Lutheran school, as did all the other year 3 kids.  He has been anticipating this event since the beginning of year 2.  When confronted with the question back in the last term of year 2 on whether or not he should stay behind in year 2 he replied:  "Probably".  Then he thought about it, changed his mind and said;  "Well, I can go up to year 3, get my Bible, and go back down to year 2"

Eyeing Up the Bibles

        
          






See me

Its Official

   

I got my Bible

Oh Yeah!

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Timmy Story x 2

My husband and I exchanged "Timmy Stories" after work the other day and I went first.

I was entering Timmys room that morning to wake him up for school and I smelled vomit.  His pillow was wet, but there were no chunks.  I looked around for the chunks - no chunks anywhere, just the smell.  The waking Timmy was rolling around and I hear this crinkling sound like that of a baby's toy.  It was coming from his pillow.  After inspection of the pillow I find a one kilo bag of once frozen peas/carrots under his pillow case.  Timmys reply was "My pillow was hot"

Craig was driving home from picking Timmy up from Lil Antz afterschool care and got a thumbs up from a passing car.  Only the driver was delivering the thumbs up to the back seat passenger.  Looking in his rear-view mirror Craig spies Timmy with half his finger lost inside his nose.  So he yells to the back seat "Pick me a winner".  Holding up his finger Timmy exclaims: "It's a loser".

I wonder what happens at school?

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