The Lime - Tally Mark 168

 Dear Freddy,

As I hugged and kissed you goodnight last night, I savored it being the last time I'd do it to a 13 year old you.  Since you're way bigger than me, I have to stand on my tippy toes to hug and kiss you which gets a little awkward.  What isn't awkward is that you aren't embarrassed to say you love me when you leave each morning and your friend is standing right there.  You make sure to tell me you love me every time you leave the house to go ride your bike and you text me every time you're on your way home so I know when to expect you.

That's right...you finally got a phone.  You were convinced you wouldn't get one until you turned 18 and moved out.  But when it came to Christmas last year, all you wanted was a Super 73 or $500 shoes.  Neither one was going to happen.  So Daddy and I pulled the trigger and decided it was time.  The look on your face when you saw it next to the Christmas tree was priceless.  For a second, it felt like you thought it was a joke.  Its main purpose is for you to be able to communicate with Daddy or me while at school or out with friends.  When you're with the family, we prefer you not be on it.  You've fought back a little bit with the rules but for the most part, you've gone along with it.  You much prefer to just listen to your music or play Pixel Gun.

I was a little worried once you got the phone, that's all you'd want to focus on.  I've heard stories about kids that spend all of their free time in their bedroom on their phone.  You still prefer to be outside riding your bike at one of the various dirt jumps we have around here.  You sent me a video the other day of you doing some jumps and they were so high!  I was 1) glad I wasn't there to see you in person because I'd probably tell you not to do it and 2) glad I wasn't there so you were brave enough to do it.  You get so excited to come home and tell me about the jumps and berms you build.  You ride with Jackson and Bryce the most, and sometimes Jacob and Riley.  You get nervous that someone is going to call the cops on you guys for building the jumps, especially now that the police department has SxS vehicles to patrol the open areas.  Thankfully you're all good kids and people tend to let you be (except our former neighbor who laid into you guys one day).

School is not your favorite thing and you'd much prefer to be with friends riding bikes.  Unfortunately, the C Boys on YouTube have not been the best influence (they're a group of friends that get to have fun all day).  We had to bring you back down to reality a couple months ago, letting you know what you see on YouTube is not always reality.  But you're not convinced you'll use anything you're currently learning at school in your adult life so it's a waste of time.  We reiterated that you don't need to go to college and get a degree to be successful.  The most important thing is that an effort be made, no matter what you do.  And that starts now.  Whether that's buttering your bread, folding clothes, pitching a baseball, signing your signature, completing a book report.  As long as your best effort was made, we'll be grateful you tried.

Baseball starts up again soon with tryouts being next week.  You'll still be in Juniors and are hoping to be on your friend's team (his dad is coaching).  You and Arturo met at school and have become good friends.  You both got almost the exact same Christmas presents and share a lot of the same interests.  You pitched a lot during fall ball and take pride in being the only one who was able to strike Arturo out.  First base is still your number one choice but you also like playing shortstop.  The outfield is a struggle for you because you get distracted easily.  A loud car goes by and it's all over.

The same thing happened as you umpired for spring ball last year.  You loved the opportunity to earn money and you got your own bank account with a debit card.  Lots of trips were made to the grocery store for Arizonas and Little Caesars.  Your money definitely burns a hole in your pocket.  Every day you would show me a new pair of shoes you wanted.  Thankfully, I didn't let you buy any of them because I knew your preference would change within 24 hours.  You also had a hankering for Ethika underwear.  The trend last year for teenage boys was to have short shorts so the bottom of the Ethikas would show.  You tried your darndest to let yours show but I threatened to have the bottom of my underwear hang out of my shorts to match you.

You are somewhat influenced by trends but you also march to the beat of your own drum.  You cut a mullet right before 8th grade started.  That was an adjustment for everyone!  You like to wear Rhone because nobody else wears it.  We've tried to instill in you that we don't care what anyone else thinks (this was repeated constantly when you thought you were the only student at your school without a phone).  While you are confident in who you are, you are still a teenage boy and don't want to be labeled as weird.  But a lot of people look up to you and several kids have recently gotten the North Face slippers after you wore them to school (everyone else seems to wear Uggs).  

