The Good Part

Dear Sawyer,

When I saw you this afternoon, you told me you had a good day today. You only had a half-day of school because there were parent-teacher conferences, so when PoiPoi picked you up from the bus stop, she took you all over: Austin Street Pizza for lunch, the library to get new books, Austin Street playground since it was such a nice warm day and McDonald's for a second lunch (?). When I tucked you in tonight, I said, "I'm glad you had such a good day. Some days are bad but hopefully you have more good ones." You replied, "Every day is at least a little good because you're a part of it." Oh Sawyer, you are such a sweet little guy. Thank you for being my son!

Love,

Mom

Our Day at The Met

Dear Sawyer,

Ever since we went to The Metropolitan Museum of Art with your class a few months ago, you have wanted to go back, so we went today. It was much nicer this time because we weren't rushed (the guide that took us around with your classmates was super friendly but I think she was tasked with showing us a big checklist of "musts" in a very small window of time) and we could see everything we wanted to see. The museum is gargantuan and even I got overwhelmed trying to find our way but you really enjoyed picking something you wanted to see (French Impressionist paintings, American wing, armor exhibits), finding it on the map and then following the numbers on the walls to get to the right room. The rest of your siblings (and Daddy) were visibly bored after about an hour at the museum and retreated to one of the cafes, but you and I kept going and we managed to walk through pretty much every part of the museum. You loved seeing the paintings by Monet and Van Gogh ("Water Lilies" is still your favorite), as well as the impressive Medieval Gate, halls of Greek and Roman sculptures and period rooms in the American wing (I think your least favorite was the Egyptian wing with its creepy mummies). We were at the museum for over three hours and I bought you a "Water Lilies" print, which you are super excited to hang in your room. You said you had a really fun day and I'm so glad! Maybe from now on, museum days can be our little thing.

Love,

Mom

Hug It Out

Dear Sawyer,

This morning, you were fed, brushed, dressed and ready for school with more than 10 minutes to spare, so while most school days are me barking at you, "Get your water bottle! Go downstairs! Put on your shoooooooes!!!", I had time today to stop and hug you before you left. Like, really hug you and not just a perfunctory embrace before pushing you toward the door. You hugged me for two seconds and when you realized I wasn't letting go, you immediately wrapped your arms around me again and looked up at me with such love in your eyes. Your eyes were so big, your smile was so sweet and your face looked so happy. Thank you for loving my hugs and thank you for loving me. I wish we had more time to hug like we did this morning. One of my resolutions is to remember to pause often and just take it all in. The laundry hampers might be full, the furniture may be covered in dust and the dinner has to be made but tiny moments like a prolonged hug in the hallway are what really matter.

Here's to more hugging in 2024!

Love,

Mom

Surprise Plant

Dear Sawyer,

You and your older siblings have your own bathroom and I don't go in there often because you guys are responsible for keeping it clean. But clearly, I need to start checking it more frequently because I glanced in there today and noticed a small weed growing out of the sink drain. Um, what? Last week, you did mention to me that there was "a plant in the bathroom" and I had no idea what you were talking about but I was in the midst of dinner/laundry/homework craziness so I didn't follow up. Now I see what you were talking about. I don't know what you guys have been doing (other than obviously NOT cleaning the sink) but all of the bacteria, mold and gunk in your sink drain have somehow sprouted plant life??? I am perplexed!

Love,

Mom

Laugh Track

Dear Sawyer,

Ever since you were a tiny little Sawyer, there is one thing that completely cracks you up like nothing else: watching someone accidentally bump into a wall. When you were 3 or 4 years old, we saw a commercial where an elevator door opens up but there is a wall inside the elevator so this unsuspecting guy walks into the elevator, only to crash into the wall (I have absolutely no idea what the commercial was for). You laughed SO HARD. And your laugh is so cute that I replayed the commercial over and over just to hear it. I think I replayed the commercial about a dozen times and each time, you released a fit of giggles! And to this day, you laugh uncontrollably when you see someone walk straight into a wall. MuiMui was trying keep up with me the other day and wasn't paying attention to her surroundings, so she walked into the dining room wall and you LOST it! (MuiMui was okay, so it's fine that you were laughing. Kind of.)

There is only one other thing that has made you laugh harder than when someone crashed into a wall. One time, I told you this joke: "A bear and a rabbit are standing next to each other in the woods. The bear turns to the rabbit and asks, 'Do you have a problem with poop sticking to your fur?' The rabbit answers, 'No, I don't.' So the bear picks the rabbit up and uses him to wipe his butt." The second you understood that the bear used the rabbit for toilet paper, you giggled like crazy! You giggled so hard, you walked over to your bed and fell onto it in a fit of giggles. You got up, still laughing, and even slapped your leg a few times in your merriment. And everyone in our family started laughing, too, because your giggles were so infectious! Oh Sawyer, I hope your laugh never changes!

Love,

Mom

Museum Day

Dear Sawyer,

Today, I was lucky enough to be a parent chaperone for your class trip to The Metropolitan Museum of Art. I was excited that your teacher picked me because a) it was the first time I got to chaperone one of your class trips and b) it was your first time going to The Met and I was glad to be there with you.

You and I have gone to the American Museum of Natural History many times because, duh, dinosaurs but I never took you to The Met because I didn't think you'd be interested in the art. I was waiting for you to be a little older but I shouldn't have because you really enjoyed seeing all of the different sculptures and paintings today. Your class split into several groups and the tour guide for our group took us on a kind of "greatest hits" tour of the museum where we saw works by Monet, Degas, Renoir, Picasso, Pollack and Twombly. You listened intently to what she said about each piece we stopped to look at and said Monet's "Water Lilies" was your favorite artwork.

My favorite? How happy you looked when we sat next to each other on the bus rides to and from the museum. The other chaperones' kids sat with their friends but you said you wanted to sit next to me. And during the rides, you smiled up at me and hugged me several times. I could tell that you were really happy that I was there with you and I was touched that you are not "too cool" to hug your mom in front of your classmates. I had so much fun with you today, sweetie, and promise to take you back to The Met again soon!

Love,

Mom

In Da Club

Dear Sawyer,

Every Friday, JieJie has a Fitness class where she and her classmates go to the school weight room and exercise. She was telling us about it at dinner last night and that prompted a conversation about how Daddy and I used to work out at a gym before we had kids. You and I had this exchange:

Me: I used to go to the gym every day from Sunday to Thursday. Then on Fridays and Saturdays, I went clubbing with my friends.

You: The chess club?

Me: Um, yes, exactly.

You: Nice! I got it on the first guess!

Hehehe :-)

Love,

Mom