Thursday, October 22, 2015

Squawk Talk

Dear Sawyer,

Your newest behaviors: sucking on your fingers so hard that it makes a loud, smacking noise; observing everything around you super intently, whether it is me drinking water or your siblings dancing; squawking loudly; smiling a lot whenever we play with squeaky toys.

Love,
Mom

Wednesday, October 14, 2015

Two Messes, One Mama

Dear Sawyer,

Tonight, you had a poop explosion that leaked down your leg about 30 seconds before JieJie had an accident and peed on the floor. Aaagh! Which kid to clean up first?!

Love,
Mom

Wednesday, October 7, 2015

Mama's Boy

Dear Sawyer,

When GuhGaw was 4 months old, I thought this age was so difficult because he needed to be nursed, changed and held all of the time. But now that I'm an "experienced" mom and you are 4 months old, I am loving this age! All you need is to be nursed, changed and held all of the time! I don't have to plan snacks or cook dinner for you because my boobs automatically make all of the food you need. I don't have to rush you to the bathroom or clean up pee accidents on the floor because you're not potty training yet. And who wouldn't love holding and cuddling with a sweet baby all day? It's definitely preferable to trying to get a stubborn toddler to brush her teeth or telling a kindergartener for the 100th time to stop goofing around and finish his homework.



You are such an adorable little guy and your smile warms my heart so much. I love that you smile and laugh all of the time and that you're really ticklish. I love the way you play with your fingers and how you always bite your bottom lip. It's so cute when you stick out your tongue and energetically kick your feet when you get excited. I'm impressed at how well you can grip things and that you can push yourself up to sit on your own (for a few seconds, anyway). And even though it makes things a little difficult for me, I do love that you have become super attached to me. Sometimes you want me and only me and even though Daddy or PoiPoi are holding you, you will cry and scream at the top of your lungs until I hold you. That means I can't always get a lot done and I can't go out without you for long periods of time, but it makes me feel so special when you are crying but immediately stop and start smiling as soon as you're in my arms.

Love,
Mom