By Maevy

Hey Maev-

Just within this last month or so your writing skills have really taken off. I'm so impressed. Every morning Mom/Dad are required to sign you in at school. When you started the Three's class, Miss Alex started providing a kid's sign-in clipboard. The first couple weeks you weren't too interested, but now you sign in every morning. We give you lots of a praise and jokingly point out all the parents who have obviously written in their child's name for them. :) Now you are signing your name on everything. Keep up the good work!

Love you,


Mama

Spoon Follow-up

This morning while you were watching Phineas & Ferb on Mom's phone and eating your cereal, Daddy asked if you wanted to be "a fireside girl"- kind of like a Girl Scout.

You replied: "No...I want to be a spoon."

Sounds like you are determined. Dream big, Maev!

1st Day of School- Three's Class

Hey Maevy-
Starting today, you are officially no longer a toddler. Even though you've been 3 for awhile now, today was your first day in the Three's class. Mom and Dad made a big deal out of it- singing/dancing to a song this morning- "Who's a big girl? In the Three's Class...Who's a big girl? In the Three's Class... Who's a big girl? In the Three's Class?..." You get the point. (Mom isn't very creative.) You still liked the song. And, we took the required 1st Day of School Photo- (still in the red building, but in the basement).

Your teachers are Ms. Alex and Ms. Jessie. Mom and Dad are super excited that Ms. Alex moved up with you (again). You guys are best buds, our favorite babysitter and has been your teacher since you were in T-3. You've been with most of these classmates for over a year now, having started T-4 with them last August.

Extra bonus- your new classroom shares a door/open area with the nursery. So you'll hopefully get to see Carter several times throughout the day. Plus it will make pick-up a lot easier (no more carrying heavy car seats up/down stairs!)

Last year's school year was spent potty-training, learning your alphabet, numbers, some Spanish, and much more. I'm excited to see what this year will bring...(more reading, letter sounds, writing skills!)

Already on your first day- you had to decide what you want to be when you grow up...You said a "spoon". Interesting...also why the mean face?

Love you,

Mom & Dad

Modern Day- Pretend Play

Hey Maevy-

Before heading out the door this morning for school, you grabbed a book that you, Daddy (and Carter) had just read- A Mother for Choco. Unprompted, here's our conversation:

You: "I'm pretending this is an iPad."
(I quickly looked back and saw you swiping away.)
Me: "What are you doing? Playing a game?"
You: "No, I'm looking at pictures."
Me: "Cool"

M (and Pop) are totally to blame for this one. We don't even own an iPad, but M does. You love looking at pictures on it and playing games that M downloaded for you.

I'm sure Daddy and I are going to have many of these moments; moments where we realize how technology will play a major role in your life and at such an early age. I think looking back on this post when you are in high school will be mind-blowing. In 2012, iPads are one of the coolest things out there. I wonder what your children will pretend their books are...instead of books.

Love you,

Mom

3yr Growth Stats

Hey Maevy-

We switched pediatricians and finally took you for your 3yr check-up in July. Here are your stats-

Weight: 34lbs, 4oz (75%)
Height: 39 7/8" (75%)
BMI: 15.14 (35%)

Long and lean...as usual. Also some great pics taken for Holly Street Rocks this year. 

Love,

Moms

Mini-vaca

Hi Maevy, this is M & Pop, your Taylor grandparents. We went on a trip with you around the 4th of July, 2012. We drove to Chattanooga, TN, and stayed at the Chattanoogan Hotel for three nights. We went swimming, out to eat at neat places, road the Incline railway up Lookout Mountain, and spent a long morning at the Discovery Center. You ran most of the way through the Tennessee Aquarium, but did seem fascinated with a scuba diver inside the environment, playing with a swimming turtle. We took you home on July 4th and returned to Germantown with great memories!
Much Love Little M,
M & Pop

Shall we Shrek?

Maevy,
This week, you and Daddy went to the Movies in the Park to take in (the first 30 mins of) Shrek.  It was just us two, and we had a pretty good time.  You were not familiar with any of the characters from the movie, but enjoy getting out and doing these kinds of things.

Well, as you may recall (either from actual memories, or previous blog posts) you are a big fan of the popular song "Call Me Maybe Maevy", which was played on the (really) loud speakers at the movie and I have to tell you that very little in life gives me more pleasure than seeing your joy & excitement at a moment like when you recognize something like a song that "has" your name in it.  You are so cute and with pigtails, the smile and excitement are infectious.

You are also a bit bossy sometimes (your mother inspires this trait), and when the team of people starting throwing t-shirts into the crowd, you insisted that we not get one.  And with you in my lap, as I was waving my arms to get a shirt thrown my way you began to cry.  After a boy came roaring past us, grabbing the incoming shirt from about a foot in front of us, I saw you crying (with tears and everything) and whining about not wanting a t-shirt.  I'm not sure what you thought was going to happen if we accepted a t-shirt, but whatever the outcome it was probably going to be innocuous.  Probably give it to your mother for use as a sleep shirt, or I may wear it while doing random "dirty tasks" around the house.  Either way, no real need in freaking out about receiving a free t-shirt from a local, hippy paper.

But after all that, the movie soon began.  The Pink Panther took up about 10 minutes and dented into our allotted time at the park, and by the time Shrek started it was 815pm.  Your mother and I decided (through texts) that about 30 mins and you and I had to get going back home.  I made you get up with me and leave about 9 or so, and I felt horrible since you kept saying something like "...but I want to stay and watch Shrek" and  "I'm not tired." and "can we stay and watch the movie?" all in that really cute 3-year-old daughter way that makes a father melt inside and want to give you whatever you ask for.

With a normal bedtime of 7 - 730p, the eventual 930p arrival back home was a pretty big gap to get you to sleep.  But you were not tired.

One more thing about our night out - it was the first time that we told you about Carter's hearing problems.  I was telling you about what we had just learned and you sat in the backseat, on the way to the event, saying "OK" to whatever I was telling you.

Anyways, I had a great time with you that night.  We laughed, we cried, we tasted bug spray in our mouths.  And no matter what we do in the future, I'll always have Shrek with you.

Love,
Daddy