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Dear Evelyn and Theo,

Today is Halloween, which is also the last day of October. Just like last year, we did Halloween pictures earlier in the month because I knew the actual day of trick or treating would be craziness. Not surprisingly, it’s drenched outside right now, you both are fighting sleep as I write, but Evelyn my dear, you are determined to go out in your Tigger costume today. Theo, you don’t know what’s going on, but if I put your monkey costume on I’m sure you’d be delighted.

Well, 15 minutes later and here you both are watching Cinderella. Gus Gus is making you both laugh, and me too actually. Halloween should be interesting with both of you running on no naps and a 6:15am wake up time. I’m sure it’ll be a blast. I normally take pride in the fact that I have you guys on a pretty set schedule, that you stick to for the most part. But just when I’m getting too high and mighty on my mommy horse, I think you both realize that and decide to remind me that I don’t have it all together.

And it’s the truth. Some days are better and more organized and productive than others, but for the most part I feel like I’m always playing catch up. You both are so energetic and busy, traits that I love about you. But it’s hard to keep up with you, and everything else in life. But you guys don’t really mind if the floor is not vacuumed or the books put away, so I’m trying to adopt your attitudes-for now at least.

These days are seeing us outside every chance we get, which is not often. The rain came earlier this month and is here to stay. Being cooped up inside is getting old fast, but our twice weekly walks to school are things to look forward to and an excuse to get out, raining or not. You would think all this inside time would mean more gets done, which to an extent, it is, but I’m also doing more damage control than usual. You guys definitely don’t like being stuck inside day after day. Neither do I. But, we are trying to make the most of it with puzzles and movies and books and wrestling and couch jumping.

A few things I want to remember about this age and time for both of you…

Evelyn: your love for school, your raspy voice and crazy hair when you wake up from naps, how you can have an actual conversation with me, your puzzle obsession, how you’ve actually learned to hide when we play hide and seek, and your kisses and hugs for Theo.

Theo: your love of trucks/planes/tractors/buses and anything else that is big and moves and makes lots of noises-you get really excited whenever you see any of those, how you’re not talking at all yet, just grunting, your one shouldered dance move, your love of your Lovey, how you get so excited when Daddy gets up in the morning and run to hug him, watching you jump in place and off of things-little daredevil, and how you love to full on tackle Ev when she is in her Tigger costume.

Love you both with all my heart. You test my patience and give me headaches, like the one I have right now, but writing these letters to you is a reminder to me that you will not be my babies always. If, when you are older and can read and also have days that I annoy you and you wonder about my love for you, come back and read these letters. Know that while not every day was easy together, every day was together. And that’s the most important thing.

Love,

Mommy

She’s starting to say words like terrific and comes up to my waist. When did she go from a baby to a kid?!

As a compulsive picture taker and memory recorder, I couldn’t let the first day of school go undocumented. Her excitement at getting to go to school was so cute, and is still cute as she continues to love preschool. Let’s hope this enthusiasm continues into middle and high school.

I didn’t cry, but I definitely felt a twinge of sadness. She held those back pack straps like such a big kid. Where did she learn that? She reminded me more than once that I wasn’t supposed to stay, mom. You’re leaving, right mom? Tears inside. I guess I should be glad that it isn’t the opposite end of the spectrum, where she clings to my leg and won’t let me leave, but still a part of me loves to be needed by her. With her curls bouncing she excitedly walked in her ballet shoes and bunny dress-bought especially for her first day-towards the Unicorn Room. She hung up her koala backpack from Uncle Joe and that was that. In she went. Barely a good bye for dear old ma’.

She may say words too big for 3 year olds and grow inches overnight, but she also still wears footie onesies to bed and sleeps with her favorite stuffed animals and is afraid of the dark. She still bumps her head and cries into my shoulder. She still crawls into my lap right after naps for a snuggle and huddles up next to me on the train when she sees a person that scares her (and then proceed to tell me loudly that she doesn’t like that person). She can’t reach the cupboards and needs help opening her yogurts. There are a lot of things she still needs her mommy for, so I guess I can give her a break when she forgets to give me hugs when she runs to her classroom.

But on the days she turns and gives me and her little brother smooches before joining her buddies for circle time and painting, those days are just the best.