Wednesday, December 31, 2014

Scarlet Fever

Dear Connor,

Croup. Ringworm. Impetigo. These are all diseases that I had never heard of until I became a mom and you, unfortunately, contracted them. And now we can add scarlet fever to the list. Well, I had heard of scarlet fever before, years ago, when I read Little Women and Beth catches it from the Hummel baby. That book was published in the 1800s and I'd never heard of anyone catching scarlet fever these days, though, so I didn't even think it existed anymore. Until you came down with scarlet fever not once but twice this month. Yep.

You first had it two weeks ago and it scared the crap out of me. First, you had a fever. The next day, you woke up with tiny bumps under your nose and by the evening, a rash had broken out on your neck and spread to your face, torso and back. Daddy took you to the urgent care pediatrician, who said it was a viral rash that would go away on its own. Oh, but she was wrong. The next morning, you woke up at 6am and when I turned on the lights, I was horrified by what I saw: Your face was completely swollen, as if you'd been stung by 20 bees. The swelling was so severe, you couldn't open your eyes very wide and you didn't even look like you anymore. I was so scared (and choked back tears so as not to scare you, too) but did take comfort that you seemed fine aside from the swelling. You ate a full breakfast and played energetically with me while we waited for Daddy to get ready and take you to the hospital emergency room. 

Once you were in the ER, they gave you a strep test and it came back positive; scarlet fever is a bacterial infection caused by strep and symptoms are a fever (check), a red rash (check) and swelling (double check). Thankfully, medicine has come a long way since Louisa May Alcott's days and scarlet fever is no longer as life-threatening as it once was. We just had to give you antibiotics for 10 days and then you'd be fine.

And you were fine. The swelling disappeared in a couple days and you were all better just in time to celebrate Christmas scarlet fever-free. But when you woke up this morning, you had a few new small bumps under your nose. I didn't initially make the connection that it was scarlet fever again since you'd just recovered from it and you didn't have a fever, so the two of us went to the Hall of Science. We saw the massive gingerbread houses display, explored the different exhibits and had some really nice Connor-Mommy time. Aside from the bumps, you seemed normal. But later that evening, a rash broke out all over your face, you complained of having chills and you were suddenly very weary. Daddy took you back to the urgent care pediatrician and she told us that you had scarlet fever again. She prescribed stronger antibiotics and said you were possibly a carrier for scarlet fever, thus explaining why you had caught it again so soon. Being a carrier isn't a serious issue; it just means that you're more susceptible to contracting scarlet fever than non-carriers and, unfortunately, there's not much we can do to prevent you from catching it, other than making sure you always wash your hands, don't share food with someone who's sick, etc. *sigh* The things you learn about after becoming a mom.

Love,
Mom

Tuesday, December 30, 2014

Two Hugs and Two Kisses

Dear Connor,

When I was leaving the house this afternoon, you ran over to me and said, "I want to give you two hugs and two kisses, Mommy. Will you keep them in your heart?" *melt*

Love,
Mom

Thursday, December 11, 2014

How Life Works

Dear Connor,

At dinner tonight, you told me, "I'm going to give Daddy a hug and a kiss so he can keep them in his heart. If he yells at me, he's going to lose them. That's how life works." Seems fair.

Love,
Mom

Wednesday, December 3, 2014

Brotherly Love

Dear Connor,

While I was cooking dinner tonight, I was listening to you and your sister play together. It was interesting because within 15 minutes you went from saying, "Lila, I love you so much. You're my best friend, right? You're my baby sister." to "Lila, go away! Leave me alone! I need alone time!" How quickly the heart changes!

Obviously, an example of the former sentiment and not the latter.

Love,
Mom

Monday, December 1, 2014

She's A Keeper

Dear Connor,

At dinner tonight, you told me, "Mommy, you're so sweet. I like you. I'm going to keep you." Haha, thanks, buddy! I'm glad I have somewhere to live this winter!

Love,
Mom

Sunday, November 23, 2014

Happy Mommy

Dear Connor,

I was reading a magazine earlier today when you came up next to me. You noticed a picture of a woman in one of the ads and said she looked like me. She looked like this:


Which is why my reaction was like this: "Huh?! She doesn't look anything like me!"

