Charlie made me play a very specific game he invented. Here are the rules: I hold the tennis racquet and stand across from him while he hold the lacrosse stick and kicks me the teeny tiny basketball which I have to tap back to him using the racquet. I cannot try to deviate and use the tennis ball, nor may i pick up the ball, nor may he use the stick to touch the ball. Do only as he has directed or else there will be screaming.
Charlie also loves horses which he calls “Na”–I suppose because of the sound they make.
Last Wednesday Charlie got to go to soccer practice. Even though he is a bit young, the coach of the 2 1/2 to 3 year olds let him join the team and get a little tee shirt with a ball on it that is now his favorite and he asks grabs out of the closet) to wear it all the time.
Sometimes for a special treat Charlie gets to watch tennis matches on Youtube.
Charlie loves sports with the most intense passion, especially tennis and basketball. From the minute he wakes up to the minute he goes to bed he wants to talk about “the ball” which means balls, hoops, fields, racquets, lacrosse sticks, and the playing of games. He just got his own tennis racquet a few weeks ago and takes it in the stroller with him, carries it around the house, likes to have it near him when he eats and bathes (just in case), and tonight wanted to take it to bed. He also carries around the basketball and stands at the front door saying “dadung dadung” to indicate that he wants to go outside to the basketball hoop down the street and dunk (which he can’t do, obviously, but likes to hold the ball and just look at the basket). Sometimes carries his lacrosse stick, which he tries to cradle. If we pass a field or tennis court while driving he shrieks with excitement “the ball!!! the ball!!!” so I see it too.
Yesterday Charlie went to the Ringling Bros. Barnum Bailey circus and had what was probably the most fun he has ever had. He was enthralled for the entire 2 hour show, clapping, and asking for more (by saying “more”). The horses, motorcycles, and border collies seemed to be his favorite parts. He also loved just hanging out in the box with his cousins Hannah and Milly (who he kept hugging and trying to kiss). And he had cotton candy but wouldn’t eat it at first, I guess because it was so convincing as cotton.
