Dear Connor,
One of the things that I like about you is that you're not a macho boy. You don't shudder at "girl things" because I have taught you that there is no such thing as "girl things." You happily wear pink shirts, like playing with dollhouses and prefer Sophia the First over Ninja Turtles. And you've always been very in touch with your feminine side, which led to this conversation we had on the way to soccer camp this morning:
You: I wish the doctor had told you I was a girl.
Me: Well, you're a boy.
You: Can a boy change into a girl?
Me: Yeah, um, technically, he can. [Coincidentally, the big story in pop culture news right now is that Bruce Jenner of Olympics and Kardashian fame--you can Google him--has come out as a transgender woman.]
You: How does a boy change into a girl?
Me: Uhh, hmm, well . . .
At this point, I changed the subject. We'll come back to this conversation once I figure out how to explain transgender issues to you!
Love,
Mom
Tuesday, June 30, 2015
Friday, June 5, 2015
Eating Your Greens
Dear Connor,
Your sister loves vegetables but you . . . not so much. If it's green, you will not touch it unless it's pureed into a soup or chopped into small pieces and mixed into mac 'n' cheese. So you can imagine my surprise when at dinner tonight, you actually asked for some of the stir-fried broccoli we were having and you actually ate it all! Connor, is that you?
Love,
Mom
Your sister loves vegetables but you . . . not so much. If it's green, you will not touch it unless it's pureed into a soup or chopped into small pieces and mixed into mac 'n' cheese. So you can imagine my surprise when at dinner tonight, you actually asked for some of the stir-fried broccoli we were having and you actually ate it all! Connor, is that you?
Love,
Mom
Wednesday, June 3, 2015
DiDi Is Here!
Dear Connor,
The day that you have been anticipating for so long has finally arrived: Your baby brother is here! Daddy and I brought him home from the hospital today and he was upstairs with PoiPoi when you came home from school. When we told you that your DiDi was upstairs, you started jumping up and down and shouting excitedly, "The baby! The baby is here?! The baby is here!" You were so happy to finally meet him . . . and then you moved on. After you fawned over him for several minutes, your focus suddenly switched to the chocolate bar your teacher had given you at school that day and you kept asking where it was and if you could eat it. Sure, DiDi is adorable but who can compete with chocolate, right?
Love,
Mom
The day that you have been anticipating for so long has finally arrived: Your baby brother is here! Daddy and I brought him home from the hospital today and he was upstairs with PoiPoi when you came home from school. When we told you that your DiDi was upstairs, you started jumping up and down and shouting excitedly, "The baby! The baby is here?! The baby is here!" You were so happy to finally meet him . . . and then you moved on. After you fawned over him for several minutes, your focus suddenly switched to the chocolate bar your teacher had given you at school that day and you kept asking where it was and if you could eat it. Sure, DiDi is adorable but who can compete with chocolate, right?
Love,
Mom
Tuesday, May 5, 2015
That Talk
Dear Connor,
At bedtime last night:
You: Mommy, how did you get pregnant?
Me: Umm . . . Well, Daddy and I wanted to have another baby and then I got pregnant.
You: So you said you wanted to get pregnant and then somebody stuck the baby inside of you?
Me: Uh . . . yeah.
You: Were you at the hospital when you said that?
Me: Um . . . yep!
I'm usually completely honest with you but I'm not ready to have *that* talk with you yet!
Love,
Mom
At bedtime last night:
You: Mommy, how did you get pregnant?
Me: Umm . . . Well, Daddy and I wanted to have another baby and then I got pregnant.
You: So you said you wanted to get pregnant and then somebody stuck the baby inside of you?
Me: Uh . . . yeah.
You: Were you at the hospital when you said that?
Me: Um . . . yep!
I'm usually completely honest with you but I'm not ready to have *that* talk with you yet!
Love,
Mom
Monday, May 4, 2015
Baby Pressure
Dear Connor,
My friends Uncle Hode and Aunt Susan have a little girl named Kaira. We saw them this past weekend and you asked Uncle Hode, "Why does your family only have three people? Why don't you have a brother? You should have another baby so that you have four people in your family."
And Uncle Hode thought the pressure to have another baby from his mom and mother-in-law were bad!
Love,
Mom
My friends Uncle Hode and Aunt Susan have a little girl named Kaira. We saw them this past weekend and you asked Uncle Hode, "Why does your family only have three people? Why don't you have a brother? You should have another baby so that you have four people in your family."
And Uncle Hode thought the pressure to have another baby from his mom and mother-in-law were bad!
Love,
Mom
Thursday, April 30, 2015
Why Oh Why?
Dear Connor,
I love reading to you, but now it takes us about three times as long to get through a single book. Here's why:
Me (reading Alexander and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day): I went to sleep with gum in my mouth-
You: Why does he have gum in his mouth?
Me: Because he was chewing gum. I went to sleep with gum in my mouth and now there's gum in my hair and when I got out of bed this morning I tripped on the skateboard-
You: Why did he trip on the skateboard?
Me: Because he didn't look where he was going. I tripped on the skateboard and by mistake I dropped my sweater in the sink-
You: Why did he drop his sweater in the sink?
Me: It was an accident. I dropped my sweater in the sink while the water was running-
You: Why did he drop it while the water was running?
Me: *big sigh*
Love,
Mom
I love reading to you, but now it takes us about three times as long to get through a single book. Here's why:
Me (reading Alexander and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day): I went to sleep with gum in my mouth-
You: Why does he have gum in his mouth?
Me: Because he was chewing gum. I went to sleep with gum in my mouth and now there's gum in my hair and when I got out of bed this morning I tripped on the skateboard-
You: Why did he trip on the skateboard?
Me: Because he didn't look where he was going. I tripped on the skateboard and by mistake I dropped my sweater in the sink-
You: Why did he drop his sweater in the sink?
Me: It was an accident. I dropped my sweater in the sink while the water was running-
You: Why did he drop it while the water was running?
Me: *big sigh*
Love,
Mom
Monday, April 27, 2015
Pregnant Forever
Dear Connor,
You are so excited to meet your new sibling and ask me all of the time, "Is it June today? Is the baby coming out yet?" Yesterday morning, you commented on how big my belly is and asked me again of it's June. I said nope, not yet and you replied with a *huge* sigh, "You're going to be pregnant forever." No, but it feels like that to me, too!
Love,
Mom
You are so excited to meet your new sibling and ask me all of the time, "Is it June today? Is the baby coming out yet?" Yesterday morning, you commented on how big my belly is and asked me again of it's June. I said nope, not yet and you replied with a *huge* sigh, "You're going to be pregnant forever." No, but it feels like that to me, too!
Love,
Mom
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