You then replied, "She looks like you because she looks happy." Your response was so innocent and sweet and made me so, well, happy!

Love,
Mom

Wednesday, November 19, 2014

Fowl Territory

Dear Connor,

You are learning about turkeys and Thanksgiving in school and here are some (disturbingly violent) questions you had for me tonight:

-When you cook real turkeys, do they die?
-Do they bleed when you put them in the oven?
-Do their eyes fall out of their head?

What?!?

Love,
Mom

Tuesday, November 18, 2014

Wet Bottom

Dear Connor,

Today's Connor Funnies:

-When I picked you up from school today, you ran up to me, grabbed my hand and immediately started pulling me away toward the sidewalk. You usually hug me, ask if I brought you a snack and linger for a little while all of the kids are dismissed but you were in quite a rush to leave today and kept saying, "Let's go, Mommy! Mommy, let's leave!" Huh? Why? I wanted to ask your teacher how you'd been in school, though,so I led you back to her and she told me that you'd misbehaved quite a bit today. So that's why you wanted to get out of there so quickly!

-You were so tired tonight that when you went to the bathroom, you didn't notice that you sat down on the regular seat instead of the kid's seat on the toilet . . . and then you fell in. Oops!

Love,
Mom

Wednesday, October 29, 2014

Injury #3,652

Dear Connor,

*sigh* We have another entry for the Connor-hurts-himself-and-gives-Mommy-a-heart-attack files. You were at the playground with your friend Hailey today and when it was time to go, I told you to give Hailey a hug goodbye. She was hanging off of a bar and you grabbed her around the waist and threw your legs up in the air so that you were hanging off of her. Before I could tell you to get down before you got hurt, you got hurt. You lost your grip on Hailey, fell and hit your left eye on the corner of the climbing wall. I screamed, you screamed, it was not good. I hugged you tightly until you stopped crying and then checked your vision. You could see fine but a bruise was already forming under your eye--what is it with you and all of the injuries near your eye?! 

On the way home, you told me that you felt better. And the bruise didn't swell up much tonight, so you'll be fine. But yeesh. This week, your school actually sent home a pamphlet for student accident insurance, which I'm pretty sure they created just for you!

Jumping around in a ball pit. Thankfully one of the few times you went wild and *didn't* get hurt.
                                     
Love,
Mom

Thursday, October 16, 2014

More Burning Questions

Dear Connor,

I love the inquisitive--albeit random--questions that come out of your mouth!

-Are these my boobies? 
-Can milk come out of them?
-What do boy boobies do?
-Why don't you lift up your shirt and give MuiMui nai nai anymore?
-I used to be in your stomach?
-How can I make my stomach big with a baby inside?

Love,
Mom

Wednesday, October 15, 2014

Accident-Prone Much?

Dear Connor,

Last Thursday, your school nurse called me to tell me that a kid in your class had been playing around on the floor and kicked you in the head. 

Last Friday, your school nurse called me to tell me that you ran into a wall and hit your head. 

Today, your school nurse called me AGAIN to tell me that you had put your hand in the stack of cots in your classroom and gotten your arm stuck so hard that your teachers had to help you get it out. Once they did, they could see that it was red and a little bruised. 

All three times, the nurse assured me that you were fine after he iced the injuries but seriously, kid! I guess I have to stop joking about sending you out every day in a helmet, bubble wrap and Styrofoam shoes and actually start doing it!

Love,
Mom

Thursday, October 2, 2014

Color Me Blessed

Dear Connor,

While you and I were coloring together after dinner tonight, you said to me, "Mommy, I love coloring and reading and cuddling with you. You're the greatest, best mama in the whole world. I love you, sweetie."

Day made!

Love,
Mom

Just Ignore Him

Dear Connor,

When I dropped you off at school today, another boy was bothering you, so I told you to ignore him. You then ran up to the boy and yelled at him, "I'm ignoring you!" Um, let me explain to you how ignoring works . . .