Speaking of not caring what others think, you've started going roller skating with Doodlebug and me.  You put your earbuds in, listen to your music, and zone out.  I appreciate that a now 14 year old boy intentionally chooses to go roller skating with his mom and younger brother every Thursday night.  There aren't a lot of other boys there your age but that doesn't deter you.  I know baseball will hinder our time skating in the next few weeks so I'm soaking the moments up while I can.

You eat dry cereal for breakfast every morning unless we have doughnuts.  For lunch, you eat salami & crackers.  You inhale Taco Bell which gives you heartburn.  McDonalds is also inhaled but doesn't impact you the same way.  Daddy has to remind you to slow down often, the food's not going anywhere.  You wear a size 11.5 shoe and M adult clothing.  You love cars and I'm always amazed by how much you know.  You and Daddy were talking last week about fixing up the Falcon so it's ready to drive by the time you're 16.  You think you'll be a good driver because you know how to drive the golf cart at Emily & Dustin's.  But after riding on Uncle Tommy's 4-wheeler with you, I'm grateful you have two more years to fine tune your skills.  You kindly pick Doodlebug up from school every day it's not raining.  You look up to Uncle Johnny and would go to Utah for every vacation if you could.  When we're in Utah, you insist we go to Brick Oven Pizza even though we've all decided it's not the best pizza.  You love Sprite so you can mix other drinks with it.  You earned a fake Stanley cup in your school's fundraiser a couple of months ago and you're always drinking water.  You take a piece of my gum every Sunday after Sacrament meeting.  Whenever you're sitting on the couch, you have to have Lucifer and a blanket with you.  You sleep without a sheet on your mattress no matter how many times we try to put it back on.  And you have to have a fan blowing on you.  You've improved your mile dramatically in middle school.  I believe you're at about 6:42 with a goal of getting down to 6:30 before the end of the year.  You have a tiny mustache that random people call you out on.  You refuse to shave it.  All of your teachers love you and commend you for being a good kid.  

You are a good kid.  In fact, you're a great kid.  I'm so grateful you joined our family 14 years ago and we get to be with you forever. Daddy and I were snuggling the other night and you said, "Well, looks like we're all snuggling!" and you hopped on the dog pile.  While you are definitely growing up, I still get tiny glimpses of little Freddy.  It's fun to see both versions of you.  I can't wait to see what 14 year old you gets to accomplish this year.  So much, I hope!

Love you tons,

Mommy

Doodlebug - Tally Mark 108

 Oh my RieRie!

Since about 5:00 last night, you were counting down the hours until your birthday.  For about a month, you asked me if I had everything ready to go.  You had your breakfast, lunch, and dinner planned, when you were going to open what present, and what you wanted to do that night.  The stars aligned and nobody has baseball tonight so we get to go roller skating.

Speaking of roller skating, it was the end of February or early March that your school had a skate night.  Since The Lime started school, I've wanted to go to one of those.  Finally, I convinced you to go to this most recent one.  It was your first time skating and you were nervous.  You fell, a lot.  But each time, you got up and tried again.  There were a lot of tears and you were frustrated with yourself, and I was expecting you to say you never wanted to go again.  To my surprise (and delight), you wanted to go back the next week.  And, so, we have (when we don't have baseball)!  Most of the time it's just me and you, and I love it.  We see how many times we can go around the rink, our highest amount being 104.  That's also 104 times you've gone around without falling.  One of these weeks we'll win Four Corners.  Not sure about Red Light/Green Light.  Some of those folks are FAST.  You want to hold my hand and get upset if I let go.  You asked for skates for your birthday and it's on the agenda to buy you a custom pair (the kind where you turn regular shoes into skates).  Can't wait to see what you pick!

Baseball keeps us busy.  You started catching this season, and you do an awesome job.  You are so laid back when you play, taking everything in stride.  When you strike out, no big deal.  Just like with skating, you get out there and try again.  When you don't catch a ball, you give it another shot during the next play.  Daddy heard a college baseball coach talk about how he wants "boring" players; people that go out there and get the job done without all the fanfare/bells/whistles/drama.  That's you, bud.  Last year, your coaches called you the Silent Assassin.  You don't talk much and can normally be found sitting on the bench while the other boys are climbing the fence or playing swords with their bats.  Some days you say you don't want to play while others, you anxiously ask me when your next game or practice is.  You played travel ball for the first time last fall and seemed to enjoy that a bit more than little league.  You don't think you're good but you are.  And you'll go far in this game if you keep trying.

