Dear Jack Gray...
Last night, when Poppy, Daddy and I were tucking you in Poppy said.. "Goodnight Little Man." You turned right around.. and said "Night-night Big Fella." I have no clue where you picked this up from but it was hilarious. Almost as hilarious as when Poppy gave you a kiss the other day and you covered your face with your blankie and said "Stinky mouth, Poppy." Daddy and I couldn't stop laughing and Poppy Jock thought it was pretty funny as well. He did rush off to brush his teeth straight after.. nothing like the honesty of a 3 year old.
All My Love,
Mummy xoxo
Friday, April 4, 2008
Thursday, April 3, 2008
4.3.2008
Dear Jack Gray...
Today... 3 days after you turned three.. I swear you have already grown from your terrible two's. You have advanced into a more mature version of your former self.. one who can now explain why he is melting down and what he does and doesn't want or like.
Your favorite protest as of late is to yell "Mommy QUIET!" when I ask you not to do something, tell you off for doing something wrong or if I just look at you the wrong way and you are in a sassy mood.
I am not liking this "Mommy quiet!" thing at all.. but I do relish the moments that come once you realize you may have hurt mommy's feelings. You cannot stand to think that Mommy may be sad so you always make up with me in less than a minute by embracing me or my legs.. depending on whether I am sitting or standing, rubbing my face or arm and saying "Mommy happy.. friends, mommy, friends." It truly melts my heart and makes me forget that you just screamed "Mommy quiet" at me. Boy, you are good and you are only three.
Tonight we put you and Sam to bed early as you were both clearly exhausted from a day in the garden. It was 6:30 p.m. and the sun was still up... as Daddy and I left the room you said.. "Mommy, turn off light outside?" Daddy then explained that it would get dark very soon.. you just accepted this and 10 minutes later you were snoring away... so was Daddy (on the couch.)
Oh.. one more thing.. Thank you for helping me weed by the way. I haven't seen a faster weed tosser outer in all of my 31 years. It was made even more adorable by the fact that you were pants-less and had a dusty bum from sitting in the dirt. Just priceless.
All My Love, Mummy xoxo
Today... 3 days after you turned three.. I swear you have already grown from your terrible two's. You have advanced into a more mature version of your former self.. one who can now explain why he is melting down and what he does and doesn't want or like.
Your favorite protest as of late is to yell "Mommy QUIET!" when I ask you not to do something, tell you off for doing something wrong or if I just look at you the wrong way and you are in a sassy mood.
I am not liking this "Mommy quiet!" thing at all.. but I do relish the moments that come once you realize you may have hurt mommy's feelings. You cannot stand to think that Mommy may be sad so you always make up with me in less than a minute by embracing me or my legs.. depending on whether I am sitting or standing, rubbing my face or arm and saying "Mommy happy.. friends, mommy, friends." It truly melts my heart and makes me forget that you just screamed "Mommy quiet" at me. Boy, you are good and you are only three.
Tonight we put you and Sam to bed early as you were both clearly exhausted from a day in the garden. It was 6:30 p.m. and the sun was still up... as Daddy and I left the room you said.. "Mommy, turn off light outside?" Daddy then explained that it would get dark very soon.. you just accepted this and 10 minutes later you were snoring away... so was Daddy (on the couch.)
Oh.. one more thing.. Thank you for helping me weed by the way. I haven't seen a faster weed tosser outer in all of my 31 years. It was made even more adorable by the fact that you were pants-less and had a dusty bum from sitting in the dirt. Just priceless.
All My Love, Mummy xoxo
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