Love,
Mom

Tuesday, September 23, 2014

Bathroom Talk

Dear Connor,

Quote of the day, which you said to me on our way home from school this afternoon: "Mommy, I have to go poop. My butt is so full of poop."

Love,
Mom

Thursday, September 18, 2014

Long Line

Dear Connor,

I bought a new book for you and MuiMui and you asked me where I bought it. I said I bought it online and you asked me, "Was it a long line?" Haha!

Love,
Mom

Saturday, September 13, 2014

New Hairstyle

Dear Connor,

I went out to run some errands this morning, so Daddy was watching you and your sister. While he was cooking lunch, you decided to style Lila's hair and smear a huge gob of Vaseline through it. How chic . . . and sticky.

Love,
Mom

Wednesday, September 10, 2014

Burning Questions

Dear Connor,

Questions you asked me while you were sitting on the potty yesterday:

-Does Cookie Monster have a butt?
-Does Cookie Monster have a penis?
-What kind of penis is it?
-Is it a cookie penis?

Well, I guess that last one would be logical.

Love,
Mom

Tuesday, September 9, 2014

Wet Day

Dear Connor,

Well, today was a wet day in more ways than one. It was raining pretty hard when I picked you up from school this afternoon, which wasn't fun. I had to push MuiMui in her stroller with one hand and hold an umbrella with the other all while helping you with your umbrella, too (you have a kids' umbrella, but after a couple blocks, you always complain that it's too heavy to hold). That was a big enough challenge and then you said you had to pee. There are no public restrooms between your school and our house so you had to go behind a tree. So there I was: holding the stroller with one hand, holding your umbrella over you with my other and attempting to hold my own umbrella over me with my neck and shoulder while rain poured down on us. The icing on the cake? It was windy, too, and while you peed a steady stream of pee, the wind blew it onto your arm and also onto me.

Even better? When we finally arrived home, I picked Lila up out of her stroller only to find that her diaper had leaked and her pants and the stroller seat were soaked with pee. Yay.

Love,
Mom

Sunday, September 7, 2014

You're Four Years Old!

Dear Connor,

As you may recall, at your birthday party last year, you fell backward off of a park bench and hit your head so hard that we had to call an ambulance to take you to the hospital. At your birthday party this year, we very thankfully didn't have to call 911 but about an hour after it started, you disappeared.

Your party was at an ice cream parlor and we had booked the whole place for your bash. One minute you were dancing with your friends while the Fresh Beat Band album was playing over the parlor's sound system, the next, Daddy asked me where you were and I didn't see you anywhere. I ran to the front of the shop: no Connor. I ran to the back of the shop and looked in the bathroom: no Connor. I ran back to the front of the shop and still couldn't find you, so I started to panic that you might have sneaked outside and gone into the street while no one was watching you. 

Fortunately, that's when your friend Bella's mom looked under one of the tables and found you sitting under it, quietly hiding from all of the chaos that generally comes with a big party of 23 adults and 21 kids (of which many are *loud* preschoolers). A wave of relief washed over me but yeesh, can we please have a birthday where you don't give me a heart attack?!

Your party actually had a lot more drama than I expected, as we got a glimpse of your teen years and the potential heartache you and your friends will experience. Hailey became a little jealous when she arrived at the party and saw you sitting next to Bella. And you and Marcus got into a shouting match when you both wanted to hug Bella. Four going on fourteen, apparently.

Missing child incidents and teenage drama aside, the rest of the party was fun! You had a blast working on art projects, dancing with your friends and eating your weight in sugar when you consumed two chocolate-iced cookies, a lollipop and two scoops of chocolate ice cream topped with M&Ms, rainbow sprinkles and hot fudge. Near the end of the party, you declared, "I really like my birthday!"


