Friday, February 6, 2026

Lazy Day

Dear Sawyer,

JieJie is usually very helpful but sometimes she is also tired and cranky, so when you are packing up your school things in the morning, she doesn't always assist, even if you ask her to. The other morning was one of those tired-and-cranky mornings for her, so when you asked her to help you put folders and things in your backpack, she just stared at you. And so you snapped, "Oh, I see you decided to be lazy today." Hahaha! I'm not used to hearing such sass from you!

Love,
Mom

Wednesday, October 29, 2025

Sweet Thanks

Dear Sawyer,

I was cleaning up the kitchen after dinner last night when you brought in your dishes and told me, "Mama, thank you for everything that you do for us." Honestly, it took me by surprise because your comment seemingly came out of nowhere but I appreciated it so much. Thank you, sweetie!

Love,
Mom

Thursday, October 23, 2025

Favorite Person

Dear Sawyer,

When we said good night tonight, you told me, "You're my favorite person in the whole world. I'm so glad you're my mama." Oh, my sweet little boy. I love you so much and I am so grateful for you. Thank you for making me feel so special.

Love,
Mom

Wednesday, April 23, 2025

Permission Slip Slip

Dear Sawyer,

When I said good night to you last night, I apologized because I had forgotten to sign your permission slip. You replied, "It's okay. I know you have a lot on your mind." Thank you for being so understanding, sweetie!

Love,
Mom

Friday, April 4, 2025

Giving Thanks

Dear Sawyer,

I signed you up for an after-school program with the Intrepid Museum and you had your first class this past Wednesday. The topic was constellations and you learned about their history and stories. You also got to draw your own constellation. You really enjoyed the class and later that night, thanked me for signing you up. You also said, "And thank you for planning Montreal and all the other trips we go on and making sure we have fun things to do." Oh, sweetie! Thank you for that! It means so much to me that you appreciate it all.

Love,
Mom

Sunday, February 16, 2025

Delayed Response

Dear Sawyer,

We were walking home together last week when you said, "Mama, wait, I have something in my shoe." I made a joke and said, "Your foot." You didn't get it, though, and said, "No my shoe. I have something in my shoe." I repeated, "Your foot." You replied, "No, I have something in my sh--oh!" And then you laughed.

Another time, I told you and MuiMui that I was going to Manhattan the next day. MuiMui said, "Buy me something that I love!" I joked, "But I'm not going to be on sale." There was silence for about 30 seconds and then the two of you started laughing at the same time.

Hahaha! Love the delayed reactions!

Love,
Mom

Friday, February 14, 2025

Happy Hug

Dear Sawyer,

I went into your room earlier today and noticed that you have a pile of about a dozen used Q-tips on your dresser. As MuiMui used to say when she was younger: ew, yuck! The bathroom trash can is two feet away from your room--apparently walking over to it and throwing away the Q-tips is too taxing? Or perhaps you are conducting a science experiment with old earwax? #gross

On a less disgusting note, your winter concert was yesterday and your class did such a great job! You sang "Downtown" and "New York State of Mind" and despite them being "older" songs, you really liked singing them. I am grateful that I always have the time to come and see your performances, especially when I see how happy you are that I am there. When the parents were lining up to enter the auditorium, your class walked by and you waved excitedly to me when you saw me. Once we were all seated in the auditorium, you kept turning around in your seat to smile and wave to me. After the show, your class was lined up near the school entrance as I was leaving. When you saw me, you smiled and waved and then got out of line and ran over to me to hug me. You hugged me for awhile, too, and didn't care that your whole class was watching us. Thank you for loving me so much, baby bear!

Love,
Mom