Unexplored Territory

Wednesday, May 16, 2007

Has anyone seen my son's walls?

The Door Man is such a sponge for knowledge. He immerses himself wholeheartedly in any given subject. He loves to decorate his room, too.

So you know I had to grab the camera and capture this stage of his life. This is a scrapbook memory if I have ever seen one.

This one is his colors wall ....

This one is his months wall ... and don't mind that frilly looking bed he sleeps on ... he doesn't even notice it.

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This is the miscellaneous wall ... the one right over his bed .... he has this one sheet of paper that has an arrow on it, and he moves that along for the season.

This is the "you are here" wall..... this lonely picture of the United States that he so painstakingly colored with all those different colors is over his dresser ... away from the reach of small fingers.

Would you say I am raising a future educator?

Labels: the Door Man

3 Comments:

Anonymous said...: hysterical..so E. He is just a little man trying to make in the girl world.
I could totally see him as a history teacher.
Totally.
But, he must wear the big black glasses for effect.
lol; 6:54 AM
Anonymous said...: Quite possibly. That is adorable.; 8:09 AM
Robin said...: So CUTE!; 11:11 AM

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I'm a mom of three peeps ... Queen Bee, The Door Man, and the Chandelier Monkey, and wife to Ace, the Helpful Hardware Man. I created this space to get away from the people known as my inlaws, and because life with three kids and a hubby is all Unexplored Territory.

The nine-year-old who seems to be growing older every minute, has an opinion and a comment for everything, and has a true servant's heart.

The seven-year-old who loves the organization of things, will someday be someone's therapist because of his kind soul, and will more than likely be living with us until he is 40 years old.

The five-year-old with the 13-year-old attitude, who has a dictator's personality, asks you to watch her all the time and say "hold on" to keep your attention, and will someday come home on the back of some dude's motorcycle with 10 tatts and a body piercing or two.

The man of the house, the fixer of things, the winner of prizes, and the only person in his family to escape the South.