Dear Chaz
You are a true teen now, trying to find your path, trying to carve your future, trying to determine where you fit.
It has truly been amazing to watch you grow and change throughout life.
You are an amazing big brother, you know until a little sister messes with your computer and makes your Minecraft mess up!
You love to snuggle little Dax. You hold him in your arms, cuddle him close, put him to sleep for me, let him sleep on your chest even though you cannot move to play or go out with friends.
You love to play wrestle with your little sisters and make plans with them. You especially love building tents with them and helping them play.
You can cook fried eggs so much better than me and love to point that out.
You hate school itself (besides seeing friends) but love to learn. You choose to study in your spare time and learn new things.
You read so many books, I have lost count. Your love of books is ginormous and growing every day.
You love to tell me about your books and try to get me to read them but we obviously do not share the same interests. Still, I cave and read some.
You love Minecraft and the technology world just amuses you.
You used to hate to wear pink shirts. Would not even look at them in the store. Then you received a pink shirt from school to support breast cancer and now you have two pink shirts which you wear constantly.
You love math. Math is your favorite subject and it usually comes pretty easily to you.
When you do something really well that I cannot do so well, you tell me it is because you are Asian and I am not. :) You are trying to find your path in this mixed Chinese Caucasian body you were blessed with.
You love to chat with your friends and text on your new phone.
You walk all over the neighborhood and hang with friends.
You are the size of a grown adult male.
You love to hang out at the library, reading, finding new books, studying, meeting up with friends.
You play trucks with your little cousin and smile so big when you make little Micah happy.
You fly Dax around like an airplane because that is what baby brother likes.
You are hot all the time, only wearing a jacket out in the snow.
You enjoy chatting with other adults and have big discussions.
You like to make jokes, a lot, and share them with whoever will listen.
You call me Mummzie. You call nana Nunnzie. You call aunt jenn Aunti Nennifer. No matter who is listening.
Sometimes it is hard to remember you are my little boy when you look and act so grown.
Dear Chaz
I am blessed to be your mummzie
Friday, January 18, 2013
Thursday, January 17, 2013
*Sneaking* Sneaking* BOO
Dear Brijet
You blow me away with your artistic abilities.
You love to draw pictures, write stories, and make up games. The books you have made are too adorable and creative.
You love learning about authors and illustrators. You love sharing what you have learned with everyone else.
You say you will be an author, illustrator, teacher, art teacher, and fashion designer when you grow up.
You love reading. Oh how you love to read. You read to your sister and brother and try to teach Ainzley to read.
You love learning. You enjoy it when Chaz teaches you things and math is your favorite thing to do together.
You love kissing on Dax. You kiss him so hard his head moves sideways.
You love trying to pick Dax up and carry him around. You want to be big so bad.
You love picking out your clothes and dressing yourself up. You adore these sparkly red shoes and fancy dresses.
You have to run around the house and get your wiggles out!
You love to snuggle. Just snuggle up to everyone and cuddle as much as possible.
You love to play Monopoly Junior and are super good at the game.
You come home from school and tell me that you were the only one who listened. You are so proud of yourself.
You love to play learning games on the computer.
You are scared to walk down the hall and prefer to have a sibling go with you.
You love to go shopping alone with mommy/daddy without your siblings.
You love to sneak up on the floor, slithering like a snake, and then scare people.
You love planning things with your sister and then trying it all out.
You adore princess movies and all things princess.
You have a truly innocent belief in all things fairy. You read about them and then teach Ainzley. You try to convince Chaz to believe and argue with him when he doesn't.
You have a passionate way of arguing to get your way.
You love to sing and dance.
You love to talk to Dax in this sweet little voice and try to help him feel better as he cries in the car.
You love rearranging things in your room (just like me) and planning it all out.
You love, love, love playing with friends. You ask to play with friends multiple times daily.
You love playing hairdresser, fixing other people's hair and having them fix your hair.
You love to help me cook and bake.
You are great at trying new things and eating your fruits and vegetables, better than your siblings. But if you decide you do not like something or simply do not want it, there is no getting that food into you!
Dear Brijet
You are beautiful inside and out.
You blow me away with your artistic abilities.
You love to draw pictures, write stories, and make up games. The books you have made are too adorable and creative.
You love learning about authors and illustrators. You love sharing what you have learned with everyone else.
You say you will be an author, illustrator, teacher, art teacher, and fashion designer when you grow up.
You love reading. Oh how you love to read. You read to your sister and brother and try to teach Ainzley to read.
You love learning. You enjoy it when Chaz teaches you things and math is your favorite thing to do together.
You love kissing on Dax. You kiss him so hard his head moves sideways.
You love trying to pick Dax up and carry him around. You want to be big so bad.
You love picking out your clothes and dressing yourself up. You adore these sparkly red shoes and fancy dresses.
You have to run around the house and get your wiggles out!
You love to snuggle. Just snuggle up to everyone and cuddle as much as possible.
You love to play Monopoly Junior and are super good at the game.
You come home from school and tell me that you were the only one who listened. You are so proud of yourself.
You love to play learning games on the computer.
You are scared to walk down the hall and prefer to have a sibling go with you.
You love to go shopping alone with mommy/daddy without your siblings.
You love to sneak up on the floor, slithering like a snake, and then scare people.
You love planning things with your sister and then trying it all out.
You adore princess movies and all things princess.
You have a truly innocent belief in all things fairy. You read about them and then teach Ainzley. You try to convince Chaz to believe and argue with him when he doesn't.
You have a passionate way of arguing to get your way.
You love to sing and dance.
You love to talk to Dax in this sweet little voice and try to help him feel better as he cries in the car.
