Angry Bird Cupcakes

Dear Bubbas,
Angry Birds are everywhere. The Angry Bird marketing team has been doing an amazing job because we can't go into one store without seeing them at least fifty times. Daddy lets you play ten minutes or so a week with him on his lap. You think it's a pretty funny game. The other day we decided to make some Angry Bird cupcakes. It was a lot of fun and I absolutely love how your birds turned out. You guys liked them so much that it took you over a day to finally eat one! I love how serious you guys are when you're decorating your cupcakes. It's a very important task!
Thanks for making something as simple as making cupcakes the best part of our day! I love you!
Mommy

Hunter Boy

Dear Hunter,
I have so much to tell you that I don't even know where to start. The other night you were excited to take a bath and you went running down the hallway. Daddy and I still are unsure of exactly what happened but we heard you fall and then scream wildly. I went around the corner and saw you laying on the ground covered in blood. It turns out you had somehow hit your head on the door and cut a huge gash into your head. Uncle Wade came right over to watch Kaylee and Connor and we took you to the emergency room. While we were getting you ready to go and waiting for Uncle Wade we had to stop Connor from freaking out because he was convinced with all the blood that was running into your eye initially that you had poked your eye out and were blind. He could hardly stand the though. Then we had to calm Kaylee down because she was livid that she was standing naked in the bathroom waiting for us to turn on the water and she was cold. It was a very interesting five minutes in the Allen household.
You were so brave at the hospital. Daddy was making us laugh so hard by being silly while we waited. However, whenever the doctor walked into the room your face went stone cold. You told us you were worried he was going to cut you open. We tried our hardest to explain that you already had a giant cut on your head and that he was going to fix it, but you thought for sure that meant he was going to cut open your head. Where you get these ideas I have no idea. You ended up with five staples in your head. You only screamed on the last one which I think may have been because the numbing cream didn't get that little area all the way. On the way home you told Daddy you were hungry so he swung through the Mcdonald's drive through and bought you chicken nuggets. Then Daddy took me home to relieve uncle Wade and you two went to Walmart to pick out breakfast for the morning and a toy for being so brave.
Daddy said you had a good time making a pick and you chose the coolest Superman lego set. Connor was incredibly jealous when he woke up and saw it, but after talking to him and showing him your staples he decided it wasn't that big of a deal.
You have to keep gauze over the staples because they aren't in very well, so you have a giant ace bandage wrapped around your head. You are incredibly concerned about any of your clothing touching the bandage. You are also always asking me if your bandage is coming off. Your head hurts pretty bad so you don't even want to lay it down on your pillow. That has made our nights pretty long lately because you aren't sleeping. The other night you only got three hours of sleep. Last night you didn't fall asleep until almost eleven, however you are still sleeping now at 8 am so I'm hoping that is a sign you feel better. We'll go get the staples out later this week, which I'm sure will freak you out pretty good, but we'll see.
You and Connor have been the best of friends lately. Like all friendships you two drive each other crazy at times. Connor tells you what to do a lot. He's very concerned about following the rules and so he'll tell you to pick up the library books or to put your shoes in the closet. The other day you just flipped out on him and yelled, "Connor treats me like a baby! I know what to do, STOP TELLING ME!" We had a long talk with Connor about how his constant reminders make you feel and it's gotten much better.
Your singing drives Connor insane. You like to sing the Spiderman song. Except you sing it wrong. You sing, "Spiderman, Spiderman, does whatever a spider do."
Connor yelled the other day, "It's whatever a spider CAN!"
Even though we tell you that we don't like it when you yell at each other and we coach you on how to handle situations with grace and patience I think it's absolutely hilarious when you have these freak out moments on each other. It makes me laugh at the things that you guys just "can't handle."
You went on a date with Grandma Karen and Papa Jerry last weekend. You had such a great time. They took you to the store to pick a toy, to the park to see the birds, and you got to go to the mall for My Fro Yo. Grandma Karen said towards the end of the date you were just sitting down to enjoy your frozen yogurt when you saw a Cat in the Hat mascot and completely wigged out! You were adamant that they take you home immediately. You have a very sincere fear of all mascots and unfortunately there have been a lot out and about lately! At the Trac
On your date with Grandma and Grandpa Allen you picked a toy(s). They're called Squinkies. They are the world's smallest rubber action figures. Seriously smaller than your thumb nail. You love them! You played with them and only them for three days straight. They're so small you would misplace one and beg me to find it. I finally made a rule that if I happened to see one of your superheros I would put them in a bin for you but that I wasn't going to go looking for them. Now it's almost a game for  me. I find myself walking around the house, eyes peeled to the floor looking for a superhero. I have to admit, they are cute toys.
I love you buddy! So very much do I love you! I'm sorry you had to get staples in your head. Thanks for being such a sweetie pie through it all.
Love Mommy

