Dear Caden,
"Mama! Shoes!" You come running to me with one shoe on and one shoe on your hand.
"Yes, Caden. Those are your shoes. Please keep them on this time." I sit you down and put your shoe back on. I let you go and start looking for Jacob's pacifier which you have hidden, yet again.
"Mama! Snack! I neeeeeed snack!" You bring me your snack container and start pointing to the top of the fridge where your favorite snacks are.
"Yes, Caden. Uh huh. Ok." I am still looking for Jacob's paci as his screams get louder.
"Circles Mama! I neeeeeed Circles!" You start jumping up and down in excitement, your little fingers pointing to the Nilla Wafers.
"Mmmmm? Ok, yeah." My search for the pacifier is becoming frantic as Jacob hits notes that Sarah Brightman would be proud of.
"Mama! Pleeease!" Your face is now two inches from mine, your excitement is tangible. "Please!!!!"
"Ok Caden, fine. But where is Jacob's pacifier?" My frustration is beginning to show.
Suddenly your hands grab my face and you get right in it
"Mama! Eyes please! Focus!"
Wonder where you heard that from. Oh, and next time, please don't hide Jacob's pacifier in your lego box.
Love,
Mommy
Saturday, August 3, 2013
Friday, August 2, 2013
Mr. Banana
Dear Caden,
Mornings in this house are always busy in between : dressing you, feeding Jacob, feeding you, dressing Jacob, trying to redress you from you taking off half of your clothes, trying to keep myself from getting locked in the garage half naked, me trying to grab a banana to go, making sure all of your bags are packed and putting on your shoes and socks for the 3rd time. Today we went to Discovery Green to play with some of our favorite friends and cousin Caleb. On the way there I sighed because I had left my banana at home with all of the craziness of trying to get out of the house. After we got home, I went upstairs to change and find my banana in my room. It somehow got tucked into Mommy and Daddy's bed. You know that we don't allow food upstairs, but I have to admit that it was too cute and I couldn't get upset with you. Thank you for making me smile during a crazy day. It is moments like these that I know I will miss once you are older . . . I pray you never lose your sense of silliness my dear Caden.
Love,
Mommy
Mornings in this house are always busy in between : dressing you, feeding Jacob, feeding you, dressing Jacob, trying to redress you from you taking off half of your clothes, trying to keep myself from getting locked in the garage half naked, me trying to grab a banana to go, making sure all of your bags are packed and putting on your shoes and socks for the 3rd time. Today we went to Discovery Green to play with some of our favorite friends and cousin Caleb. On the way there I sighed because I had left my banana at home with all of the craziness of trying to get out of the house. After we got home, I went upstairs to change and find my banana in my room. It somehow got tucked into Mommy and Daddy's bed. You know that we don't allow food upstairs, but I have to admit that it was too cute and I couldn't get upset with you. Thank you for making me smile during a crazy day. It is moments like these that I know I will miss once you are older . . . I pray you never lose your sense of silliness my dear Caden.
Love,
Mommy
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| Mr. Banana |
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| Caleb and Caden * Cousin love * |
Thursday, August 1, 2013
May or May not
Dear Caden,
You may, or may not, have been extremely busy this morning. You may, or may not, have started locking doors and shutting them. This includes, maybe or maybe not, locking Mommy in the garage while she was inappropriately half dressed causing Mommy to freak out because she has no way to get back into the house except going outside to get to the front door. This may, or may not, have lead Mommy to dart out for all the neighborhood to see to her half naked as she scrambled to unlock said front door. Mommy may, or may not, need to start wearing keys around her waist like a warden.
Love,
Mommy
You may, or may not, have been extremely busy this morning. You may, or may not, have started locking doors and shutting them. This includes, maybe or maybe not, locking Mommy in the garage while she was inappropriately half dressed causing Mommy to freak out because she has no way to get back into the house except going outside to get to the front door. This may, or may not, have lead Mommy to dart out for all the neighborhood to see to her half naked as she scrambled to unlock said front door. Mommy may, or may not, need to start wearing keys around her waist like a warden.
Love,
Mommy
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