MADE UP LYRICS AND BARF CHICKEN

Dear Weeb,

I am laughing my butt off listening to you make up words to the Hannah Montana theme song while you're in the shower. No matter how many times I tell you the correct lyrics to songs, you insist that this is YOUR version and you'll sing it as you like. Rock on kid.

As I was blow drying your hair after your shower, you had me in stitches again by telling me that you and your friends smelled something gross at school today. "I think it was 'barf chicken'," you explained.

Barf Chicken?

Where on earth do you hear these things? Your impressive vocabulary and creative manner in wording are going to get us both into trouble, I have no doubt. And it'll be hard not to laugh even then!

HOPPY EASTER 2011

Dear Weeb,

You are very excited about the Easter Bunny coming tonight (edit to add: so excited that you tossed and turned, finally waking up around 12:30AM explaining that it was just too hard to sleep because you were SO excited!). We dyed our eggs today and cleaned up the living room very well so you'd easily be able to find any hidden treasures in the morning.

I hope it's a good Easter for you. I'm always torn between thinking you are spoiled way too much and yet, not nearly enough.

Edit to add Sunday morning: You were such a good girl and waited until 7:30AM, like we told you, before you woke us up. The Easter Bunny was very crafty and had a game for you, with little bunnies and he (she?) hid all the little bunnies in plastic eggs around the house! You've been spoiled with Nut Safe Kinder eggs and little (and a couple not so little) Kinder bunnies and some fairy candies. Looks like you've got some Peeps; you've never had those before. You've also got some capsules that you put in warm water and they turn into Easter shapes. The Easter Bunny left you a bunny trail using all your little stuffed bunnies and it lead to a big hollow chocolate Toopy & Binoo and some pink headphones for your iPod Shuffle (good thing too, since your old headphones aren't working anymore!). Lucky girl! I guess that bunny likes you!

SUNDAY AFTERNOON

Dear Weeb,

We've had a nice weekend. Today was all about playing with your toys and hanging out at the park. You're getting pretty good on your bike, though I think it'll be a while yet before those training wheels come off. I'm really proud of your confidence!

However, your confidence in regards to climbing up to the clouds on the school's 'space hopper' gives me a full blown case of the heebie jeebies!

GRANDPA'S GRAPE HYACINTHS

Dear Weeb,

You and your cousin J visited with Grandpa, briefly, today.

Grandpa is a sucker for little girls, so when you both batted your eyelashes at him and told him how pretty his grape hyacinths were, he couldn't resist putting a couple of them in your hands as we said goodbye for the day.

TO MY AMAZING DAUGHTER

Dear Weeb,

There are times when I don't feel well. I'm a worrier and have many food intolerances and allergies to a bazillion things. This, coupled with my pathetic attempts to self medicate myself by eating things that I know are bad for me is a bad combination that often leaves me feeling sick for extended periods of time. Mummy has problems.

One of my biggest worries is that I am going to wreck your life somehow with my problems. Maybe I'll be unwell during your hockey try outs. Or maybe I'll be ill for your big play when you have the leading roll. Or I won't be healthy enough to take you to swimming practices. Something. I have tried not to let anything keep me from letting you have a normal life, so far.

I worry more that one day one of these things will turn into a serious illness and I'll die. And that freaks me out. Not because I'll die, though the thought isn't terribly appealing, but it's more that I don't want you to see me sick, and even more, I don't want you to have to live without a mom.

If anyone in this world understands you and who you really are, it's me. Because you are so much like me. I hope we are similar in more good ways than bad.

I think all mothers worry about suddenly dying and leaving their child motherless.

I just want the best life for you. I want you to be happy, and confident, and able to cope with the crap the world, and people, and the universe will throw at you.

Beyond everything else, I want you to know that you are the very best thing that ever happened in my life. You are beautiful and smart and funny. And if I cannot watch over you from here, know that I will be watching over you from the stars.

Love, your proud, dramatic, not feeling well today, Mummy.

WONDERFUL HEART

Dear Weeb,

Tonight we were driving home from Grandma and Grandpa's and we thought we saw a body in the road.

We stopped the car and Daddy got out to help and I called 911. You were asking what was happening, and I explained that someone needed our help so I was calling 911. You kept your cool like a champ! I was really proud of how calm you were.

Turned out to be a prank, luckily.

Later on, as you were brushing your teeth, you stopped and said, "You know Mummy, I would have known the person on the road was someone in our family because I would feel my heart crack. And the next day I would feel my heart crumble apart."

It may have been one of the sweetest things you've ever said. It made me tear up. I love you, kid. I love you because you are my daughter. And I love you because of who you are. You have a wonderful heart. I hope it NEVER cracks or crumbles.

Love Mummy

RETURN OF THE TOOTH FAIRY

Dear Weeb,

After more than a month of a wiggly tooth, your second baby tooth finally came out! It has been 'hanging by a thread' for days now! It was one little stubborn tooth! I wonder what kind of coin/s the Tooth Fairy will bring this time!

This is your baby tooth in your hand. We used your thumb for size comparison. Maybe we should have added my thumb to, to really get the idea of how small your tooth really was.

Edit to add, the morning after: You woke up around 7:15 AM, flicked your bedroom light on and started calling out, "Momma, Momma, the Tooth Fairy came!" You jingled the coins in your Tooth Fairy cup. She brought you a loonie and four quarters, or as you called it, a loonie and four caribous! LOL You've told everyone we've bumped into today (getting groceries, car insurance, at the mall, etc. that you lost your second tooth.

CUTE

PHOTOGRAWEEB 2

Dear Weeb,

You are such a beautiful girl. It's difficult to take pictures of you though, because you are part vampire, I think. You shy away from most light forms. In fact, 'shy away' is an enormous understatement. You complain, bitterly, about any light. It seems you are easily blinded. Yet you eventually push through and let me take a shot or two of your pretty self.

Happy April 2nd, by the way. 6 years ago today, we found out we were going to have a baby. And now here you are in all your grand cuteness!

HANDY ART

Dear Weeb,

I know you were very proud of your recent hand art. It was hard to be annoyed with you, so I told you it looked cool (because it did) and suggested that next time you ask permission before drawing on anything other than a piece of paper. You agreed.

Turns out the marker washed off your hand pretty easily.

I think I'll have you do my hands tomorrow.