Time Keeps on Slipping, Slipping

Dear Sammy,

What a month it’s been. Not a day has gone by that you haven’t woken up excited about going to school, and that includes Saturdays. I’ve stopped waking up worried I’ll have to talk you down from the ledge of I Will Not Go To School, And Here Is The Screaming Fit To Go With It.

You’re already learning so much. I’ve lost count of the new songs you sing every day. You give equal time to the words you know in English and Spanish (Octubre is your favorite). You love to cut with scissors (and for the record, you’ve finally decided to go with the right hand). And you’re getting more and more creative in coming up with clues for the secret show and tell of the week. You also bring home enough sand in your shoes that we will be able to build a beach in the backyard by Christmas.

You are tall. I can almost watch you growing, stretching like Plasticman (I know you’re much too young to know that toy, but trust me, it occupied your uncle and cousins for hours). Even your teachers told me the other day that you had apparently outgrown your jacket in the course of the school day – and you had. Those sleeves were easily 3 inches short. Guess we’re going shopping, my boy.

On the That Sucks front, your latest hearing test slash ear checkup showed yet another below normal rating and fluid causing a ruckus. We’re hoping it’s because the weather has been doing a number on your allergies lately and that the fluid will magically disappear by the beginning of December, or we may be looking at another set of tubes. Mommy REALLY doesn’t want to do that to you, so cross your fingers, OK?

We’ve had a blast together this month. You are more fun to be with every single day (except for the moments when you turn into a raving lunatic over the fact that dinnertime is not 3:30 PM). I’ve said it before, but my favorite part of the day is when you wake up all smiles and wanting to hug. It’s awesome. You’re awesome.

Love,

Mommy

P.S. Also, let’s wish Miss Amy a very happy birthday today, too. It’s so cool that she’s one of Mommy’s best friends and the mom of one of yours.