December 3, 2012

To My Four Year Old "Little" Girl

Dear Clare,

     Another year and another birthday has passed.  This birthday seemed more exciting, because you were preparing for it months in advance.  The night before your birthday, Daddy and I asked to have extra kisses, because they would be the last 3 year old kisses we would ever get from you.  I had to bite my lip a little and blink back the tears as I thought about you growing up.


     When I tease you and beg for you to stop growing up, You tell me, "Mommy, I have to get more numbers (get older), so that I can become a person (adult), so I can die and go to heaven!"  But that won't stop me from wishing you could stay a little girl forever.



     Our days together are filled with books, Science Spectrum visits, shopping, cooking, cleaning, story times, playgroups, water coloring, and naps!   You love cleaning toilets and get upset if you find out I've cleaned them without you.  Somehow, I don't think you'll always love this task so much.  Grandma says you have gotten my domestic gene.
 

    You're still an only child.  While this weighs on your Daddy and me, I sometimes see that it bothers you too.  This year you added a new addition to our family, Soma, your imaginary friend.  Most of the time Soma is a boy, but occasionally you switch him to a girl, if it suites your fancy.  While I don't mind Soma being a part of the family, I draw the line when you ask me to buckle him into his car seat too!


      If your not hiding away somewhere with a good book, you love to be outside.  Playgrounds, camping, bird watching with Daddy, running through the sprinklers, and swinging.  You even walked nearly all of a 3.2 mile trial in Carlsbad Caverns!  To see you walking Duke, our Pyrenees mix dog, is hilarious since he easily triples you in size and weight.


     You really are a great girl.  You're girly and gentle for me, and you're daring and active for your Dad.  You fill both of our lives up to the brim.  Having you is the hardest thing we've ever done, and having you is also the best thing we've ever done.  No one can drive me up the wall like you, and no one can make my heart melt into a puddle of happiness like you.  I love you!

 
 
Love Always,
Mommy

  1. What's your favorite color? Pink
  2. What's your favorite animal? A bear 
  3. What's your favorite food? Macaroni & Cheese 
  4. Where do you like to play? At Parks, Sandbox
  5. What's your favorite thing to do? Run around
  6. Who is your best friend?s Anthony, Connor, My Playgroup Friends
  7. What's your favorite song? B-I-N-G-O
  8. What were you for Halloween? Dorthy
  9. What's your favorite toy? My Baby
  10. What do you love? You (Mommy)
  11. What's your favorite shirt? My Texas Tech One
  12. What's your favorite book? Whoo loves you, Clifford books
  13. What's your favorite place to go out to eat? Dion's & Chickaleigh (Chick-Fil-A) 
  14. What's your favorite thing to drink? Chocolate Milk 
  15. What do you want to be when you grow up? A Mommy

November 27, 2012

Clare Quotes (3 Years Old)

My Clare turns 4 years old this week, so it's time to post her cute sayings I've been saving up during the year.



While eating green chile talapia:
Clare: Mommy, Mommy, I got one more thing to tell you..... Some time's I'm very difficult.
Me: (start laughing hard)
Clare: These things are sweet.
Me: (looking confused at the spicy fish) Sweet like candy?
Clare: Sweet like special candy

Beads = Beetles.  This is terrifying in a park when she runs up to you saying she found a beetle, only to reveal a tiny plastic bead in her hand!

(After spinning her around in a circle too much) Stop it, Mommy. I'm getting too bizzy.

We wish you a berry Christmas & I love you berry much

Goodnight.  Have a safe dreams.

Put it in your tummy to remember.  (She is very adamant that this is where all memories go...)

I didn't know Trinity (a playgroup friend) was there. But I turned around and surprised my eyes. She was there!

I just can't stop loving you. (This is always said with an exasperated sigh.  As if she really tried to stop loving me, but it just didn't work!)

(A conversation she had with my Mom that I will never live down)
What Does Red Light Mean?  Stop
What Does Green Light Mean? Go
What Does Yellow Light Mean? Hold On!!!

(Being ken to her father, Clare has started to make up words and
use them frequently, even though we tell her it's not correct)
No, I amn't (a new contraction for 'am not')
These pants are jaggy (tough to get on)

One stormy night, Clare asked me if we could say a prayer. This is what she said, "Dear God, Please rescue my barn from all this hard rain and keep it safe. Amen" - She was happy the next day to see the barn in perfect condition and that her prayer had been answered.