Speaking of not talking, you have the same third grade teacher that The Lime had.  Part of me was excited because she's great but part of me was also nervous because she does lots of oral reports.  For someone who doesn't talk much, I wasn't sure how that would go over.  Sure enough, for your first one, you were adamant you were NOT going to do it.  But you did, and you did awesome.  Then it was time for the second one and, again, you were not going to do it.  But, again, you did and got a perfect score.  There was a little hesitation for the third one but I think you felt pretty confident by then.  And it showed, as you got another A+.  It's pretty cool to see what you're capable of when you put in an effort and tell yourself you can rather than can't.

You came home from school a few months ago and told me you had a hard time seeing the tv screen.  It was right around the time The Lime and I had our annual eye exams so we scheduled one for you too.  Sure enough, you needed glasses.  You were set on only wearing them for school until you put them on at The Lime's baseball game and stunned yourself.  You could read the scoreboard and all of the sponsor banners in the outfield.  The more you wore them, the more you realized how amazing it is to see clearly.  You didn't know that at night, there wasn't always a ring around lights.  You're pretty good at wearing them all the time, except for baseball.  I think you're a little embarrassed but you'll come around.

I recently asked you what you wanted to be when you grow up.  "You know..." you said.  I racked my brain trying to remember.  Then it hit me...an electrical lineman (as long as you're securely strapped into your harness).  I have no clue where you got the idea but it's ambitious, and I love it.  

Actually, now that I think of it, you probably saw something on YouTube about linemen.  You still love devices, especially if you can watch YouTube on it.  The things you've learned...your class grew butterflies last month and you named yours Michael Myers.  We've never talked about that character or the movie he's from.  Leave it to YouTube.  You do say some funny things after hearing them online.  I think you said someone was acting rigid the other day.  I'm not sure when I learned that word/meaning but it definitely wasn't third grade.

You and The Lime fight all.of.the.time.  But the second he goes to do something with his friends, you beg to join.  Most of the time he lets you and you two have fun.  You enjoy riding your bikes together, playing wiffle ball or basketball with the neighbors, and going to Raley's to buy treats.  You get very protective of your treats, mainly because you use your own money to buy them.  Sometimes you buy Prime, other times you buy Sour Patch Kids or chips.  

I think I've mentioned it before how I've always thought you'd be a great big brother.  You interact so well with younger kids, like your cousin.  I think that's why you love Aksel so much.  You play with him in the mornings before you leave for school.  And when it's time to leave, you say, "Bye Sweetie Pie!"  You love to cover him with your blankets and he patiently lets you.  You love snuggling with him and he hates when you get close to him when he's chewing on his toys.  During Christmas break, I watched our neighbor's dog.  She's older and much easier to take on walks.  A few days in, you started joining me on our walks and you were in heaven.  Just like with Aksel, you loved on Olive and have been asking me ever since when we can watch her again.

Just like you love Aksel and Olive, you love tacos and requested that to be dinner on Sunday.  You also love Panda Express and we're getting that tonight.  You still do not love broccoli but you'll eat it if you have to.  Same goes for mushrooms.  You love frozen tamales, just like The Lime.  You love cheddar sour cream Ruffles and Doritos.  You eat cereal or bagels for breakfast and get school lunch every day.  You've been breaking out on your chin and we think it's from toothpaste.  We're on our third brand, hoping it clears things up.  You have gotten better at washing your hair and it smells so much better.  You got a size 6 pair of shoes today and can't wait until you're a 7 because then you'll be wearing men's sizes.  But you still have size 8 clothes that you wear.  You got a special pair of church pants and a nice blazer from Daddy's aunt's store in Utah.  You like going to church only so you can wear them.  You wish you were in my primary class so you could play games.  You insist on wearing long socks even if they don't match your outfit.  You got a watch for Christmas and you love having it in military time.  You love playing catch with Daddy at The Lime's baseball games.  You absolutely love chicken wings and pride yourself on being able to eat a pound of them at Cattlemen's.  

