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

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

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

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

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

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