Port-a-Potty

Dear Cole,

We were at soccer practice last week and I was sitting in the car staying warm. You rushed up to the door and in a very urgent and frantic voice said, "Mom, I have to go poop. I have to go poop and pee now." And you were doing the poop pee dance. I said, "ok, let's go over to the port-a-potty over there (pointing to the unit at the end of the field)." Instaneously, the urge to go to the bathroom subsided. You said very calmly and confident, "That's ok, I don't have to go anymore."

You pinched your cheeks the whole practice - it looked like agony and, honestly, I'm surprised but thankful that you didn't pee your pants. About 15 minutes left in practice, I couldn't take it anymore. I swooped you up and carried you to the portapotty. You said, "I'm not going in. Can I just pee by it? I don't want to go in." In the end you did end up going pee in the unit but there wasn't anyway you were going to sit on the seat to do number 2. You held onto that poo until we got in the car and then I thought you might (for real) poop your pants in my car.

Daddy always jokes that when people are speeding, it's because they have to take a poop. So, when we saw me haulin ass down our street, he told the neighbor - someone must have a code brown. So true darling. So true!

We made it....barely.

I love you monkey. You make me laugh!

Hugs,

Mommy

Sick

Darling,
You are sick. The nurse called me at work and I came and got you. We snuggled in bed and watched Hood Winked, played on the ipad, read books, played board games. Mellow, relaxing stuff. You have a fever and sore throat and I hope you don't have strep.

Twice you said, "I'm sorry I interrupted your work day." Sweet pea. I told you, "If i could trade being sick with you, i would." I'd much rather be sick than watch you be sick. You're not good at being sick. You get bored too easily and you're restless. So, let's switch, okay?

I love you monkey and I'll always be here to take care of you,
Mommy

Art Show

Dear Cole,

Your artwork was chosen to be displayed at the 2011 Boulder Valley Schools k-8 Art Show. The show was open March 5-April 3 at the Boulder Public Library. Tonight, you were honored at Emerald. You stood in front of your art and as people passed by, you told them about your piece. It was so awesome. Dad and I are super proud of you.

You've been learning about impressionism and Monet. You describe your bridge piece like this:

So, you know Monet. Ok, well, Monet didn't use black or shadowing. He didn't go swish swash swish swash when he painted. He used a lot of little tiny dots, which I've included. The sun is shining, reflecting on the water, and bouncing back to the underneath of the bridge.

Well done darling. Well done.

Dear Cole,

Yesterday, Dena explained a rising situation. It goes like this - she is going to North Carolina for work in July and Cesar and Sofia will join her. They will be gone 5 to 6 months. Half of summer. All of fall. I already miss them. I don't want them to go. I'm sad that you and Fia won't be able to play and have sleep overs and watch movies and eat dinner together. We'll have to set you two up on Skype. It makes me sad so I'm not going to think about it. Sofia is your best friend. She can't go. She just can't.

Pirate Party

Dear Cole,

Eliana turned 4, Parker turned 2, and Aunt V turned 31! They celebrated by throwing a Pirate Party. You went as Jack Sparrow...I didn't get a picture of you with your full costume, but here was a few days before. Look how big you are. You had great fun playing with the other kids in the Pirate Jumpy. Uncle Gabe showed up as a 'big' Pirate! It was cool.