You love rearranging things in your room (just like me) and planning it all out.
You love, love, love playing with friends. You ask to play with friends multiple times daily.
You love playing hairdresser, fixing other people's hair and having them fix your hair.
You love to help me cook and bake.
You are great at trying new things and eating your fruits and vegetables, better than your siblings. But if you decide you do not like something or simply do not want it, there is no getting that food into you!
Dear Brijet
You are beautiful inside and out.
Wednesday, January 16, 2013
Flip Flops in the Snow
Dear Ainzley
You are such an energetic cutie.
You make me smile daily.
You have such a great memory. You sing the library preschool song so well even though I do not take you as often as I should.
You love to watch X-Men. For such a girlie-girl who covers herself in pink, I find this amusing.
You love to play Barbies. You even named your Barbies after the X-Men characters.
You dance and sing with such emotion and so much spirit. I can feel your love for these activities pour from your soul.
You make up songs, beautiful songs, and sing to me always.
You kiss your baby brother no less than 1,234 times a day. When I ask you to back off and give him room to breath, you act like your breath is gone and declare, "I havta kiss him, mummers, I havta!"
You laugh with your whole body and as loud as possible every. single. laugh.
You have to talk everything out, in great detail, and be the last voice heard.
You call yourself a fashionista and love picking out lovely outfits to wear, usually sticking to the same small set of clothes every day.
You love to play Minecraft and grasp technology so well. You even teach others how to use the Xbox and computer sometimes.
You enjoy being read to. You especially love having Brijet read you a story as you drift off to sleep (or stay awake playing for longer than you are supposed to!).
You are such a picky eater but love your steamed rice.
You still hold a pencil with your entire fist and are working really, really hard to hold it the correct way.
You have to sit as close to everyone as humanly possible, and then closer.
You still believe, have such a childish-freeing belief, in fairies. You talk about fairies all the time. If someone else believes in fairies, you say they are on your team.
You love to play Monopoly Junior but like to get redos and not pay your share.
You love to wear flip flops and insist on wearing them all the time, even in the winter walking on snow. You declare you are not the least bit cold but I can see you shiver and your toes feel like ice as you try to lay them on me!
You love to help me cook and bake.
You love making plans, plans of any sort, and then trying to convince others to join your plan! :) Cracks me up listening to you and Brijet plan away.
You still pronounce some words incorrectly but I am pretty sure you are capable of saying them correctly. I still do not correct you. I love your 'hoodle' {little} just the way you say it and am not ready to have it disappear forever.
Dear Ainzley
You are my perfect little Ainzley
You are such an energetic cutie.
You make me smile daily.
You have such a great memory. You sing the library preschool song so well even though I do not take you as often as I should.
You love to watch X-Men. For such a girlie-girl who covers herself in pink, I find this amusing.
You love to play Barbies. You even named your Barbies after the X-Men characters.
You dance and sing with such emotion and so much spirit. I can feel your love for these activities pour from your soul.
You make up songs, beautiful songs, and sing to me always.
You kiss your baby brother no less than 1,234 times a day. When I ask you to back off and give him room to breath, you act like your breath is gone and declare, "I havta kiss him, mummers, I havta!"
You laugh with your whole body and as loud as possible every. single. laugh.
You have to talk everything out, in great detail, and be the last voice heard.
You call yourself a fashionista and love picking out lovely outfits to wear, usually sticking to the same small set of clothes every day.
You love to play Minecraft and grasp technology so well. You even teach others how to use the Xbox and computer sometimes.
You enjoy being read to. You especially love having Brijet read you a story as you drift off to sleep (or stay awake playing for longer than you are supposed to!).
You are such a picky eater but love your steamed rice.
You still hold a pencil with your entire fist and are working really, really hard to hold it the correct way.
You have to sit as close to everyone as humanly possible, and then closer.
You still believe, have such a childish-freeing belief, in fairies. You talk about fairies all the time. If someone else believes in fairies, you say they are on your team.
You love to play Monopoly Junior but like to get redos and not pay your share.
You love to wear flip flops and insist on wearing them all the time, even in the winter walking on snow. You declare you are not the least bit cold but I can see you shiver and your toes feel like ice as you try to lay them on me!
You love to help me cook and bake.
You love making plans, plans of any sort, and then trying to convince others to join your plan! :) Cracks me up listening to you and Brijet plan away.
You still pronounce some words incorrectly but I am pretty sure you are capable of saying them correctly. I still do not correct you. I love your 'hoodle' {little} just the way you say it and am not ready to have it disappear forever.
Dear Ainzley
You are my perfect little Ainzley
Saturday, January 12, 2013
True Love
Want to see true, unwavering, unconditional love?
Just look into the eyes of a little baby as he looks at his mama.
*sigh*
It is the sweetest thing in the world.
Just look into the eyes of a little baby as he looks at his mama.
*sigh*
It is the sweetest thing in the world.
Friday, January 11, 2013
I Love The Library
I love the library
It's my favorite place
With rows and rows of books in every space
Fat books, skinny books, from wall to wall
If I read and read, I can read them all!
This lovely song is brought to you by my local library preschool classes.
Another library story with no pics: Chaz was at the library on the computers. He punched in his library card number by memory. Some guy next to him looked at him in shock and asked if he really had his card number memorized. I have mine memorized too. Does this make us book nerds?
Tuesday, January 8, 2013
Wednesday, January 2, 2013
Little Dumpling Cuteness
When pregnant, it took forever for us to find a name for our little man. So, we started calling him Dumpling. I still use that name sometimes. I adore this outfit on him!
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