Dear Caden,
We are in the car driving to your school, Jacob is babbling and you are belting out the days of the week.
"Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wed.....MOMMA! LOOK! A CANTALOUPE!"
"A what?!"
"Yeah Momma! A CANTALOUPE! LOOK! RIGHT THERE!"
I'm looking out the window but cannot begin to fathom what you are seeing.
"Sorry buddy, I don't know what you are talking about."
"You know Momma! It's what lions eat!"
"Ooooh! You mean an antelope?"
"YES! A CANTELOUPE!"
Now I'm hungry for fruit.
Love,
Mommy
Monday, September 29, 2014
Saturday, September 27, 2014
Slow Your Roll
Dear Caden,
We are getting ready for bed and you, as usual, decide to drag your feet. I keep trying to redirect you and remind you that you need to finish eating, put away your plate, wash up and brush your teeth, put your jammies on, ect. You finish one task and get distracted. I remind you of your next step and you look up at me and say, "Slow your roll Mommy."
When I asked you who told you this you informed me that Daddy told you this. Oh Daddy, you should know better.
Love,
Mommy
We are getting ready for bed and you, as usual, decide to drag your feet. I keep trying to redirect you and remind you that you need to finish eating, put away your plate, wash up and brush your teeth, put your jammies on, ect. You finish one task and get distracted. I remind you of your next step and you look up at me and say, "Slow your roll Mommy."
When I asked you who told you this you informed me that Daddy told you this. Oh Daddy, you should know better.
Love,
Mommy
Tuesday, September 16, 2014
Suck it up Buttercup!
Dear Caden,
Boys are rough. They take lots of tumbles and get lots of scraped knees, it's just going to happen. As you have grown older, anytime you would fall, we would tell you that, "You're ok!" and just get you back up on your feet without making a big fuss. So much so that, later if you fell you would just holler back, "I ok!" and carry on with whatever you were doing. We are trying to raise a tough boy.
Ever since you started at school we have noticed that when you fall you will start wailing as if somebody ate your last cookie. Terrible, awful crying with crocodile tears to fill the Nile. My tough boy is becoming a softie. To try and get you back to where you were, anytime you fall / bump / walk into/ touch / breathe/ or look at something that makes you start crying from "pain", I will help you up and say, "You're ok! Suck it up buttercup!" Several kisses later to ensure you aren't truly injured and a hug, you typically just skip away until the next trauma - approximately 3 minutes later depending on your state of tiredness. Then we have less than a minute.
This morning while getting ready for work I stubbed my toe on the bathroom counter. It bent my toenail back and I saw stars. Heck, I saw planets and asteroids and black holes. You, being ever so thoughtful, start patting my back and tell me, "Awww, you're ok! Suck it up buttercup!" You plant a wet kiss on my leg and hop off. Fighting through the pain I call out after you, "You forgot my hug ladybug!" to which you reply, "After awhile crocodile!" Maybe being a softie isn't so bad after all.
Love,
Mommy
Boys are rough. They take lots of tumbles and get lots of scraped knees, it's just going to happen. As you have grown older, anytime you would fall, we would tell you that, "You're ok!" and just get you back up on your feet without making a big fuss. So much so that, later if you fell you would just holler back, "I ok!" and carry on with whatever you were doing. We are trying to raise a tough boy.
Ever since you started at school we have noticed that when you fall you will start wailing as if somebody ate your last cookie. Terrible, awful crying with crocodile tears to fill the Nile. My tough boy is becoming a softie. To try and get you back to where you were, anytime you fall / bump / walk into/ touch / breathe/ or look at something that makes you start crying from "pain", I will help you up and say, "You're ok! Suck it up buttercup!" Several kisses later to ensure you aren't truly injured and a hug, you typically just skip away until the next trauma - approximately 3 minutes later depending on your state of tiredness. Then we have less than a minute.
This morning while getting ready for work I stubbed my toe on the bathroom counter. It bent my toenail back and I saw stars. Heck, I saw planets and asteroids and black holes. You, being ever so thoughtful, start patting my back and tell me, "Awww, you're ok! Suck it up buttercup!" You plant a wet kiss on my leg and hop off. Fighting through the pain I call out after you, "You forgot my hug ladybug!" to which you reply, "After awhile crocodile!" Maybe being a softie isn't so bad after all.
Love,
Mommy
Friday, September 12, 2014
Best Day Ever
Dear Caden,
Every Friday morning you jump out of bed and excitedly remind us, "It's Friday! It's Doughnut Day!" I am still confused as to how this day came about. We went and got doughnuts ONE Friday and all of a sudden every Friday is "Doughnut Day!" Funny how that works.
On the way to the doughnut shop you insist that you must have a "green doughnut with sprinkles."
"What if they don't have a green doughnut?"
"Trust me, they have it."
"Ummm, ok. I hope they do. Why a green doughnut?"
"Because I'm a Ninja Turtle and I need my energy."
We order your green doughnut with sprinkles and I hand you your bag. You flash me a grin and giggle with excitement and start singing the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle song. I hear the bag rustle as you peek inside and I hear you say under your breath, "Best. Day. Ever."
I will treasure these moments with you. Your excitement over a single green doughnut with sprinkles, days with lots of energy fueled by sugar and ninja turtles. The smile on your face steals my heart and I can't help but whisper under my breath, "Yes, Best. Day. Ever."
Love,
Mommy
Every Friday morning you jump out of bed and excitedly remind us, "It's Friday! It's Doughnut Day!" I am still confused as to how this day came about. We went and got doughnuts ONE Friday and all of a sudden every Friday is "Doughnut Day!" Funny how that works.