Back at home after the party, you told me excitedly, "I'm four now!" Yes, little man, you are! No longer a baby, no longer a toddler but officially a 4-year-old preschooler. Sometimes I see you and you look and act so mature that I do a double-take because I can't believe how much you have grown already. I love how perceptive and inquisitive you are now; you notice so much in the world around you and ask so many questions about why things are the way they are (ahh, yes, the "why" stage-- it is equal parts awesome and annoying for me). When you ask me why and I'm so tired that I just answer, "Because," you don't let me get away with that but keep questioning me until I give you the real answer (again, both awesome and annoying). I hope you will always be this curious.

I also hope that you will continue to be the amazing person you are right now. You are enthusiastic, energetic and fun-loving. You are affectionate, thoughtful and polite. You are talkative and articulate. You are a sweet and protective big brother. You love reading, playing board games and working on puzzles. You seriously love all things chocolate ("What do you want on your pizza, Connor?" "Chocolate!" "What kind of bagel do you want, Connor?" "Chocolate!" "Do you want a cheese sandwich?" "Do they have chocolate?"). And you make me laugh every day (like with how you say everything that happened in the past happened "yesterday" and things that happened a long time ago happened "all the way, all the way yesterday.")


Happy birthday, sweetheart! I love you so much and am so proud of you.

Love,
Mom

Thursday, September 4, 2014

First Day of Preschool

Dear Connor,

Happy first day of preschool!



And yes, I cried as I watched you walk into the school with your new teacher and classmates. Those were the only tears of the day, though, When I picked you up, you were all smiles and said you'd had a good time!

Love,
Mom

Wednesday, August 27, 2014

Boys vs. Girls

Dear Connor,

How your sister plays with her baby Belle doll: Lila rocks her, pretends to feed her with her toy bottle and covers her with a blanket when it is time for her nap.

How you play with the baby Belle doll: You smack her in the face repeatedly with the xylophone stick and lay her on the floor before trampling her violently with the doll stroller.

Love,
Mom

Tuesday, August 26, 2014

Mr. Confident

Dear Connor,

As someone who has always struggled with insecurity, I really admire your confidence.

Exhibit A: In the car the other day, we were driving along and everyone was being quiet, lost in their own thoughts, when you suddenly blurted out, "Mommy, you know what? Everyone likes me."

Exhibit B: You were watching me put on makeup and asked if you could wear makeup. I said you don't need makeup because you're perfect. You responded very matter-of-factly, "Yeah."

Love,
Mom

Wednesday, August 20, 2014

Schooled By a Preschooler

Dear Connor,

I love it when you remember the lessons I teach you and hate it when they somehow come back to bite me in the butt. Your little sister was misbehaving last night while we were having dinner and you stopped eating to scold her. I told you, "Just eat. Don't worry about MuiMui. Just worry about yourself." You replied, "You shouldn't worry about yourself. That's being selfish." Schooled!

Love,
Mom

Tuesday, August 19, 2014

Pretend Mommy

Dear Connor,

This afternoon, you slipped a plastic Superman ring on your finger, put MuiMui's purse over your shoulder, started pushing the doll stroller around the dining room and said to me, "I'm the pretend Mommy and you're the real Mommy." Imitation really is the sincerest form of flattery :)

Love,
Mom

Thursday, August 14, 2014

Planes, Trains and Automobiles

Dear Connor,

Your obsession with planes, trains, automobiles, buses, trucks, rocket ships and basically anything with wheels or wings began right before you turned 2 years old and is still going strong now that you're almost 4. When you were 2 and riding in the car with Daddy and me, you'd scream out whenever you saw a big vehicle on the road next to us: "TRUCK! TRUCK! Mommy, TRUUUUUCK!" Now, you still do the same thing, except you are more specific: "FLATBED TRUCK! SCHOOL BUS! CAR TRANSPORTER! Mommy, look! GARBAGE TRUCK! GARBAGE TRUCK! GARBAGE TRUUUUUCK!" (You are also way louder now, too, FYI).

It's funny how you fulfilled this boy stereotype and just naturally gravitated toward all things that move, even when Daddy and I didn't really do anything to encourage it (we bought you toy cars, sure, but also lots of gender-neutral toys like musical instruments, too). And it's really cute to see your face light up and to practically feel the excitement emanating from your body when a fire truck comes down the street or a helicopter flies overhead. There is an overpass above several train tracks that is not too far from our house and you love it when I take you there to watch all the trains go by. You could spend hours there and are so happy when a train zooms past, especially when the train operator sees you and blows the whistle to say hi to you. It's so sweet to see how much joy such a simple thing brings you.


