The Sundance Kid is our 6 year old Kindergartener. He’s got a hilariously dry wit, and is generally the mastermind behind plots that he and Butch Cassidy hatch. He loves to play outdoors with his brother and neighborhood friends, but Sundance is a bit more of a homebody… Preferring to stay home when his brother goes fishing and hunting… And chose to play soccer this spring instead of baseball, as he has the past two years. He’s got a GREAT memory… Reminding me of things that happened when he was very young constantly… And is very detail-oriented. He’s more verbally gifted in contrast to BC’s mechanical nature, but is very analytical and surprises me with observations he makes… Like waxing philosophical about the Irish Rover’s “The Unicorn Song” (that’s a post for another day). He’s a Sunday Baby, and the poem describes him well:
“But the child who is born on the Sabbath Day
Is bonny and blithe and good and gay.”
I was terrified that he would be as wild as his older brother, but God smiled on me and sent Sundance as a self-entertaining, laid-back, happily-cooing baby. He’s always had the strangest calming effect on me, ever since he was born. In fact, to this day, if I’m feeling stressed out or upset, a good snuggle on the couch with Sundance relaxes me. He calls it his secret power.
Sundance has an amazingly quick wit and some of the observations he makes can be considered “Zings”…or painful truths said in a hilarious way… Sometimes things that shouldn’t really be said at all… Were working on that 🙂
Here are some of his quick stories involving his statements on life:
Did They Even Have Yogurt Back in the 90’s?”