I love watching you grow and I also love that your voice still sounds little.  I'm excited you're excited to be 9!  Remember: do well, be kind, you're amazing, and I love you.

-Mama

The Lime - Tally Mark 156

Dear Freddy,

We officially have a teenager in the house!  What the heck?!  The days leading up to your birthday, I always play back in my mind what took place __ years ago.  It really doesn't feel like you joined our family 13 years ago.  And I can't believe how quickly the last 5 years have gone by.  It means the next 5 will fly by even faster, and then you'll be an adult!  Until then, we'll enjoy the time we got kid Dieter and we'll learn how to parent teenage Dieter.

You're in 7th grade and don't enjoy it.  Every once in a while, you having something positive to say about school.  And if you do, it has to do with your friends, your math teacher, or Mr. Smith.  It's hard to tell if you don't like science because it's science or because of your teacher.  I think it's the later.  You're doing line dancing in PE right now and you're not thrilled about it.  Reading is not your strength and you fight us when we suggest you read in your downtime.  We tell you it's something you'll need/use the rest of your life but you think otherwise.  Social Studies is mediocre but I know you'll love it next year.

Last Fall, you moved up to Juniors in little league.  You now play on a full-size baseball field and that was a definite adjustment.  Gregg was your coach in the Spring and Fall, which you thoroughly enjoyed.  Ironically, we met with him a few years prior when you wanted to know why you didn't make the All-Star team.  We weren't too sure of him at that time but being on both his teams was a wonderful experience.  You thrive at first base and love trying your hand at pitching.  Many people comment how you fit the look of a baseball player and you'd be decked out in knee/foot/elbow guards all the time if Daddy would let you.

You've started going across the street to the open area to ride your bike.  Everest, Bryce, Jackson, and you have built some dirt jumps to ride on.  Unfortunately, you've created a gazillion holes in the ground while doing so.  You guys don't seem to mind, though.  We've received a lot of rain recently so that whole area is flooded/muddy.  You're anxious for the ground to dry out so you can get back out there.  You let Rie come with you sometimes and are always home before it gets dark.  Now that it's staying darker later, I imagine that's where you'll be spending a lot of your time (until baseball starts).

You're good at saving your money but always want more.  This year you'll be eligible to work in the snack bar at baseball.  You also went around the neighborhood this year to sell lemons and rake people's leaves.  Daddy keeps suggesting you mow people's lawns or clean out their garbage cans.  While you love money, you're not too keen on having to work extra hard to earn it.  I think that'll change once you start working at the snack bar.  

While doing your homework, you have to listen to music because you say it helps you focus.  As soon as we get in the car to go somewhere, you ask Daddy if he can turn on Amazon music.  We had a break in the rain today so you put the iPad in your backpack and you rode around on your bike listening to music.  You love music and enjoy a wide variety of genres.  Your favorite artist right now is Morgan Wallen, and you'd love to see him in concert.

Speaking of concerts, I took you to see Matisyahu with me last year since Daddy was out of town.  You thought everyone was weird and didn't enjoy yourself.  You asked if you could join me and Auntie Kari when we go see Vance Joy in a couple of months.  I'm working on it because I'd love to go with you!

You are officially taller than me which is really weird.  Trying to console or reprimand someone who is bigger than you doesn't feel right.  But you still love to snuggle and let me hug you as much as I want.  You don't always hug back but that's okay.  You also very rarely say you love me and Daddy back when we tell you we love you.  I attribute that to being a teenager.

Despite the big, bad teenager attitude, you came home from school the other day saying it was the worst day ever.  There was an unexpected intruder drill and you initially thought it was real.  It really scared you and you now get nervous every time someone talks over the PA system.  You like to appear tough and strong, which you are a lot of the time.  But I know there's still that tender boy deep down inside.

That's why you still have Lucifer and sleep with her every night.  You don't just sleep with her, she's with you on the couch every time you're watching tv.  You sniff the same spot on her back that you always have while you suck on your tongue.  We don't talk much about her because I don't want you to get embarrassed but I love that she's still such a large part of you.