Firetruck Pajamas

Dear Connor,
You found a new pair of pajamas that you love! They are a pair of firetruck pajamas that you saw at Costco. You saw them and immediately wanted them. It was a Tuesday night and Mommy didn't have money to get them for you, but I promised you I would take you back to Costco the next morning when Daddy got paid to get them. You were very understanding and very excited! The next morning you reminded me that we were going to go back to Costco. I told you that we would go as soon as preschool was over. You ran to get dressed for preschool. As we were standing by the door getting ready to leave I realized I couldn't find the car keys. It turns out that Daddy took the keys to work with him. I explained what happened to you and I could see the disappointment on your face. You asked me for hours when we would get to go to Costco. I kept telling you we'd go when Daddy got home. Finally, you could take it now more and I suggested you call Grammy and see what she was doing. You called her and she didn't answer so you left a message. Then you called again. And again. And again. You were very upset that she wasn't answering and beginning to get panicked about getting these pajamas. Finally, it was nap time and you went to sleep, reluctantly.
Grammy called while you were sleeping and came right over. When you woke up she said, "Did you call me?"
You jumped out of bed and said,"Yes! I called and called and called, but you wouldn't answer!"
She took you to Costco right away and you got your pajamas. You were so thrilled and gave Grammy all the credit for saving the day and for the pajamas. It was cute to see you so excited about this!
You only want to wear your firetruck pajamas now, so we stick to our preschool and church rule. You can wear them whenever, wherever you want but not to preschool or church. So, when you go to preschool that is my opportunity to throw them in the washer and get them clean! I try my hardest to make sure that they are dry before you get home, because as you are walking in the door you are stripping down to change into them.
You're very excited for your birthday. You can't decide what you want to do. I think you really want a Batman party, but you are trying to decide between the Batman party or a Star Wars party. I think you'll end up with the Batman party.
This morning you woke me up and asked me to get you a bar and juice. I asked you if Daddy had gone to work and you said yes. Then a few minutes later you came back in and woke me up to ask why I wasn't getting up and where was your bar and juice. I stumbled out of bed and into the kitchen to realize it was 3 am. Daddy was asleep in Hunter's bed. You were pretty disappointed that you had to go back to bed but I let you take a pop tart with you to ease the pain.
I love you kiddo! I love how you have your favorite things and stick to them. You make my heart happy.
Love Mommy

The only picture of your firetruck pajamas I have right now, I better take care of that today.

Princess Party

Dear Kaylee,
Last week you got an invitation in the mail that only confirmed what you've known all along. You're a princess! You were invited to a princess party. You were so excited!  As soon as you opened the invitation and I told you what it was, you ran to Daddy and showed him, "see, Daddy, see? Princess Arty!"

Daddy hung the invitation up in your room, but it didn't stay there long because everywhere we went that week you took it with you in your Miche bag. You were so cute carrying around your purse and pulling out your invitation to show anyone who even slightly looked your way.

The day of the big party came and we made a whole afternoon out of it. You chose the perfect outfit, complete with tutu. I took you to get a hair cut, we did a little shopping at Target, got dinner at Panda Express, and finally the party.

You loved everything about the party, especially the big pink princess tent and the food. You liked playing with the balloons a lot too. You kept letting go of it and letting it float to the ceiling and then you'd want me to get it for you. I tired of that game quickly so I tied your princess wand (party favor) to it so that it would have more length. You had it stuck in your head that you couldn't reach even though you absolutely could. You kept pushing a toy ride on train over to the balloon and standing up on the train to "reach" the balloon. It was rather humorous.

It was really fun that you got invited to a princess party. The boys kept telling everyone that it was only for "GIRLS." They put an emphasis on that word to make it known that they were not upset because that would be crazy for them to hang out with a bunch of "GIRLS."

When we got home the boys had gone out with Daddy for some "guy" time so we put in a movie and snuggled together in the chair until you told me you were tired and wanted to go to "seep."

