Christmas Kittens

Just a quick follow-up. You did, in fact, want Christmas kittens for Christmas. I guess the day you wrote your note to Santa someone brought in a kitten, which caused almost everyone in the classroom to ask for a kitten. It's been weeks now and you are still asking for your Christmas kittens. I keep telling you..it's never going to happen.

Lucky for you, a classmate, Margot, actually did get Christmas kittens. I'm working on playdate to satisfy your Christmas kitten desires.

Love you,

Never going to own a cat, Mother

Thumping the Threes

Guess who's pretty good at school... the girl above impaling herself on a pole at the Zoo. We had your mid-year Three's Parent-Teacher conference this morning. You're pretty much nailing preschool and have met all expections at or above your curriculum. Nice!

Daddy and I are so proud of you, especially all the progress you've made this year in writing, reading, and math!

Unlike some of your classmates, you really do love school (and a routine). Just this week, I left work early due to (potential) inclement weather. I got there at 3p and we didn't leave until almost 3:30p. You finished your snack, and then asked if you could sit down for circle time because "you wanted to see what was going to happen next." Granted, you do the same schedule at school every day; so you should know the drill. Either way, you wanted to participate in the next activity.

While Carter crawled around your classroom, and I waited patiently for you to finish circle time there were 2 other parents who came in and left with their children in under 5 minutes.

We finally left..and I got the third degree about why it was still light outside...and when are you going to get to stay until it's dark like normal, etc. I asked if you liked hanging out with Mom, as well as going to school. You said..."yeah. School first. Then Mom."

Awesome...(sarcasm). In all seriousness, I hope you never lose your love and enthusiasm for school.

Keep up the good work!

Love,

#2, Mom

PS. Later on in the evening, you told Dad that you really wanted to go the loft (the loft center). All the other kids were picking which center they were going to play in when we finally left. You were going to choose the loft. Sorry Maev...I'm sure you can have loft time tomorrow.

The House Began to Pitch

Hey Maevs-

The man who claims to not like musical theater sure does know a lot of music theater. I have a good memory when it comes to social security numbers, appointments, you know important things. Your dad, on the other hand, has a great memory bank of movies, actors, songs, and song lyrics. I'm horrible at song lyrics. Currently you love hearing songs from Into the Woods, Wizard of Oz, "Hallelujah" (from Shrek), "Tomorrow" from Annie, Mary Poppins, and just recently Daddy introduced you to West Side Story, not the whole movie- just "I Feel Pretty", "Tonight", and sometimes "Maria".

We noticed over Christmas break that your music memorization skills have really taken off. How? Well because you sang Rudolph, the Red-Nosed Reindeer and Santa Claus is Coming to Town about a million times. You also know a good chunk of your favorite song, "Call Me May(ve)". I think for months you've known all the words to "The House Began to Pitch"/Munkinland, but I finally grabbed a video. You and Daddy..plus the motions are pretty stinkin' cute.

Love ya,

Mommy