And then there was the day they were repaving our street a couple of weeks ago. You sat on the steps outside our house, ate a snack and watched the asphalt pavers, steam rollers and dump trucks go up and down the street all afternoon. Gotta love such good free entertainment!

Love,
Mom

Wednesday, August 13, 2014

Chocolate Brown

Dear Connor,

Here's another entry for the "Connor Says the Darndest Things" file. When you saw an ice cream truck on your way to camp this morning, you turned to your nanny and exclaimed, "Ice cream truck! I love chocolate ice cream! I love chocolate!" Your nanny--who is West Indian, by the way--told you that she loves chocolate, too, and you responded, "Is that why your skin is brown? Because you eat a lot of chocolate?" Oye :)

Love,
Mom

Friday, August 8, 2014

Rise and (Un)Shine

Dear Connor,

Know what's awesome? Sleeping in. Know what's not awesome? You coming into my bedroom this morning at 5:30 A-freaking-M, pulling my window shades up, blinding me with sunlight and shouting, "Mommy! It's morning time! Mr. Sun is out! It's time to wake up!" Uhhhggggghhh.

You put the cherry on top of our extra early morning when--while Daddy and I were getting dressed upstairs and you were supposed to be eating breakfast downstairs--you suddenly decided to put on your shoes and open the front door. It was a pretty serious incident because a) you're not supposed to open the front door by yourself and b) you set off the super-loud-screechy-wailing house alarm, which made me jump a foot in the air and most likely woke up our entire block. Uhhhggggghhh. 

Love,
(A very sleepy) Mom

Friday, July 18, 2014

The Honest Truth

Dear Connor,

One of my favorite things about little kids is how honest you all are. Adults lie all of the time, out of courtesy, self-protection or a plethora of other reasons. Little kids say exactly what they are thinking when they are thinking it and that kind of frankness is really refreshing. Like when you say you like my dress, I know you actually really do like my dress and aren't just telling me that to be polite. Or when you're upset about something, you tell me that you're upset instead of pretending that you're not and that everything is okay. It's freeing to not have to second-guess what you say, which you have to do with grown-ups sometimes.

But of course, honesty is not always the best policy, which is kind of a tricky lesson to teach. Up until now, I have always stressed to you how important it is to be truthful, to not lie and make up stories that could hurt other people. But then today, I had to tell you that sometimes being truthful is what could hurt other people. Like when you went up to a very obese woman at the playground this afternoon, looked at her larger-than-average midsection and told her straight out, "Your stomach is very big." Oh. my. GOD. 

Love,
Mom

Thursday, July 17, 2014

Beautiful Scribbles

Dear Connor,

I went into your sister's room tonight and discovered that you had scribbled crayon all over her bed, dresser, fan and gate and stamped pink hearts on her closet door. I asked you, "What did you do?!" and you replied with wide, innocent eyes, "I was making the room beautiful!" *sigh*

Love,
Mom

Tuesday, July 15, 2014

Money for the Bahamas

Dear Connor,

Ever since we returned from our vacation in the Bahamas, you keep telling me that you miss the Bahamas and want to go back (me, too, buddy, me, too). Yesterday, when you once again told me sadly, "I miss the Bahamas," I said that going to the Bahamas costs money and that Daddy needs to go to work to make money for us to go again. So this morning, as Daddy was getting ready to leave for work, you called out to him, "Bye, Daddy! Have fun at work making money for the Bahamas!" Haha!

Love,
Mom

Wednesday, July 2, 2014

Ladies' Man

Dear Connor,

I don't know how I feel about this, but you have become quite the ladies' man. Whenever you arrived at school in the morning, several of your female classmates would excitedly run to the door to greet you, shouting your name and hugging you as if they were tweens and you were a member of One Direction. Many of those same classmates are going to summer camp with you now and you still elicit the same enthusiasm from them. After camp today, your friend Bella saw you in the hallway and gave you a big bear hug. Then Alyssa saw you and she ran over to hug you, too, so that you were literally being sandwiched by the two of them. So popular!

