Sunday 19 May 2013

Coconuts

Dear Miya,

Please cut Mommy and Daddy some slack when we are helping you pick out clothes in the morning.  When you pronounce polka dots, Go Canucks and coconuts all as coconuts it takes a few minutes to figure out which shirt you want.

Love,
Mommy

Acting Skills

Dear Miya,

You are quite the little actress.  However, you are not going to win an Oscar any time soon.  It's pretty obvious that you are fake sneezing every time a fork full of food you don't want to eat goes near your face.  Playing the allergy card is very clever, though.

Love,
Mommy

Tuesday 14 May 2013

Overdue Sibling

Dear Miya,

Thank you for offering to help Mommy get the baby out, but, I don't think safety scissors are adequate to cut the baby out.  I must ask; has someone explained a caesarean section to you or did you come up with this on your own?  Either way, I'm not sure if I should be impressed by your intelligence or sleeping with one eye open.

Love,
Mommy

Tuesday 7 May 2013

Spaghetti

Dear Miya,

Today, while you were in the bathroom taking care of business you said, "I smell spaghetti, did Daddy poop?"  Are you trying to drop a hint regarding the quality of my spaghetti? 

Love, 
Mommy

Saturday 4 May 2013

Swimming

Dear Miya,

I know that you really want to go swimming.  But, as I explained, Mommy is too close to having the baby to feel comfortable taking you swimming.  I promise we will go once the baby is out.  That being said, I appreciate your suggestion that I switch my big tummy for Aunty Suzie's small tummy, so that she can hold the baby while I take you swimming.  Unfortunately, at this time that is not humanly possible.  If it was, Daddy would be my first tummy switch victim.

Love,
Mommy

Dance Class Review

Dear Miya,

Overall, you are doing great at dance class.  However, I don't think it is necessary to tell your dance teacher during every class that you brushed your teeth.  Furthermore, I don't think she needs to know your preferred flavour of toothpaste.  Moving forward, let's assume that she knows that your teeth are clean.  Also, when the teacher asks what kind of jumping animal you want to be, please don't say, "I want to eat a butterfly".  I'm fairly certain that freaked the teacher out.

Love,
Mommy