Staying on Schedule

Dear Mackenzie,

You came down with strep throat last week, so the doctor prescribed a 10-day regimen of a daily probiotic (which I have you take with your breakfast) and a daily antibiotic (which I give you with your dinner). Last night, I didn't eat dinner with you but you remembered to ask Daddy for your antibiotic. This morning, I told you to take your probiotic and you chirped, "I already did!" Thank you, sweet girl, for being so mindful and responsible!

Love,

Mom

Talk Less, Smile More?

Dear Mackenzie,

Funny quotes from today:

Me: Alex, I need space in the fridge for your chocoflan [birthday cake] later.

You: You were supposed to surprise him!

Me: I can't surprise him. He's going to see me making it today.

You: You could have told him to go to work. You could have told him, "I need more money!"

You, after seeing Sawyer playing when I'd been telling him all day to study for his upcoming state exam: Mama, what's Sawyer meant to be doing? 

You: Mama, I don't like it when I have a sore throat. When I have a sore throat, it hurts when I talk, so I can't talk that much. And I really like to talk. (Haha, I know you do, sweetie!)

Love,

Mom

My Little Chatterbox

Dear Mackenzie,

We were eating breakfast the other day when you said to me, "I'm good at talking, drawing and then dancing. I'm really good at talking. You know how sometimes you tell me that I have to stop talking for a little bit? It's so hard!"

Hahaha, I am well aware!

Love,

Mom

Where Is the Underwear?

Dear Mackenzie,

I usually help you after your showers: I brush your hair, put lotion on you, help you put on your pants. You are old and capable enough to do all of that on your own, but I think we both like that I still help. Today, though, Daddy showered you while I was out and then left your room while you did your post-shower routine. Everything was all good until I took you to the bathroom after I came back home. You did your thing, got off the toilet and bent down to pull up your underwear--but you didn't have underwear! Surprised and confused, you asked me, "Mama, where is my underwear?" Also confused, I replied, "What do you mean, where is your underwear? Are they in your pants?" They were not because after your shower, you had forgotten to put on underwear before you put on your pants! Hahahahaha! I laughed a lot but you giggled SO much at your blunder and thought it was the funniest thing ever! After we got you some underwear, you couldn't wait to run off and tell Daddy and your siblings! Haha!

Love,

Mom

Counting On

Dear Mackenzie,

I asked you to spell the word count and you said, "c-u-n-t." And then you looked confused because you didn't understand why JieJie and I were clearly trying to stifle our laughter.

Love,

Mom

Bursting with Love

Dear Mackenzie,

When we finished brushing our teeth this morning, you said, "I love you so much, I just want to scream it!" You had the cutest smile on your face and bunched up your fists as if you really were about to burst. Then you ran to your room screaming, "I LOVE YOU!!!!!" Day made!! Also, can I just say how much I like it that when we brush our teeth together, you always hold my hand while we do so? It's so sweet!

In other cute news, you later showed me how to add two-digit numbers and kept saying "and so" while you explained to me, which I just thought was so adorable. You are and always will be my favorite little girl!

Love,

Mom

Art Collection

Dear Mackenzie,

You love drawing pictures and making art! I have a pile of your creations on my desk (as does Daddy, JieJie and your GuhGaws) and almost every day, you give me a new one to add to the collection. The stack is good two inches tall and the declutterer in me wants to clear it away but then I look through it and I can't bear to throw away something you made especially for me. You also write me notes and the most recent one is so sweet: "Dear Mama, I love you evey day! I am allways happy with you!" I know I will have to find somewhere to store all these things from you but I also know that I will cherish looking at them years from now. 

Love,

Mom