The crazy thing is that sometimes, you purposely act like all this female adoration is sooooo above you. One day, we were at the playground when we ran into your friend Sophia. You talk about her all of the time and I know you like her but when she came up to you and said hi, you blatantly ignored her and suddenly started inspecting the handlebars of your scooter as if they were the most fascinating things in the world. I'd never seen you do something like that before. Sophia kept trying to talk to you and only when she mentioned that she'd brought her bike and asked if you wanted to see it did you acknowledge her presence and play with her. 

It is kind of funny to witness your too-cool-for-school behavior now, but if you act this distant and aloof to girls when you get older, I will personally kick you in the butt.

                                           
                                          You and one of your fans

Love,
Mom

Tuesday, July 1, 2014

Stranger Danger

Dear Connor,

You continue to amaze me with how loving and protective you are toward your little sister. At the playground today, I was holding Lila (who was afraid to walk on the wood chips on the ground) while you went off to play. After a few minutes, you ran back to us and asked so sweetly, "Can I play with my sister?" 

Later, Lila started babbling to a little boy who was near her. You immediately grabbed her face, turned her toward you and sternly told her, "Don't talk to him! He's a stranger!" 

Back at home, Lila wanted some of your food and when she couldn't reach it on the table, she bit you out of frustration. I scolded her and put her in timeout. You stood in front of her and yelled at her for biting you for a few minutes, but then you pulled her out of timeout, put your arms around her and said, "But I still love you, all right?"


I couldn't be prouder of you for being such an amazing big brother!

Love,
Mom

Thursday, June 26, 2014

I Got Your Back

Dear Connor,

Over the past few months, you and your sister have been fighting a lot more. It's usually over toys--Lila has something you want, or you have something she wants or you're not playing with something but you don't want her to play with that something, either (seriously, what's that last one about?). You have hit her a couple of times, she has bit you more than a couple of times (yeesh, does your sister like to bite you!) and I get exasperated and sound like such a mom when I yell, "Play nice!"

I can only imagine the epic arguments you'll have as you both get older but I hope that you'll always have each other's backs when it matters. Like today at the playground. A boy who was just a little older than Lila left his toy squirt gun on the ground and when Lila saw it and started to reach for it, he yelled at her. She was so surprised at being yelled at that she burst into tears. When you saw what happened, you ran right over to the boy and screamed in his face, "You can't do that to my sister!" Way to go, big brother!

Love,
Mom

Wednesday, June 25, 2014

Graduation Day

Dear Connor,

Congratulations on graduating from nursery school today!



Love,
Mom

Monday, June 23, 2014

Avoiding the Issue

Dear Connor,

After school today, I asked you if you had been a good boy in school. You replied, "Let's not talk about that right now."

I'm guessing the answer is no.

Love,
Mom

Friday, June 20, 2014

Birthday Message

Dear Connor,

Your good friend Hailey is having a birthday party tomorrow so we got a birthday card for her today. I asked you what you wanted me to write on the card and this is the message you dictated to me: 

"Dear Hailey, happy birthday! I love you. I hug you. I'm doing my learning kit now. I went to the Bahamas. Happy birthday! That's two happy birthdays. That's all I want to say."

Love it!

In other news, you read several words on your own today! We were working on an activity in the aforementioned learning kit (it has books, worksheets and other things that are meant to get you ready for kindergarten). I pointed to the words dog, frog, cat and pig and you were able to read all of them by yourself without any help from me! I am so proud of you! 

Love,
Mom

Wednesday, June 18, 2014

Public Urination

Dear Connor,

Oh, what to do when we're out, you have to pee and there isn't an available bathroom nearby? On those occasions, I have taken you down a quiet street and made you pee behind a tree while hoping that no one walks by. I don't encourage peeing on the street but if you really have to go, what else are we going to do? I do, though, have to teach you that if you're going to urinate in public, you *cannot* do it in the middle of a bustling commercial sidewalk in front of lots of stores while dozens of people walk by--which is exactly what you did this afternoon.