You are very into your appearance and love to match.  You have a lot of shoes (you wear a size 9 in mens) and Dickies pants.  You could probably wear a new baseball hat every day for a month.  You eat smoothies for breakfast.  I still make your lunch for school and it's been peanut butter and crackers for months.  You can scarf down pizza or a hamburger in a flash.  We have to remind you to brush your hair often, and you just cut it for the first time in probably a year.  You still play with Nico on a daily basis, and you two come up with interesting things to do.  I described you two to a neighbor down the street and she said, "Oh, the boys that ride in a car seat on a skateboard?"  As long as you're wearing your bike helmet, I'm fine with that.  You ride your bike to school when it's not raining, and you wear shorts when it's not raining.  You love "Only the Brave" and want to be a hot shot.  You still love "Chasing Mavericks" and would probably surf if we lived closer to the ocean.  You love the water and thrive when we go to the lake or river.  It makes me nervous how comfortable you are but you assure me you're fine.

You are fine, and you'll do great things.  Remember to be kind, do well, you're amazing, and I love you!

Love,

Mama

Doodlebug - Tally Mark 96

Dear Rie,

As we left the baseball field last night, you said, "Five more hours until my birthday!"  I told you that at that time, eight years ago, we were just finishing up at a Mexican restaurant when I started having contractions.  I knew those feelings were only the beginning and you'd be joining our family soon after.

This year, as an eight year old, you're going to be baptized.  You have a bookmark of Jesus in the water and it reminds you of him being baptized in a river.  When we first started talking about  your baptism, you said from the very beginning that you wanted to be baptized in a river.  Since there's been a lot of snow this year, and rivers run really fast, we thought a lake might be a safer bet.  So that's the plan!  You also don't want anyone there but Daddy, The Lime, and me (someone from the bishopric will have to be there, too).  Can I tell you how excited I am to have just our family there to enjoy this special day?

The reason why you just want our family there is because you're still shy.  Definitely not like you used to be, though!  I was talking with The Lime last night (also at baseball), and asked him if he remembered your first season of Fall Ball.  Your coach asked each of you who your favorite team and baseball player were.  You had answers but were so scared to speak in front of people that The Lime had to do it for you.  It made me so happy to see you sitting on the bench last night, talking and having a good time with your teammates.  We were at a Mexican restaurant last week (we like Mexican food) and one of your classmates walked in.  You both said hi to each other as he passed us.  That was huge!!  You're also getting better at ordering your own food and asking for things by yourself.  I know this is a challenge for you.  The small steps you're taking will lead you to so many wonderful opportunities!

Speaking of baseball, you are on the Red Sox this year with Coach Mike (he was your Fall Ball coach last year).  You've loved pitching and catching, and have made some great hits and plays.  You've gotten the game ball once and are always disappointed you haven't gotten it again, because you're always so proud of how you've played.  You're a natural on the field and Daddy has thrown around the idea of playing travel ball.  That makes you nervous but I'd know you'd do great if you decided to play.

When you're not playing baseball, you're on a device.  I think I may have had something to do with that (you've been watching YouTube your whole life).  You love watching other people play video games or playing games yourself.  We recently bought you a stylus pen so you could draw on the iPad.  I love when you bring home pictures from school that you've drawn because you're so stinkin' talented!  You soak up anything you focus on and it amazes me what your little brain has stored in it.  At school yesterday, you got to look at and hold a vole skeleton.  You were so excited to share with me everything you learned about it (and it was a lot!).  I had to ask you questions because I didn't know what you were talking about.  Keep that love for learning up!

Earlier this year, we struggled with some negative thoughts and rough emotions.  We still don't know where they came from but it was hard to hear you say the things you did.  I hope you know that no matter what, Daddy, The Lime, and I will love you.  You are the best Rie in the entire world and our family wouldn't be complete without you in it.  It's hard for you to express your emotions and it makes you a bit overwhelmed.  We're learning to take breaks to allow things to settle so we can talk about them without getting mad (both of us).  It makes me a little nervous for what you'll be like as a teenager (with hormones) so hopefully we can figure a good method out now.

