He also loves swimming and riding and soccer. And reading. He reads and reads and reads. I can’t keep up with him. Yesterday he came out of his room and he says “Mum did you know that we have white cells in our bodies that fight the bad stuff in our body”. I enjoy hearing the wealth of knowledge he is obtaining willingly. He started a blog when he was 5. But had a break for a couple of years and has just picked up on it again so the link for that is here http://superelijah5.wordpress.com
He is sensitive. He likes things his own way. He tends to worry and tries very hard to “get it right” all the time.
He loves life and is loud (almost always too loud) and has the craziest laugh. He thinks out of the box and thinks things through.
He loves to devise plans and create secret maps and pretend he is a spy or an agent or a knight.
He is a great big brother but sometimes gets so frustrated with his younger brothers that he doesn’t know what to do about it, but he is protective of them. One day we were at a playground and a kid was hitting Josiah so Elijah stepped in between them and let the kid hit him instead.
This is our Elijah. We love him.