It was a warm, sunny summer day and tons of people were out. We had just left the playground and were walking down a busy street when you suddenly had to pee. And before I could stop you, you pulled down your shorts, whipped out your penis and peed next to a tree directly in front of the Rite Aid while crowds of shoppers passed by, no doubt while judging me for having such a crude son. So embarrassed! :-P

Love,
Mom

Monday, June 16, 2014

Preschool Interview

Dear Connor,

You will be starting preschool this fall and you had your first official preschool interview this morning at a school near our house. Daddy and I were a little nervous because you've always been so active and hyper and we weren't sure how you'd behave when meeting the school principal. Would you sit still? Answer her questions? Show her how lucky the school would be to have you? Happily, the answer to all of those is yes!

You impressed Daddy and me by sitting quietly in the chair while the principal told us about the school, answering her politely when she asked you about the things you like to do and being the very nice, sweet boy that you are. Near the end of the interview, though, after the principal had offered you a spot (you actually got the last available one!) and was showing us the preschool classrooms, you did start to get a little restless and began running around in circles in the hallway, so Daddy and I quickly thanked the principal for her time, told her we are so excited for you to start in September and got you out of there before she could change her mind about you, haha!

Love,
Mom

Friday, May 30, 2014

All the Girls

Dear Connor,

Quote of the day:

"I want Bella to come to my house. And I want Sophia to come to my house. I want all the girls to come to my house!"

Love,
Mom

Thursday, May 29, 2014

Best Dinner Ever

Dear Connor,

As we were eating dinner tonight, you told me, "This is the best dinner ever. Thank you for making this for me."

:-)

Love,
Mom

Tuesday, May 20, 2014

Swings Scare

Dear Connor,

Cutest moment of the day: I whispered in your ear, "Guess what? I love you." You whispered back into my ear, "Guess what? I love you, too."

Scariest moment of the day: We were at the playground and I have told you dozens of times to walk next to the fence whenever you're in the swings section. But you forgot about that today, ran right next to the kids swinging away on the swings before I could stop you and came within inches of getting kicked in the head by a 10-year-old girl. Oh. My. GOD.

Love,
Mom

Tuesday, May 6, 2014

Lots of Questions

Dear Connor,

Here are a few of your favorite things right now: big bear hugs, playing with MuiMui, chocolate, reading, working on puzzles, taking walks, riding your scooter, blowing bubbles and asking questions! Man, you ask so many questions about everything all of the time! It's great and I love that you are so curious, but sometimes I have no idea how to answer your queries. The other day, we were looking at pictures of Daddy and me on our wedding day and you asked me where you were.

You: Where was I?
Me: You weren't born yet.
You: Was I in your stomach?
Me: No. You didn't exist then.
You: Then where was I?
Me: Um, you just weren't . . . here.
You: [blank stare]

I'm sorry I couldn't give you a better answer!

Love,
Mom

Saturday, April 26, 2014

No Shots For Me

Dear Connor,

Daddy and I had to take MuiMui to the doctor today for her checkup and we brought you along. When the doctor came into the exam room, you said to him about 20 times, "MuiMui is getting a shot today. I don't need a shot." Way to throw your sister under the bus!

Love,
Mom

Friday, April 18, 2014

Funny Quotes

Dear Connor,

Funny things that have come out of your mouth recently:

"I am a chef! I am a chef! Here is my shovel! I have a shovel!" (original Connor Chan song I heard you singing to yourself)

"Going to Pittsburgh takes a long, long time. We'll get there in 25 years." (said during our drive to Pittsburgh, which took 8 hours that definitely felt like 25 years by the end of the trip)

"Wow! They're so beautiful! They're for your boobies!" (shouted loudly and repeatedly while we were in Victoria's Secret every time you opened a drawer and saw bras inside--note to self: I am never taking you bra shopping with me ever again!)

