After PirateBash2012, the excitement never abated and it now appears that we will be devoting the entire week to Malcolm, whose actual birthdate is May 16th. Yesterday, we went in to kindergarten screening. As I waited in the lobby watching Simon demonstrate ninja moves for the janitor, Malcolm was apparently “playing legos and writing just my name with a green marker.”
Then today, he had a cupcake luncheon with his Pre-K class, and tomorrow, he has cajoled me into taking him and his brother to see some inane movie matinee in honor of the precise date of his birth.
But Sunday’s Malcolm focused event was the best for me. He joined me on the last leg of my Sunday evening run to my parents’ house for supper. The route traverses a bit of woods along Lake Gardner in Amesbury, MA, and has been a favorite trail of mine since my youth. As we set out at a very irregular pace, Malcolm adopted a signature move. Much as elite marathoners grab a cup of water, gulp it down, and then toss it aside, Malcolm, mid-stride, grabbed dandelion tufts, blew the seeds off, and then cast the stem dramatically away. Kid’s got flair.
As we left the meadow, the pace slackened considerably, and eventually we stopped entirely. It was time, Malcolm said, for the first of a series of short films. This was followed by parts two and three. All are very informative.
Malcolm seems unaware that he didn’t really do much running, and reports that he thinks he “will grow up to be a countryside runner.” A mom can hope.