Sunday, January 25, 2015

Dear Keaton,



The biggest news is that you are officially on your way to getting your eagle, and already have attended 2 scouting pow wows!  You are up to 6 merit badges already, and just need to create a geocache to get your 7th!  I am so proud of the work you have done.  I am also so grateful for your father, and how he is signing you up for these and doing the homework and requirements with you.  You are lucky to have him as a dad and I hope you thank him someday.  

You are turning into a teenager right before my eyes.  Now that I am working at your school I do occasionally see you in the halls.  Sadly, you already try not to make eye contact with me in the halls unless I touch your arm, but I understand.  You are doing okay in class, seem to either get A's or F's, which I am trying to understand.  I know part of it is that this school's tests are quite harder than other elementaries and you actually have to study for the tests, but I think you are learning that you have to work for your good grades, which is a very good lesson to learn at your age.  Your Nexus 7 tablet that you asked for for Christmas has been taken away for the last few weeks because of it until we see all A's and B's. 

Your favorite friend is still Landon, although you have been doing as I had asked and starting branching out a little bit more, which is great.  You are still playing the trumpet for school, and we are trying to remember to get you to practice playing it every night.  I have a terrible time getting you to read lately, which is bad because that is one of the grades that needs to be brought up, so we are working on that.  You are such a good worker though, and you know how to clean when you want to.  Yesterday, you volunteered to help me with the bathrooms and I was really surprised at how well you cleaned them.  I didn't have to make you redo anything, which seems to be the norm with the other kids (it is probably due to age).   Still, your hard work made me so happy.

You are such a good kid.  Every now and then you tease your brothers and sister and remind me of your father, but for the most part, I love how well you treat everyone and how respectful you are of those older than you.  I can't wait until you are made a deacon in a few week so we will have another priesthood holder in our home, and to take you to the temple to do baptisms.  

I love how you still want me to tuck you in every night, how you will put mustard or BBQ sauce on anything, are starting to say amazing prayers, live in that navy hoodie with the your sleeves rolled up to the elbows, want to walk home from church each Sunday with friends, can't wait to get out sharing time, insist on taking your tennis shoes every day to school so you can play soccer at recess with your friends and slyly keep them on for the rest of school even though it is out of uniform.  I love you so much.

Love, 
Mom



















Sunday, January 18, 2015

Dear Sam,


We are already halfway through the school year, and I can see great changes in you.  Although school is not your favorite thing, you continue to get pretty good grades.  Santa brought you a Samsung tablet for Christmas and me and your Dad told you guys that it would be taken away if your grades didn't stay up.  This last week we had a bimonthly report card (which is not a final report card).  However, it showed all A's and B's except for 1 F in Spelling, so we had to confiscate it.  (We also had to take away Keaton's, so it wasn't just you).  We want you boys to get used to having A's and B's and working hard to keep those grades up and we think that this will be a good motivator. 

You seem to like me being at the school full-time, and your anxiety as far as school has dropped dramatically because of it.  I occasionally get a glimpse of you in the halls or at recess, and I am happy that you are not too cool yet not to wave or come say hi to your old mom.  All of your teachers say good things about you, especially your reading group teacher, Mrs. Simpson.  She says she only has you and one other boy in your reading group.  That other kid seems to be gone a lot leaving just you and Mrs. Simpson and she says that she honestly would much rather be with you one-on-one than the other kid.  She says you tell her great stories about home and I think she probably knows more about me than I probably would want her to.  Anyway, she always has something nice to say about you and says you are a great kid.

You were put in a higher math at the start of the year, but you started to get overwhelmed with all the homework and we could tell that you needed some help with your multiplication so the school moved you to another class that specializes in multiplication.  It has made such a difference!  It is a little too easy for you so you never seem to have homework and you already seem to have picked up some of the facts that were causing you trouble.  I am so glad we made the switch!  I am really grateful for APA and how they are able to help kids wherever it is that they need help so they can become confident.  It is such a blessing.

You are still the most popular one in the house and everyone that comes to door comes for you.  We seem to always get a group of 5 or 6 boys downstairs playing video games and for some reason all I hear is you.  When you get loud, you get loud.  You also like to be the boss and tell the others what to do.  I can hear that for myself.  Luckily most of the boys don't seem to mind and follow your lead.  It makes me laugh though.

It was so neat to be able to go to the Odgen Temple Dedication with you, Keek and Papa.  It was your first one and I was so proud to have both my boys with us.  I was your primary teacher for the past 6 months or so, and I really enjoyed that time with you.  I wish I had the whole year.  It was over before I knew it!  Now I am Jack's primary teacher and he is so happy to have me with him all through church.  I am so lucky to be able to see so much of my cute kids.

