Kindergarten Graduation

Dear Connor,

Congratulations, kindergarten graduate!

I am so proud of and impressed with how much you learned this year. Your reading, writing and math skills improved a lot, you did so well on your tests (97-100% on most of them!) and you always came home with so many fun facts to share. I loved reading all of the creative stories you wrote in school and seeing the cool drawings you made to accompany them. And I am also very proud of how hard you worked on your homework every day and that by the end of the year, you were able to complete all of it correctly with minimal help from me. Awesome job!

Love,
Mom

Sweet and Simple

Dear Connor,

We went to a bakery yesterday and they had so many interesting options, such as chocolate chip banana bread and red velvet Nutella cookies. There were also chocolate eclairs and butterscotch puddings and raspberry cheesecakes. I let you and MuiMui pick whatever you wanted and you both chose . . . vanilla cupcakes with vanilla frosting. So boring classic!

Love,
Mom

Big Bro's Got Your Back

Dear Connor,

We went to a playground today and it had a section for babies and smaller kids with gentler water jets. However, these bigger 8-year-olds kept running into the section to use the water jets to fill up their water guns. DiDi was waving his hand through a water jet and a big kid hovered over him and tried to angle his way in so he could get to the jet. He got annoyed when DiDi kept playing with the jet and said, "Stop it!" You immediately jumped to your baby brother's defense and yelled at the boy, "You stop it! That's my brother!" The big kid angrily ran away and you shook your head and said, "Oh my god, so mean." I'm so proud of you for having DiDi's back!

Love,
Mom

Closet Capades

Dear Connor,

This morning, I woke up not to the peaceful sound of birds chirping or the soothing song on my alarm clock but to the panicked cries and screams of my two older children. You and MuiMui had managed to lock yourselves inside her closet and were freaking out. When I opened the door for you, you both spilled out with eyes and cheeks a-stained with tears. Oh my god, you two!

Love,
Mom

Decisions, Deciscions

Dear Connor,

After dinner tonight, I gave you a choice of either having a chocolate whoopie pie or mint chocolate chip ice cream for dessert. And oh, the agony that went into your decision! You nearly got whiplash looking back and forth between the two while trying to decide and said in all seriousness, "I'll choose wisely . . . Which one's wisely?" Hahahaha. You eventually went with the ice cream and by the resulting smile, I think you did indeed make a wise choice!

Love,
Mom

Car Crazy

Dear Connor,

Oh man, you and your vehicles! The stereotype is absolutely true in your case because you are a boy and you looooove cars, monster trucks, fire engines and all things that go. You have to do creative writing for your homework every week and all you ever want to write about is cars and trucks. You have a cartooning class after school every Monday and all of the drawings you bring home are of cars and trucks. You were taking an art class at the neighborhood library and when the assignment was to draw fruit, you drew fruit . . . on the flatbed of a truck. Wow.

Love,
Mom

The Chicken or the Egg?

Dear Connor,

We had this conversation this afternoon:

You: Where does food come from? Like apples?
Me: From seeds. You plant the seeds and then the apples grow.
You: Where do the seeds come from?
Me: From inside the apple.
You: But where does the apple come from?
Me: Well, from the seed.
You: But how do you get the seed if you need to get the apple first that needs a seed?
Me: Well, um, so do you mean where did the very first apple come from?
You: Yeah.
Me: Uhhh . . .

You stumped me, kid. I said I actually don't know where the very first apple came from and you asked me if God made it :-)

Love,
Mom