Hello, hello!  Whew, life has been busy lately.  Lately?  OK, it is all the time, of course.  But it seems like this past month has been especially busy.

Good grief, did I ever even share that Scout won the Geography Bee competition at his school this year?  Well he did, and just last week we were at the state competition.  All I can say is, Wow. In my opinion, any one of those kids had a shot at winning the thing.  Scout did not win, but he did very well.  It was an interesting process…there were over 100 kids there competing, and they first broke them up into smaller groups and had the kids in the groups go against each other.  A weeding out process, if you will.  Scout only missed one question out of eight, and this was against 20 other kids from grades 4th through 8th.  With this almost-perfect score, he qualified to go off into another mysterious room–parents were not allowed in this one!–to have this group battle against each other.  Sadly, Scout came out about 10 minutes later, already done for the day.  He didn’t even get to participate in the questioning, as there were so many kids who already had perfect scores and they could only get down to 10 for the final.  He was a bit disappointed, but overall he was proud of his accomplishment and it seemed he enjoyed the experience.  I know I did, wow.  Again.  Never did I think Geography would be so interesting.  Watching those kids rattle off those facts is nothing short of amazing to me.  Who knows what Scout will do with all of that valuable information in his head?  We shall see….

Scout has recently turned 11.  I know any birthday is a milestone, but for some reason 11 isn’t freaking me out as much as 12 probably will.  It is strange to think my baby is now a ‘Tween’, however.  I will say his recent behavior definitely has shades of ‘tween’ written all over it.  The talking back, the defiance…yikes.  It’s a whole new side of Scout we haven’t seen before, and it’s not exactly pretty.  I mean, what happened to the boy who followed rules so closely he would only call ice build-ups ‘Ice Darns’??  Honestly I find it downright scary at times.  Will the boy ever understand circumstance?  Will he ever really fear the outcome of his actions?  My ‘perfect’ rule-following child has now become the one who sometimes gets notes from the teacher or school bus driver.  It’s hard to know if it’s the horrifying teen hormone thing rearing it’s ugly head, or if it’s just Scout’s way of dealing/not dealing with things through this lovely thing we call Asperger’s.  Which brings me to my next topic…