One thing I hope you still do as a teenager is say, "Mommy?  Guess what!"  And then you tell me you love me.  That's been our thing since you could talk and it makes my heart swell.  You still ask for lovies and you occasionally ask me or Daddy to snuggle with you at night.  You always give us hugs and kisses before bed.  You have, though, started walking to your class by yourself when I drop you off for school in the mornings.  I know it's a step in the right independent direction but it also feels strange.  I'm proud of you for being brave and trying new things by yourself.

Some fun things about you are that you love the color red (and you'll sometimes dress in red from head to toe), you still have your mohawk (and you let us do a real mohawk a couple months ago), you have my big teeth and Daddy's small mouth (we'll see how that works out for you), you're much smaller than The Lime was at this age (you tried his suits on and you were swimming in them), your best friend is Tyler (he's been in every class with you so far), you love to read and zip through books so fast.

You're my best Rie and I'm excited to see what the next year brings you!

Love,

Mama

The Lime - Tally Mark 144

 Dear Freddy,

The big 12!  You received the priesthood on January 2 and have passed the Sacrament the last two weeks.  You also got to go to the temple on January 12 and do baptisms for the dead.  You love passing the Sacrament but said the baptisms were weird.  You didn't like having to change, and Daddy told you to get used to it because it's going to be like that for the rest of your life.  Daddy was out of town the night of baptisms, and I was home with RieRie because he's sick.  Uncle Keith was able to take you and I was so glad you weren't completely without family that night.  We'll have to take you back with Daddy and me to hopefully dissolve some of the weirdness.

You decided to start growing your hair out last year, after a haircut in March.  Lots of people have commented on it and suggested you cut it.  You refuse to listen to them.  I love that about you!  You do what you like and aren't influenced by the opinions of others.  You came home from school the other day and said a girl was giving you weird looks about your Dude Perfect bracelets.  You asked her what she was looking at and she timidly said, "Nothing."  Even if she had said something, I know you would continue wearing them.

Last year's letter said you decided not to play baseball, and that was the original plan.  But then you went to the park and saw Coach Dan.  He asked if you were going to play and you told him no.  From the time it took you to ride home from the park (less than five minutes), you decided you did want to play.  I emailed Coach Dan that night and he said if we registered you within the hour, he could get you on a team.  You ended up making it on to the A's, a moment we waited five years for.  You thrived at shortstop and took on the leader role of the team.  You were nominated for All-Stars but weren't picked.  You played Fall Ball and were put on a team with mostly travel ball kids.  It was a challenge for you to keep up but you never quit.  Please remember to never quit!  Always try your hardest!  Daddy and I are your biggest cheerleaders but you're the only one that can push yourself to do your very best.

Middle school has been an adjustment for you.  The first trimester was a bit rough but you've done amazing so far in the second.  You seem to have a test of quiz every other day which stinks because you hate studying.  Your math teacher reminds you a lot of Ms. Coulter (they're both young, have blonde hair, and love otters & Harry Potter).  You hate that you have to wear masks at school but have found solace with your friend Liam, as you have the same thoughts and opinions about Covid-19 and masks.  You started the year riding bikes to school with Cohen but that changed with our neighbor Logan started riding with you.  When it started getting cold & rainy, I drove you and Logan in the morning and his mom brought you home.  I think you've gotten used to it because it's not as cold, nor wet, but you still ask to drive.  You love getting to school on-time and worry if we're even just a few minutes off schedule.  That trait came from me.

You still love playing with Jackson and Wyatt but they'll be moving in March.  Rylen moved last year but you've played with Nico a lot.  Which is funny because Nico is in RieRie's class.  You've influenced him to play baseball and wear camo hats with Vans.  I think you like being the older kid that everyone looks up to.  We just have to remind you that you aren't the boss and you can't use your age as a reason to tell people what to do.

We broke the news to you last night that Santa doesn't have a white beard nor does he live in the North Pole.  You said you were a little sad but started catching on when kids at school talked about what they got for Christmas.  You said you didn't care whether or not the Tooth Fairy, Easter Bunny, or leprechauns were real.  You still wondered how Mommy & Daddy were able to buy you and Rie bikes a couple years ago.  We simply said, "That's the magic of Christmas."