You are still taking art lessons from Mr. Winget and you now have quite an impressive portfolio.  You are now the only one taking lessons of some kind.  I am glad we found something that you enjoy. 

Me and you were a little nervous about going to Disneyland, but I was so proud of the way you managed your anxiety during the trip.  If a certain ride made you anxious, you were able to stand your ground and say you weren't going on it, and consequently, I think you never did have an anxious moment on the trip.  I could tell you are starting to get old because all you wanted to ride was the roller coaster-type and you begged me to go on Space Mountain, one of your favorites.  I used to love Space Mountain but I was avoiding that one this time because it made me nervous.  However, I couldn't say no to you and me and you ended up sitting in the very front, with Papa just behind us.  I did have a few panicky moments in the ride and will not go on it again, but I am glad that I did try it for you.

I love how you are not too old to cuddle, and will snuggle right up to me if I will let you.  I love how you like to stay up reading books with a flashlight and have read many in the last few months.  I love your big dimples when you smile, your willingness to try all new food that is placed before you, your sensitive soul and the many chats we have had just you and I.  You are an amazing kid and I am so happy to be your mom.

Love, 
Mom















Dear Emmi,


I don't know where you came from, but you are such a little ham.  It was reinforced to me as I uploaded these pictures of you over these last few months.  Your Aunt Abby said it perfectly a couple of weeks ago when you slept over at her house during the school break.  You ended up coming home early, having come down with strep throat.  Aunt Abby said, "I knew she was sick.  She was not her usual bubbly, happy self!" The K-3 director at your school said to me just this Friday, "I just have to say that your little Emmi is just adorable.  Every time I would look at her today she would have the biggest smile."  She went on to ask if all of my children are always that happy, and I said yes but the more I thought about it later, I realized that you are definitely the most bubbly and happy of all my children.  It might be partly your gender or just plain your personality, I don't know, but it is so fun to have your infectious spirit in our home and I am so proud to be your mom.

Last week you came home from school with a "card move" for being disruptive.  I saw it on your learning plan and said "Em, what is this for?"  You looked at me, broke out in a big grin and and exploded in this sinister giggle that only you could do.  I said, "No, really Emmi, what did you do?"  You said, "this IS what I did" and starting laughing again.  Ha ha.. we had a good laugh about that.  I can see why you got that card move.

You are no stranger to a "card move" here and there, but overall you are doing so well in school, and getting very good grades.  All I hear from the other teachers is that you have lots of friends and like to chat, but that you are a very good girl.  Now that I am there at your school full-time, it has been so fun to see you in the halls and out at recess.  I see you way more than I see your brothers, and I always look forward to being with you out on the playground, sharing snacks, jumping rope and chatting with you and your friends.  I hope you like me being at the school as much as I like being there.  I hope to be there for years and years.

We had such a great time in Disneyland back in December with our family and you were such a good sport driving to and from, with having Grandma B's dog, Baby, with you in the back for part of the trip.  You do love animals, especially dogs and I knew you would take good care of her. 

You and your friends love to play school and I can hear you in your room trying to teach your friends (would do not go to APA) how to teach APA-style.  You were so excited when I started substituting and let me practice my group instruction with you, and you helped me when I needed it.  You say you want to be a teacher and I do think that if you want to, you could be a great one.  I also played school and wanted to be a teacher when I was little.  For Christmas, Santa brought you an easel so you could stop playing school with markers on your mirror (arrrgh!) and a kid-friendly tablet.  Over the break your big brothers finally taught you how to pay Minecraft on the Xbox and now it is also a favorite thing of yours to do (to your brother's dismay).  I love to hear the three of you playing in our new game room together though, laughing and having a good time.

Unfortunately, I had to pull you out of piano lessons.  I could never remember to have you practice and when I did ask you to practice, you never were willing.  It is too expensive if you are not going to practice so we had to pull the plug on it.  I hope that one day you will have the desire to play and practice on your own.  You were just starting to get good.  So right now you are not taking any lessons, which is nice for me as I am still getting used to working a full day, but I hope to put you back into something soon because you were born to entertain.

I love the funny faces you like to pull, the way you like to look at yourself in the mirror, your continual obsession with gum, and how you have to have lip gloss if I am wearing any.  I love how you memorize things so easily and sing the Articles of Faith all the time.  Me and your Dad love you oh so much.  I can't wait to see all the good things that you will see and do in your life.

Love,
Mom