Dear Sawyer,
We met up with Aunt Sarin, Uncle Austin and your cousin Julietta for lunch yesterday and afterward, Aunt Sarin took us to a bakery so that she could buy you kids a treat. You and JieJie walked up to the colorful display case housing cookies, cupcakes and other sugary goodies and Aunt Sarin asked you to pick out what you wanted. JieJie picked out a pink-frosted cupcake and you chose a chocolate-frosted one. Aunt Sarin turned to me and asked me if that was okay. I saw a green frosting leaf on top of the cupcake, assumed it was a mint chocolate cupcake and said, "Sure." Aunt Sarin then proceeded to pay for the cupcakes when Uncle Austin jumped in and said, "Wait, I think the leaf cupcake has CBD in it." He asked the cashier if that was true and she nodded, which means Aunt Sarin almost gave you a cupcake with drugs in it!!! She didn't know what the green leaf really meant, either! Thank goodness Uncle Austin did!
I am not sure what would have happened to you had you eaten the, er, enhanced cupcake (My guess: "Wow, Sawyer is taking such a long nap today!" Daddy's guess: "Man, Sawyer is asking for a lot of snacks.") but I am really relieved we didn't find out! Aunt Sarin and I texted this morning and were still laughing about the mix-up. We will most likely be telling this story at every family gathering for the rest of our lives!
I had no idea that it is now legal to sell CBD-laced products in New York. I have since learned that it does not have the same psychoactive effects as straight marijuana but whether it's safe for kids is still in debate. When we walked into the bakery with two little kids, how did the cashier not feel the need to warn us about the ingredients when we picked out the CBD cupcake?!
Love,
Mom
Monday, October 29, 2018
Wednesday, October 24, 2018
Speeding Ahead
Dear Sawyer,
You were on a roll today and impressed me with several of your newly acquired skills. First, you were playing in the attic and when I went up there to check on you, I saw that you had completed the giant firetruck puzzle all on your own. You have always been good at puzzles but the firetruck puzzle has a lot of pieces. Nice!
Second, you learned a Halloween song at school ("Ghosts and goblins, cat and bats, I'm not afraid of this or that . . . ") and you sang the entire song at dinner. I am proud of you for being able to remember all of the words!
You are growing up so fast, so I take comfort in the "babyish" things you still do. I love how you always ask me to hold you like a baby and how you rest your head in my lap when we watch TV together. It's sweet that every night at dinner, you eat for about 10 minutes and then get off your chair, walk over to me and say, "Lap lap, please." Then I pull you into my lap and feed you the rest of your dinner. I still get amused when you mispronounce certain words and names: lellow (yellow), lummy (yummy), lucky (yucky), pahcorn (popcorn), vechables (vegetables), torteewa (tortilla), waterlemon (watermelon), peetend (pretend), poweese (police), scawee (scary), ungabeads (Aquabeads), Nofia (Sofia), Cwaire (Claire), Oviler (Oliver). It also makes me smile when you say things grammatically incorrect, such as "The whole family pick up me!" (You exclaimed this one Friday when Daddy, GuhGaw, JieJie and I all came to pick you up from school.) And finally, when you are sad, hurt or tired, you immediately run to me, say "Up, please," rest your head on my shoulder after I pick you up and hug me tight. Don't lose these baby behaviors too soon, mmkay?
Love,
Mom
You were on a roll today and impressed me with several of your newly acquired skills. First, you were playing in the attic and when I went up there to check on you, I saw that you had completed the giant firetruck puzzle all on your own. You have always been good at puzzles but the firetruck puzzle has a lot of pieces. Nice!
Second, you learned a Halloween song at school ("Ghosts and goblins, cat and bats, I'm not afraid of this or that . . . ") and you sang the entire song at dinner. I am proud of you for being able to remember all of the words!
You are growing up so fast, so I take comfort in the "babyish" things you still do. I love how you always ask me to hold you like a baby and how you rest your head in my lap when we watch TV together. It's sweet that every night at dinner, you eat for about 10 minutes and then get off your chair, walk over to me and say, "Lap lap, please." Then I pull you into my lap and feed you the rest of your dinner. I still get amused when you mispronounce certain words and names: lellow (yellow), lummy (yummy), lucky (yucky), pahcorn (popcorn), vechables (vegetables), torteewa (tortilla), waterlemon (watermelon), peetend (pretend), poweese (police), scawee (scary), ungabeads (Aquabeads), Nofia (Sofia), Cwaire (Claire), Oviler (Oliver). It also makes me smile when you say things grammatically incorrect, such as "The whole family pick up me!" (You exclaimed this one Friday when Daddy, GuhGaw, JieJie and I all came to pick you up from school.) And finally, when you are sad, hurt or tired, you immediately run to me, say "Up, please," rest your head on my shoulder after I pick you up and hug me tight. Don't lose these baby behaviors too soon, mmkay?
Love,
Mom
Monday, October 22, 2018
Baby Behavior
Dear Sawyer,
For the past few days, you have often been asking me, "Can you hold me like a baby?" And even though you currently weight 32 pounds and I can cradle you for no more than five minutes before my arms start growing weak, I oblige every time you ask me because pretty soon, you will be too big for me to cradle for even one minute.
Once I cradle you in my arms, you keep the game going by resting your head against my chest and saying, "Goo goo gah gah!" Sometimes you ask me in a high-pitched voice (a.k.a. the voice you use whenever you pretend you are a baby), "Rockabye Baby?" So I will sing "Rockabye Baby" to you and you will close your eyes and pretend to fall asleep. Three-years-old-going-on-three-months!
