Dear Sam,

 

I just got called a couple of weeks ago to be your primary teacher.  I have never been called as a primary teacher, just substituted here and there, so this is my very first class.  I am so excited that it is your class.  I have loved being with you in class and sharing time the last couple of weeks.  You are pretty reverent for the most part, unless I am sitting by you and then you are constantly trying to ask me questions that are not at all related to what the person up front is teaching us.  You are such a good kid and I tell how hard you are trying to pay attention and learn.  

The day before school was let out, Birdie reached on top of your glasses when you were asleep, and you found them all chewed up without the lens that next morning.  They were actually to small for you anyway, so you and your Dad went into the doc and got a new prescription and ordered some new glasses.  You picked out some good ones.  I love how excited you were to show Grandma B when they arrived, and how I had to almost wake you up to take this pic after you had already gone to bed because she wanted to see them too.  You are such a handsome boy.  You remind me so much of my brother, that it is not even funny.  You are both built the same way and have a lot of the same interests.  I love that.  You know by now how great of person your Uncle J is, and how much I admire him. 

Speaking of being built like Uncle J, you are so solid.  When you were swimming the last couple of weeks at swimming lessons, I couldn't believe how buff you are.  I know that you don't like being heavier and bigger than your big brother, but most of that really is muscle.  You could be quite the athlete if you ever wanted to go that route.  Right now you are not interested, and that is okay.  There will always be time for sports if you want to do them.

I love how you are still obsessed with Minecraft, and playing as much as possible with your buddy named Ethan down the street.  You would get wet every day with the hose if I would let you and are constantly begging to go swimming.  You will eat and love everything I make for dinner, (the only one of your siblings to do so), the only exception being Jalepeno cheese soup, (which I haven't really figured out yet).  I love how every knock on the door in the afternoon is usually for you, and it seems like you are favorite of all the boys here around us.  You get along with everyone, except maybe for Emmi and her friends, who you like to tease.  Your excitement of life is contagious and I hope you will always be that way.  I love you so much.

Love, 

Mom

 

Dear Emmi

You are my little fishy.  You love the water and are really good at it too.  Last year you passed off two levels during the one session and we will find out here in the next few days if you passed off two levels this session.  All I know is that you like to be the first in line during class so you get to go first and have so far done just that.  I love to watch you swim and see how happy it makes you.

I also loved to watch your first musical theatre recital.  Your group's theme was "All Around the World" and your class performed five different songs (sung them with dance moves).  You are quite the performer on stage and your grin was huge.  Musical theatre seems like a really good fit for you, being the ham that you are.  After the recital I asked if you want to do it again next year and you said, "Well, that was quite a lot of fun"..  Ha ha.  I think that was a yes.

You love to play with friends and like to try to skip out on chores and be out there finding someone to play with at the crack of dawn.  You just recently starting riding your new bike that you got for Christmas and love to ride up and down the street.  When you are inside, you and your friends are usually in your room playing with your "American Girl" dolls or Ever After High barbie dolls.

I love that you wanted to learn how to clean the bathrooms and have now helped me clean our three bathrooms for the past two weeks. You favorite part is cleaning the toilet, and I still haven't figured that one out yet. It is fun to be in there with you, cleaning, chatting and listening to the music.  In the past you haven't been the most helpful, your brothers usually cleaning more than you have done on Saturdays, but you have done more than your share recently.  Now if we can just get you to be excited about cleaning your room.;)  I love you Mouse!

Love,
Mom