You are about an inch away from being as tell as me, which is weird even though we knew it was going to happen.  Despite being big, you still have Lucifer and sleep with it every night.  You love Tech Decks and dressing up for Nerf battles.  You tried on your old fireman outfit a few weeks ago and did your best to convince me it still fit.  You aren't shy and still love pizza.  You inhale your food and take pride in having eaten nine slices of pizza in one sitting.  You could eat an entire box of Cheez-Its if you wanted but you still don't like breakfast.  You watched Mrs. Doubtfire for the first time a few weeks ago and you like Top Gun.  You love cars and are very passionate in your opinions on what you think are the best ones.  You love going to the dirt jumps across the street as well as the ones by the half pipe.  You wish you had a mountain bike because of the suspension but we told you you'd have to buy it for yourself.  Snuggling is still your favorite and you especially love when Aksel lays down with you on the couch.

Time keeps zipping by and I hope you're having fun.  I sure am, and I'm treasuring these years we have together before you venture off on your next adventure.  Be kind to others and yourself.  Remember you can do anything you put your mind to.  You are amazing and I love being your mom!

Love,

Mama

Doodlebug - Tally Mark 84

 

Dear RieRie,

7 years old!  Wo hoo!  7 is an awesome number, and I know you're going to have an awesome year ahead of you!

You are winding up your first grade year at school and you have mixed feelings about second grade.  You think it's going to be hard but I have a feeling you're going to breeze through it like you did first!  When you started the school year, your spelling/writing/reading were a struggle.  We'll blame Covid on that one, since you had to do "school" from home for three months and not much learning took place.  But you worked so hard and your struggling scores shot up to outstanding.  You love to read and be read to.  Every math test you take has a "Wowza!" on the front of it because you got a perfect score.  Your teacher said you were perfect, and I'd have to agree (most days).

Speaking of school, we met with your Speech Therapist last week and she officially deemed you a graduate of speech!  I was watching videos of you when you were younger and it was so hard for me to understand what you were saying.  I know this was frustrating for you because you knew exactly what you were trying to get across.  I think that played a part in you being so shy, because you were afraid people wouldn't be able to understand you.  Now you confidently go to the snack bar at baseball and order a pretzel and Gatorade all by yourself.  This wouldn't have happened a year ago!  I'm so proud of how hard you worked and your enthusiasm to grow.

You decided to play baseball this season and you've loved every second of it.  You thrive at playing all the bases because you're such an awesome catcher.  At the end of every game, you remind us how far you hit the ball and that you're the best player on your time.  You love playing wiffleball with The Lime outside and going across the street with Daddy to the batting cages.  I know you'll make it far in baseball if you keep loving it and trying your best!

When you're not playing baseball, you're most likely on the iTouch watching YouTube.  Occasionally you'll go outside and play with the neighbor kids.  You've recently started asking if you could go with The Lime to his friend's house but he has a pool, and I'm not 100% confident in your swimming skills just yet.  Hopefully with lessons this summer, you'll get even better!  

You told your teacher the other day that you want to be a police officer when you grow up.  I suggested a K9 officer because you love dogs so much.  Aksel has been such a treat for you.  You want to be as close to him as possible, all the time, even if he doesn't want you to be close to him.  You two like to tease each other and sometimes it goes a bit too far.  Aksel really does see you as one of his littermates.  I'm so glad you two will be able to grow up together!

I talked about your tummy issues in last year's birthday letter.  Thankfully, it's not as bad as it once was but you still have flare ups every once in a while.  I'm beginning to think it might be linked to Red 40 dye, because anything red tends to immediately send you to go potty.  This means no red ICEEs at the snack bar.  Total bummer! 

You give Daddy and me a run for our money.  I often ask Daddy how we'll be able to handle you when you're 16 because we can barely handle six.  You know what you want, are persistent when you strongly believe in something, and rarely back down.  You have an amazing poker face.  I just hope it's a phase and not something you'll carry on with as you get older.  You insist on getting hot lunch at school.  Your art skills are out of this world, and you can draw pretty much anything.  You still give me hugs, tell me you love me, and let me hold your hand.  You can't go to bed without getting at least two kisses, because you claim to have not received the first.  You get afraid going into the garage by yourself, whether it's light or dark outside.  You say you're cold when it's hot outside, and hot when it's cold outside.  And you say you're cold if the wind is blowing no matter the temperature.  You get very enthusiastic when you tell stories.  You randomly scream in your sleep, usually telling The Lime to stop.  You've lost six teeth and are hoping number seven won't be too far behind.  You believe everything your friend, Tyler, tells you (he is not nine years old and he didn't move in down the street from us).  You're so darn cute, funny, and smart and I'm so glad you joined our family seven years ago.  I love you so much!