Love,
Mom
For the past few days, you have often been asking me, "Can you hold me like a baby?" And even though you currently weight 32 pounds and I can cradle you for no more than five minutes before my arms start growing weak, I oblige every time you ask me because pretty soon, you will be too big for me to cradle for even one minute.
Once I cradle you in my arms, you keep the game going by resting your head against my chest and saying, "Goo goo gah gah!" Sometimes you ask me in a high-pitched voice (a.k.a. the voice you use whenever you pretend you are a baby), "Rockabye Baby?" So I will sing "Rockabye Baby" to you and you will close your eyes and pretend to fall asleep. Three-years-old-going-on-three-months!
Love,
Mom
Wednesday, October 17, 2018
Wardrobe Assistance
Dear Sawyer,
When you woke up this morning, you walked into my room wearing nothing but your underwear! I asked you where your pajamas were and you replied, "I took the monkey pajamas off all by myself!" And when it was time to get ready for school, you were able to put on your socks without my help. I am proud of how independent you are becoming! You even assist me with my own clothes sometimes! If the bottom of my shirt is bunched up around my waist, you straighten it out. And when the bottoms of my leggings are riding up around my calves, you pull them back down to my ankles. You always notice how things "should" be (i.e. if I leave a dresser drawer or kitchen cabinet open, I can always count on you to close them) and are quick to correct them. Thanks, sweetie!
Love,
Mom
When you woke up this morning, you walked into my room wearing nothing but your underwear! I asked you where your pajamas were and you replied, "I took the monkey pajamas off all by myself!" And when it was time to get ready for school, you were able to put on your socks without my help. I am proud of how independent you are becoming! You even assist me with my own clothes sometimes! If the bottom of my shirt is bunched up around my waist, you straighten it out. And when the bottoms of my leggings are riding up around my calves, you pull them back down to my ankles. You always notice how things "should" be (i.e. if I leave a dresser drawer or kitchen cabinet open, I can always count on you to close them) and are quick to correct them. Thanks, sweetie!
Love,
Mom
Monday, October 15, 2018
Silly Sous Chef
Dear Sawyer,
You were helping me make chocolate peanut butter banana bread this afternoon, so you were standing next to me at the kitchen counter. You were on top of the step stool, which put you right at the height of the metal mixing bowl I was using on the counter. And as I mixed the batter, I watched out of the corner of my eye as you played with your reflection in the metal bowl: You were making silly faces, rolling your eyes and sticking out your tongue at yourself. It was such a cute, funny, sweet and innocent childhood moment and I held in my laughter so that I wouldn't interrupt it and make it end. I love your silly side, Sawyer!
Love,
Mom
You were helping me make chocolate peanut butter banana bread this afternoon, so you were standing next to me at the kitchen counter. You were on top of the step stool, which put you right at the height of the metal mixing bowl I was using on the counter. And as I mixed the batter, I watched out of the corner of my eye as you played with your reflection in the metal bowl: You were making silly faces, rolling your eyes and sticking out your tongue at yourself. It was such a cute, funny, sweet and innocent childhood moment and I held in my laughter so that I wouldn't interrupt it and make it end. I love your silly side, Sawyer!
Love,
Mom
Friday, October 5, 2018
Sleepy Student
Dear Sawyer,
You are enjoying school and look forward to going every day. When it is time to leave the house, you proudly and eagerly put on your backpack and insist on holding on to both straps as you walk--I'm not sure if it's because it makes you feel more like a big boy? After we arrive at the school, most of your classmates are jumping around or running all over the gym but you always obediently go to the black line and stand there to wait for your teachers. When the teachers come to get you, you walk calmly and coolly into the classroom (still holding both of your backpack shoulder straps) and don't even look back at me (*sniff sniff).
You like your teachers and classmates and you definitely like the classroom toys and playing on the school playground! But you miss your afternoon nap on school days and that has been a little tough on you. After you came home from school yesterday, you played in your room for a few minutes and then found me and sleepily asked, "Can I lay down in your lap because it's comfortable? Can you hold me like a baby?" I rocked you for awhile and then I told you to hang out in JieJie's room while I cooked dinner. After I had been in the kitchen for several minutes, JieJie came downstairs and told me that you had fallen asleep in your chair!
Aww, my tired little guy!
Love,
Mom
You are enjoying school and look forward to going every day. When it is time to leave the house, you proudly and eagerly put on your backpack and insist on holding on to both straps as you walk--I'm not sure if it's because it makes you feel more like a big boy? After we arrive at the school, most of your classmates are jumping around or running all over the gym but you always obediently go to the black line and stand there to wait for your teachers. When the teachers come to get you, you walk calmly and coolly into the classroom (still holding both of your backpack shoulder straps) and don't even look back at me (*sniff sniff).
You like your teachers and classmates and you definitely like the classroom toys and playing on the school playground! But you miss your afternoon nap on school days and that has been a little tough on you. After you came home from school yesterday, you played in your room for a few minutes and then found me and sleepily asked, "Can I lay down in your lap because it's comfortable? Can you hold me like a baby?" I rocked you for awhile and then I told you to hang out in JieJie's room while I cooked dinner. After I had been in the kitchen for several minutes, JieJie came downstairs and told me that you had fallen asleep in your chair!
Aww, my tired little guy!
Love,
Mom
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