On the way to the doughnut shop you insist that you must have a "green doughnut with sprinkles."
"What if they don't have a green doughnut?"
"Trust me, they have it."
"Ummm, ok. I hope they do. Why a green doughnut?"
"Because I'm a Ninja Turtle and I need my energy."
We order your green doughnut with sprinkles and I hand you your bag. You flash me a grin and giggle with excitement and start singing the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle song. I hear the bag rustle as you peek inside and I hear you say under your breath, "Best. Day. Ever."
I will treasure these moments with you. Your excitement over a single green doughnut with sprinkles, days with lots of energy fueled by sugar and ninja turtles. The smile on your face steals my heart and I can't help but whisper under my breath, "Yes, Best. Day. Ever."
Love,
Mommy
Monday, September 8, 2014
Bird!
Dear Jacob,
We have been trying to teach you the names of different animals and the sounds that they make. On your wall by your changing table there are several pictures of animals and we usually play around pointing to them and making their noises.
I heard you say it yesterday but I wasn't too sure of what you were saying. Today you were very clear. As I am putting you in your car seat you point your finger out and said, "bird!" I look and didn't see any, so I said, "No birds, silly Jacob." As we are driving to your daycare you start pointing again, "Bird!" Then I see it. A massive mosquito perched on your leg.
They say that everything is bigger in Texas. This includes the mosquitoes, which really should be considered for the Texas State Bird.
Love,
Mommy
We have been trying to teach you the names of different animals and the sounds that they make. On your wall by your changing table there are several pictures of animals and we usually play around pointing to them and making their noises.
I heard you say it yesterday but I wasn't too sure of what you were saying. Today you were very clear. As I am putting you in your car seat you point your finger out and said, "bird!" I look and didn't see any, so I said, "No birds, silly Jacob." As we are driving to your daycare you start pointing again, "Bird!" Then I see it. A massive mosquito perched on your leg.
They say that everything is bigger in Texas. This includes the mosquitoes, which really should be considered for the Texas State Bird.
Love,
Mommy
Wednesday, September 3, 2014
Mischievous Michelangelo
Dear Caden,
We are on the way home from school yesterday and you inform me that, "Michagangego (Michelangelo the Ninja Turtle) got in trouble while at school today."
"Oh, did he?"
Getting louder..."Yeah. He did a big no no."
"What happened?"
"He wasn't using his listening ears and got time out."
"Goodness! That's not very nice is it?"
Even louder..."Nope!"
"Caden, were you Michelangelo?"
Very quietly..."Maybe."
Extremely loud..."Look Momma! Chickfila!"
Nice try. We need to discuss this Michagangego's behavior a bit more.
Love,
Mommy
We are on the way home from school yesterday and you inform me that, "Michagangego (Michelangelo the Ninja Turtle) got in trouble while at school today."
"Oh, did he?"
Getting louder..."Yeah. He did a big no no."
"What happened?"
"He wasn't using his listening ears and got time out."
"Goodness! That's not very nice is it?"
Even louder..."Nope!"
"Caden, were you Michelangelo?"
Very quietly..."Maybe."
Extremely loud..."Look Momma! Chickfila!"
Nice try. We need to discuss this Michagangego's behavior a bit more.
Love,
Mommy
Monday, September 1, 2014
Missing TARDIS
Dear Caden,
You are getting ready for bed when suddenly you just stop and begin hopping around.
"Momma! Oh no!"
"What?! Are you ok?" I am thinking you stubbed your toe or stepped on something.
"Momma! Who stole my TARDIS?!"
"Who stole your...what? Your TARDIS?"
"Yeah! My TARDIS is gone!"
"Oh no! What are you going to do Caden? This is terrible!"
"I know who stole it!" You begin flapping your arms, your hopping becoming quite frantic.
"Who?!" I stand, waiting with baited breath, wondering who could have committed such an atrocity.
"The Ninja Turtles took it!" You start kicking and chopping, showing off your amazing ninja moves.
"How are you going to get it back?"
"I am going to climb on a ladder to the ceiling and get it back!"
"Ohhhh, yes, that makes sense."
"Yeah, so please put the ladder in my bedroom before you leave, Ok Momma?"
Mmmmm, sorry buddy, but you will have to come up with a different way to get your TARDIS back. Something tells me that putting a ladder in your room is a recipe for disaster. Perhaps we can lure the Ninja Turtles out by leaving a slice of pizza on the kitchen counter instead.
Love,
Mommy
You are getting ready for bed when suddenly you just stop and begin hopping around.
"Momma! Oh no!"
"What?! Are you ok?" I am thinking you stubbed your toe or stepped on something.
"Momma! Who stole my TARDIS?!"
"Who stole your...what? Your TARDIS?"
"Yeah! My TARDIS is gone!"
"Oh no! What are you going to do Caden? This is terrible!"
"I know who stole it!" You begin flapping your arms, your hopping becoming quite frantic.
"Who?!" I stand, waiting with baited breath, wondering who could have committed such an atrocity.
"The Ninja Turtles took it!" You start kicking and chopping, showing off your amazing ninja moves.
"How are you going to get it back?"
"I am going to climb on a ladder to the ceiling and get it back!"
"Ohhhh, yes, that makes sense."
"Yeah, so please put the ladder in my bedroom before you leave, Ok Momma?"
Mmmmm, sorry buddy, but you will have to come up with a different way to get your TARDIS back. Something tells me that putting a ladder in your room is a recipe for disaster. Perhaps we can lure the Ninja Turtles out by leaving a slice of pizza on the kitchen counter instead.
Love,
Mommy
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