Love,
Mom

Wednesday, April 9, 2014

Rock Star Mom

Dear Connor,

Your nanny usually picks you up from school every day so when I picked you up today, you were *so* excited! You were playing in the schoolyard when I arrived and when you saw me, you ran up to the fence and shouted to all of your classmates, "There's my mom! There's my mom! Say hi to my mom!" Your classmates all smiled and waved at me and I felt like a rock star!

Love,
Mom

Monday, March 31, 2014

Highs and Lows

Dear Connor,

I only got two hours of sleep last night, spent the afternoon washing, folding and putting away five loads of laundry and had to yell at you all night to get you to clean up your toys, eat your dinner and basically do anything I asked you to do. So yeah, it was a pretty crappy day. But then while I was helping you brush your teeth tonight, you suddenly hugged me and said, "You're the best mama ever. I love you so much."

The highs and lows of motherhood :)

Love,
Mom

Tuesday, March 18, 2014

Nose Picker

Dear Connor,

When I became a mom, I had no idea how many times I'd have to say the phrase, "Stop picking your nose!"

Love,
Mom

Sunday, March 9, 2014

Favorite Little Mama

Dear Connor,

When I was tucking you in tonight, I told you, "You're my favorite little boy." You replied, "You're my favorite little mama."

:)

Love,
Mom

Wednesday, February 26, 2014

Super Undies

Dear Connor,

I bought you new superhero-themed underwear and you are really excited about them. Like, really, really excited about them, because you keep taking off your pants to show them off to people. Today,you actually stripped your underwear off, ran downstairs to find your nanny and showed them to her by excitedly waving them in her face. Oh, dear.

Love,
Mom

Wednesday, February 19, 2014

Growing Up Too Fast

Dear Connor,

Today was the day your baby sister took her first steps. It was also the day that you told me that I no longer have to cut your chicken nuggets for you because you are a big boy. You both are growing up way too fast!


Love,
Mom

Sunday, February 16, 2014

Dirty Talk

Dear Connor,

The other day, I asked you if you were touching your penis because you had to pee. You replied, "No, I'm touching my penis because my penis is so big."

Today, you were working on a wooden picture frame craft. It had a little wooden stick that you were supposed to push into a hole in the back of the frame to make the frame stand up. You couldn't do it, so you came up to me and Daddy and asked, "Can you put my stick in the hole?" And because we are immature like that, Daddy and I started cracking up.

Love,
Mom

Monday, February 3, 2014

The Birds and the Bees

Dear Connor,

So we had this conversation today:

You: Is Alex my daddy?
Me: Yes.
You: Why?
Me: Because he helped make you.
You: He helped make me? With what?
Me: Uhhh . . .

Love,
Mom

Saturday, February 1, 2014

Connor To The Rescue, Part III

Dear Connor,

Today, you told me, "I'm a superhero that protects MuiMuis and babies."

Love,
Mom

Wednesday, January 15, 2014

Anatomical Curiosity

Dear Connor,

Daddy lost his keys, so a locksmith came to our house today to change the locks. And while the locksmith was talking to Daddy, you chose that moment to go up to Daddy, ask him loudly, "Do you have a penis?" and try to pull down Daddy's shorts so that you could see for yourself. Oye.

Love,
Mom

Thursday, January 9, 2014

Connor To The Rescue, Part II

Dear Connor,

When we came home from your school today, you asked me why I locked the front door after we came inside and I said it was to keep the bad guys out. Then you told me, "If the bad guys come, I'm going to shoot them and make them cry because I'm a superhero." I asked you what your superhero name is and you said matter-of-factly, "Connor Superhero." A reasonable choice.

Love,
Mom

Sunday, January 5, 2014

Connor To The Rescue!

Dear Connor,

You were so sweet today! We had to take MuiMui to the doctor for her one-year checkup and when the doctor was getting ready to give her her vaccinations, Daddy held you back so that you wouldn't get in the way. When Lila received her first shot and started to cry, you started crying, too, struggled to get out of Daddy's arms and shouted, "Let me go! I have to protect MuiMui! I have to protect her!"

You are an *amazing* brother :)


Love,
Mom