Tuesday, August 23, 2011

dear adrian, part 2

Dear Adrian,

I’m glad you are okay, but it made me sad to hear that when Malia gave you her apology letter, you crumpled it up and threw it at her. I also heard that you aren’t very nice to other kids and often don’t behave in class. I’ll pray for you.

Malia’s Mom

(I didn't give him a letter, but it's what I would've said if I did. )

Sunday, August 21, 2011

dear adrian

Dear Adrian,

I am so so so so so so sooo sorry for what I have done on Friday. I hope you feel better when you get this note. Now I know to never chase you again in my whole life and I will now chase other people like you. Because my mom tahgt me a lesson about that so do you forgive me? Write back soon! I hope you do!

my daughter's apology letter verbatim. she was playing tag at school (which is not allowed), and somehow managed to push a boy and make him fall. even worse, he hit his head on something. luckily he was fine. i hope his parents are also forgiving. malia is on restriction from sweets and computer games. she also has to read more and do chores. i put some fear in her by asking her to put herself in adrian's shoes and thank God that the worst didn't happen. ugh, parenting!

Tuesday, August 16, 2011

big kids class

my boy recently transitioned into the big kids class. the one where it's officially considered preschool. they call it the rainforest class. so now he's doing worksheets in class. sometimes he does it, sometimes he just wants to play. he'll get there.

Saturday, August 13, 2011

our fish died

malia: micah check the fish, is it dead?

micah: no...it's just upside down.

we've had our goldfish for a little over a year. micah named it mr. moosie. of course, they blame me for killing the fish. i blame the all the changes in the house that have been going on lately. rest in peace mr. moosie.

Tuesday, August 9, 2011

i love her

last week, malia was sick. this week, micah is sick. so i dropped malia off at school this morning. not the usual routine. malia is big enough now for me to just go in the drop off line and let her out. (i guess that could've been last year, but i like to hold on.)

she must have told me at least 5 times that she loved me before she got out of the car. she is the sweetest girl. don't get me wrong, she is a typical girl - attitude, roller coaster of emotions and manipulative ways, but she really has a big heart.

so as i saw her in my rear view mirror walking into school, with her big backpack, i realized that my baby girl is really a big girl.

i think parents know these things, but just have these moments when it really just hits you in the head. that was my moment this morning.

me being the leaky faucet that i am, just started crying, for a good 10 minutes on the way to work. i know i'm hard on her sometimes, but i want her to learn how to be tough. i'm also scared for her to get too dependent on me, just in case i'm not around one day. i see a lot of my mom and my sister in her, and that makes me happy.

i love her.

i think i'll just stick to picking up the kids from school.