Soup for Santa

Dear Connor,

Tonight, you suggested that instead of leaving cookies for Santa this year, we should leave him veggies because they are healthier and soup because it is so cold outside. When I said that was a good idea, you shouted up to the ceiling, "You hear that, Santa? We're going to give you soup!"**

Love,
Mom

**You shouted up to the ceiling/North Pole because I told you that Santa is always watching and can hear what you say, haha!

A Little Help

Dear Connor,

I mentioned in my last post that you do not like to follow rules. That is something that your teachers have complained to me about since you started nursery school. But they have also always said that you are a nice and helpful boy and you proved that again today when one of your classmates was trying to get something she could reach and your teacher told me that you asked her, completely unprompted, "Would you like me to get that for you?" I'm always proud of you for being thoughtful!

Love,
Mom

In Debt

Dear Connor,

In your classroom, you and your classmates have the opportunity to earn "Funny Money." Whenever you follow rules or do something nice, you earn Funny Money that you can spend on a toy or book in the class's Funny Money store. Whenever you don't follow rules, your teachers take some of your money away. Today, Daddy asked you--you who does not like to follow rules and instead do what you like to do--how much Funny Money you have. You sighed and said, "It's kind of hard to explain. I owe Funny Money." Oh my god.

Love,
Mom

Connor the Cannibal

Dear Connor,

Sometimes, you eat three dinners. You'll eat what I cooked and still be hungry, so I'll make you a cheese sandwich, but you'll still be hungry, so I'll give you cereal and a spoonful of peanut butter. Then you'll be adequately satisfied! I commented on this one day and said you've been eating like a teenager but things got lost in translation when you told your nanny, "I eat a lot of food. I'm a teenager eater." Haha!

Love,
Mom

Batting A Thousand

Dear Connor,

Today, you asked me how old I am and I told you that I am 35. You responded, "Oh, I thought you were in the 1000s."

Thanks.

Love,
Mom

Roll With It

Dear Connor,

Happy Halloween! This year, you were Officer Connor:

You've done the trick-or-treating thing five times now but I'm not sure you fully understand it because when we were out collecting candy today, you kept entering stores and asking the employees, "Are you selling candy?" I kept telling you that you should ask, "Are you giving away candy?" but you kept saying "selling." I understand the confusion, though; we buy things from stores 364 days out of the year, why this weird holiday where all the stores give away candy for free?

Of course, you're not one to turn away free candy . . . unless it's candy you don't like. You're pretty picky when it comes to candy (butterscotch Dum Dums and chocolate only!) so if a store or house was giving away something you didn't want, you either declined it (haha, how often do people giving away candy see that?!) or gave it to your sister (as a result, MuiMui had a huuuuge stash of candy at the end of the night). You scored a pretty good number of chocolate bars and Dum Dums and you had an incredibly large amount of Tootsie Rolls--37 in fact. I asked you where you got so many Tootsie Rolls and you said, "From that store. The guys said I could take as many as I want." And well, you did! Hahaha!

Love,
Mom

Tooth on the Looth

Dear Connor,

You'd had a second loose tooth for awhile and today, you pulled it out by yourself! There was that little bit of drama when you lost your first tooth but this time, you just calmly plucked it out on your own and then brought it over to show me! Not so scary this time, huh?

Love,
Mom