Oh, Sterling. You’ve had so much sass this week. You like to think that you’re boss.
Every morning you’ve cried at school drop off. You did great for the two weeks prior and didn’t cry at all, then this week you started again. Ugh! It’s so frustrating seeing you so upset when I drop you off. Your teachers always say that after a few minutes you are just fine. You say that four certain boys are always pushing, kicking, or hitting you. We tell you to remind the boys to be nice and for you to walk away. Although daddy likes to tell you to be mean back to them.
Like your brother, you loved jumping in muddy puddles. You kept asking me if it was okay for you to get dirty. You were very concerned, but I said just have fun! Bubba splashed you in the face a few times and you weren’t so happy, but we wiped it off and you went back to splashing. You liked to say “thank you mommy, thank you,” over and over.
You went shopping with mommy over the weekend and after the first store you wanted to go back home already. You don’t enjoy shopping.
On Mother’s Day you really enjoyed me playing princesses with you and every time I’d try to sneak away, you’d come running and crying “mommy, you have to play princess with me!” I can never get away, but you always let me know how you want me to play so it makes it fun. I tried to get you to play Gold Fish, but you weren’t having it. I finally got you to take a break by going to make you dinner.
You’re our little line backer! In the middle of the night you bust through our door and startle us awake. It happens more often than we’d like it to. Surprisingly you don’t wake up your bubba because he's the light sleeper in the family. You snuggle in bed with us and drift right off to sleep. All while your kneeing and elbowing mommy and daddy…with an occasional slap in the face. That hurts when you’re sleeping and not expecting it!
You’ve been playing Pippi Longstocking a lot lately and recently you were skipping on the steps outside and tripped. You landed right on your chest bone. You scared me! It was so loud. You cried for just a little bit and then said “Pippi’s okay, I’m not hurt anymore.”
We finally hung your bird feeder in the tree…it’s weighing down the branch, ha! You’re so proud of your painting you created on it. You always ask, “mommy, you love it?” Yes, I do! Very much.
You’ve been emotional these past few days. The littlest things will get crocodile tears flowing. You couldn’t find Dora Kate’s shoes. You were bawling. You couldn’t walk up the wall like Pippi. You were bawling. You couldn’t get the correct light to switch on. You were bawling. Sofia’s falling apart (nothing new…it’s been for the past 6 months and you love on her way too much!). You were bawling. You were bawling a lot!
Hoping over the next week, it will be a happy one!
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