Dear Jack
So how is Kindergarten going?
Im imagining you as being a big boy when you read this for yourself someday. Maybe even a grown man, and this is what you did this day in kindergarten.
You smiled just like this picture for your picture sans the glasses.
Your hair was slicked to the side with gel, very young republican although Mommy is a democrat.
The topic the last few days of conversation was about how cats have kittens and they feed them milk from their bellies. You were sure to tell the candidate for Luzerne County Judge that stopped at the house yesterday. You told her that cats, dogs, mice, squirrels, monkeys apes and COWS have milk that they feed their babies.
That was when I asked Allie to take you upstairs since I was convinced you would ask her if she had milk. Your Daddy calls me Hooochie Mama. It is a term of endearment, truly it is.
You at six years old realize this and decided to call your kindergarten teacher a hoochie mama today. Happily, she found the humor in it for today. Please dont say it again tomorrow.
You were not allowed to play on your DS when you got home today, nor allowed computer time since you were quite loud in school today.
Even when you dont want to do work you HAVE TO DO IT!
Trust me, drawing a page of C's is not as difficult as you think it is at this point.
Apparently you find it "boring, and too EASSSSSY.!!"
Well Son, I love you but if I have to yell at you one more day about writing your letters quietly without complaining I dont know what Im going to do.
I threatened to take all your toys away today.
You asked where I would take them?
"I would just take them away."
:where? where do you take the toys, forever or just for a little while? do other kids play with them while they are gone? Or will you just hide them somewhere?
GEEEEZUZ Jack. Just away from you, until you learn to not complain and wine and moan at school when you have to do your work. Just do it and stop complaining about it.
OK- Then you wont Take away my toys?
No.
You bought your lunch today. They had chicken nuggets WIN!
Carrots that are crunchy-WIN!
Potatoes that are shaped like stars- LOSE. big lose they were cold and mushy.
But the milk was outstanding.
Miss Jyllian is your helper in kindergarten. I hope you remember her when you are a grown man because she loves you so very much. I know this because she tells me all the time. She has visions of you being a very successful politician or lawyer since you spend most of your day attempting to manipulate her into doing whatever it is you want done. She, thankfully has you pretty well figured out and doesn't succumb to the big blue eyes anymore.
Thank God for that.
Jyllian has been a blessing for me Jack. I love her. SHe helped me when I thought you were going to push me over the edge. She came in and helped you in pre-K, and now Kindergarten. I believe God chose her especailly for us. So if you are right now a big kid, or even a man, please find her and thank her for taking care of you when Mommy was on the verge of losing her marbles!!! You might still be in with Miss Bonnie running with pencils, and hiding under tables with scissors.
You may still be lying on the steps of church screaming at Miss Bonnie, Mr Jones and Sister, how going into church MAKES YOU SICK
So now that we can put that behavior behind us, (I PRAY AND HOPE EVERYDAY WITH EVERY SHRED OF FAITH I HAVE )
We can look forward to a year of Kindergarten.
Please practice your speech lessons, and trace your letters because someday when you are president, lawyer, Doctor, or rocket pilot you will need those skills.
The other day you told me you wanted to own a Donut store when you grew up.
I asked if I could go there, you of course said yes, and that I could even have coffee.
You would serve it to me with your nose held tight, but I could have it either way.
You are surely the best son ever, no one could love you more than I do.
It doesnt matter how old you are, or how many times we have to do your homework.
I am your Hoochie Mama and I love you with all my bits.
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