Letter to teacher

More and more I find myself asking the question, "Why do my husband's genes seem to trump my own both in looks and personality of all our children?"
I'm not saying this to brag and you can call my Mum to confirm this. I was a VERY conscientious student all throughout school. I wouldn't have dreamed of having a conversation with my neighbor while the teacher was talking or when I was supposed to be doing something. I recently looked back in my very first journal that I wrote when I was about 7 or 8 or something and my handwriting was very neat. Not a very interesting journal certainly but neatly written.
In 3rd Grade at Leia's school, one of the discipline techniques is for the offending student to write a letter to the teacher explaining their behavior. When this happens, the parent gets a copy of it. When I read Leia's letter I had to suppress a smile. She has such a big personality. No wilting violets here!

Dear Mrs. E

I was talking because I sneezed and told Virginia. I am a chatter box. Please forgive me. I am totally sorry. Can I make it up to you?

YOUR BEST STUDENT EVER
Leia

I also had a chance to speak to her teacher and she told me that it's not a big problem at this point but she does spend a lot of time talking. If she doesn't have a neighbor to talk to she will simply talk to herself. She also does everything in a hurry, ready to move on to the next thing.
Sometimes I have a hard time understanding the bright, vivacious, beautiful little girl I have the privilege of calling mine. I admit I don't really know what to do to help her focus at school and talk less. But I do know that she's probably more fun to hang out with than I ever was at her age. And she has been writing a journal lately. Since I peeked into the one I wrote when I was about her age and almost fell asleep I am glad she is who she is. Her journal is a laugh a minute!

Mommy's little helper?

It's book club tonight at my house. That means it's brownie baking time. Nathan showed a lot of interest in the proceedings. He pulled up a sponge block to stand on and decided to hinder help me. I'm such a lucky girl!

Gummy grin

Tonight, one of Spencer's two front teeth popped out at teeth brushing time. This is always cause for celebration as the Tooth Fairy has been known to be quite generous when at our house! Spencer kindly posed for a photo for me and then as the kids were ushered to bed, Leia wanted to whisper something in my ear. She said "I know the Tooth Fairy isn't real. You and Dad give the money". I was quite pleased that she is finally mature enough to have a clear understanding of myth versus reality. But I still found myself saying, "Don't be ridiculous, of course the Tooth Fairy is real." There's no need to rush these things after all.


What a cutie pie. I really like a gummy grin and it took me a while to get used to Leia's two new tombstones!


I can't possibly take out my camera without Leia being in a picture. What was I thinking?