Love,

Mama

The Lime - Tally Mark 132

Dear Freddy,

Angel number 11!!!!  Holy cow, still shocked we're already to this moment.  We spent last night talking about the moments leading to your birth.  Your biggest concern was how your head came through such a small hole.  I love that you're comfortable enough to ask such a thing.

You came home this week, after playing with some friends at the park.  You told me one of the boys is in middle school and his voice sounded funny.  You openly asked him, "Are you going through puberty?"  He said yes.  That time is just around the corner for you, so I'm treasuring the time where your face is still silky smooth, and your little voice doesn't crack.

This is your last year in elementary school and, while it's not what we envisioned (still dealing with Coronavirus), you love it.  Mrs. Lara (Ms. Coulter) is your teacher, and as previous years, she was your number one pick.  You have meshed well with her and you're thriving!  We just got your progress report for semester two and you have all As and one B.  Going out with a bang!  You're learning that studying pays off, and you're so proud of yourself when you come home to tell me you got an A on your test/quiz/story/project.  I'm super proud of you, too.  You also dressed up for every day of Kindness Week, which has never happened.  I was thinking about it earlier this week.  Every year you have asked for a yearbook and every year we tell you you can get one when you're in 5th grade.  I'm so sorry you're getting a yearbook for a school year where nothing has happened!  I promise to get you a yearbook from now on.

You love playing with friends (Cohen, Logan, Jackson, Wyatt) and count down the minutes after you get home from school where you can knock on someone's' door.  Riding bikes or scooters is your activity of choice.  You've started going to the library park with Cohen and I think you love that bit of independence.  You also play Fortnite and your friends' houses because we don't let you play it at home.  You get excited to tell me about all of the kills you've made but I really don't understand what it means.  Thank you for telling me anyway!

Many people have commented about your style.  You take much pride in your outfits and ensuring they match.  You've started rolling up the cuffs on your pants and don't care if they're rolled extremely high.  You would wear everything Vans if you could, and you hope to work there when you're 16 so you can get an employee discount.  And so you can smell the shoes and new clothes.  That's your favorite smell!  

It's been a struggle for a while to get you to push yourself, try a little harder, and see your potential.  We were doing sit-ups and push-ups the other night, and you couldn't do either.  With a lot of encouragement, you've seen your potential and we now do a round of push-ups, sit-ups, and planks every night.  Sometimes we throw in a wall sit for fun.  You've already improved so much!  And it's exciting to see you get past the negative thoughts in your mind, telling you you can't do something.  

While you still watch plenty of Dude Perfect and Fortnite videos on YouTube, you've started watching videos linked to law enforcement.  Live PD was one of your favorite shows before they stopped making it.  You've mentioned a carrier in this field might be something you'd like to pursue.  But you think it might be scary.  And you get scared really easily, so that gives us something else to push through.  It would be neat if that's what pans out.  You've played and pretended to be a police officer for so long, it really might be your calling.

You still have Lucifer and sleep with it every night.  Its full of holes and the stuffing can be found all over our house.  It's been your pal and comforted you for so long, I can't imagine it not being by your side every night in bed, or on the couch with you while you're watching tv.  Daddy still threatens to throw it away, but I promise I won't let that happen.

We sat down this week and you decided you didn't want to play baseball this year.  Part of me is sad, but you want to try something new and I support you 100%.  You're thinking football or basketball.  Here's to hoping the world will settle down and resolve itself soon so you can get out and explore new adventures.

I love you so much, dude!  Your attitude and talking back stink sometimes but I suppose that comes with the age.  You try really hard to do good.  You watch our for others, always making sure they're safe.  You remember to say thank you after we buy you something.  You still want me to carry you to bed, but I have a feeling you'll be carrying me before long.  You eat all your dinner, even if it's gross and you don't want to.  You're simply the best and I'm so glad you're mine.

Love,

Mommy