I’m thrilled to continue with the second month of Letters to Our Sons, and would love for you to click on the link at the end of this post to check out the rest of the circle. I promise it’s worth it – these women are talented with both their words and their photos!
So, the things I’ve learned this month are as follows:
My bum is toooo big (that will teach me not to lie, I told you once that mommy was too big for the tub, because I didn’t want to get in with you, lesson learned).
On any given day, you are either not ‘cute, dowable (adorable), sweet, or nice’ or you are, depending on your mood. I, however, happen to think you are all of those, every day.
Baby Ritz crackers are now ‘gwoss’ but fishy crackers are still ‘gooooood.’ You like cooked green and red peppers as long as you can pick them out of my wrap. You like cooked green beans. You say you like mac & cheese, but you don’t eat it and just play with it. You are basically surviving on a few bites of meat, oatmeal, peanut butter toast, apples, blueberries and grapes. Oh, and the previously mentioned fishy crackers.
Disgusting is ‘ungusting,’ granola is ‘angola,’ ketchup is ‘checkup’ and accident used to be ‘annicent’ until today.
Your sister is now the preferred kisser of boo-boo’s, hugger, and cuddler in the rocking chair when you are hurt or just generally upset because things are not going your way.
You think mommy is a ‘bossy little lady’ and that is ok, because mommy happens to think that some days you are a ‘bossy little boy’ lol.
Potatoes are ‘umtatoes,’ computer is ‘umpooter,’ girls are ‘goils’ (which makes me giggle and reminds me of when your sister was your age and used to say Tim Horton’s with some random accent that sounded like she was from the Bronx, or maybe Boston, I don’t know which lol).
You repeat things. A lot. ‘You nice mommy, you nice.’ ‘Daddy at work mommy, at work.’ ‘You love puppies mommy, you love puppies.’ You=me or I by the way.
You have suddenly decided you don’t want to nap in your bed. I can usually get you to sleep in my bed, but that becomes a problem when I have your little friend in a playpen in my room, or if I actually have things I need to do during naptime because our bed is so high, and I’m afraid you’ll hurt yourself flipping off it. What to do? Get you a toddler bed? Mommy isn’t ready for you to have a big boy bed. Neither of us is ready for you to give up naps! So we got you a big boy bed, and Daddy put it together today, complete with your McQueen bedding even though character bedding makes me cringe. It’s worth it to see how excited you are! We found you late this afternoon, sitting in your new bed, reading to your ‘dudes’ 🙂 Fingers crossed we all have a good night’s sleep tonight!
I catch you playing little games with your ‘dudes’ – making up stories or chattering to your teddy or puppy. Tucking them in under blankets, snuggling with them on the rocking chair. Giving them hugs when you say they are sad. You love books more than ever, especially when daddy reads them to you with funny voices.
You are still the sweetest, cuddliest, most amazing little boy I know. Love you so much xoxox.
Please click through to Rachel McConoughey’s blog to read her beautiful letter to her son 🙂