It was such a great afternoon with you. I'm so lucky to have such a fun little girl to hang out with. I love you my princess.
Mommy

End of the night, I love how she carries her purse everywhere just like Mommy!"

 

Look at her feet. =0)

Best night ever! Party and Chinese food!

They'll think he's cute

Dear Hunter,
Lately you boys have not wanted anything to do with washing your hair. You won't even let me wet it down to make it look nice. This morning I had just washed my hands and they were still a little wet so I walked over to you and smoothed down your bed head. You immediately began to sob.  You did not want wet hair. I reassured you that your hair wasn't wet and I combed it out with a hairbrush. I then told you how handsome  you were and how cute your hair was. This only made you sob harder.

I continued getting ready for the morning. The crying lasted about ten minutes. Finally, you calmed down enough to have this conversation between sobs:

Mommy, "Hunter, what is wrong? Your hair isn't wet."
Hunter, "All the kids are going to say I'm cute?"
Mommy," Who's going to say you're cute?"
Hunter," All the boys and girls."
Mommy," Why? Because I combed your hair?"
Hunter," Yes."
Mommy, "do they say you're cute a lot?"
Hunter," YES!"
Mommy," You don't want them to say you're cute?"
Hunter,"NO!"
Mommy," Do you want me to mess your hair up?"
Hunter,"YES!"
I ruffled your hair up,"There, you have bed head again."
Hunter," sniffle...sniffle, good."

Oh buddy, I hate to break it to you, but you are cute. You're going to hear that from a lot of people over the course of your life. One day though, you'll see it as a blessing and not a burden. I love you sweetie. I'm sorry I fixed your hair. From now on, bed head it is.
Mommy

Dear Connor,

You are such a sweet kid. You have the softest heart. You are always doing things for others, especially your sister. You are constantly worried about doing the right thing and pleasing others. I imagine that one day we may find out you have a bit of your mother's anxiety issues, but for now we're just treating some of your anxious behavior the best way we know. The latest fear you have is choking to death. Daddy was explaining to you that when you chew your food you need to do it really well so that it can fit down your throat and go to your belly. Somewhere along the way you got it into your head that food can go into your throat or into your belly and if it goes into your throat- you die. This has made for the last few meals to be pretty tearful. You will be eating and then all of a sudden you start crying and screaming that food is in your throat and you don't want to die. Then you follow that up with repeated questions about heaven. We've assured you that you are not going to die. That all food goes into your throat before it goes to your belly, but you are just not convinced. So, whenever you start crying during a meal I just hold you and reassure you as best I can and then when  you've calmed down we try again to explain it to you.

You were so fun this Christmas season. You fell in love with Buddy the Elf. You had so many questions about his magic, and how his mouth worked. Could he talk? Could he eat? How does he fly? You got so excited to find him every day. On the last night when we got to hug Buddy good bye you were practically beside yourself with excitement that you got to touch him!

You are really into batman lately. You love super heroes and you love playing good guy vs. bad guy games. You love to be chased and will run and scream no matter who is chasing you, but you do not like to be the chaser (unless you're chasing Daddy!).  Whenever it's your turn to chase and the other kids run away you get sad and come tell me that nobody is playing with you and that they keep running away.

You are so smart! You love to read and you love to practice new skills. You still love to use your scissors and you get a kick out of learning how to write the letters in your name. You say "C for Connor" several times a day when you see a random C around the house.

It was fun taking you to look at Christmas lights this year. You were super excited to give away your prize. The house you chose was really sweet and thanked you a bunch. You puffed up-all excited and proud.

You made the holiday so special and fun this year! Thank you for being such a sweet boy.
I love you,
Mommy

December

Dear Hunter,
You have been so fun this month! The Christmas season has bee so exciting for you and I have really enjoyed watching you. This year we started a few new things that we hope become traditions in our family. We adopted an Elf on the Shelf. You were interested in him at first while we read you the story of how the elf is Santa's helper who sits in our house and watches you during the day and fly's to the North Pole at night to tell Santa if you were naughty or nice. Every morning when he returns he lands in a different spot of the house. Your interest has grown to an absolute adoration of our little elf. You insisted that we name him Buddy because that's what Santa calls him. You got that from last years favorite movie Elf. It amazes me the things you can remember. The first morning you came running out of the bedroom and asked where Buddy was. You laughed and laughed when you found him and every morning has been the same since. You just love to find where Buddy has gone.

Every day Buddy leaves us a reeses peanut butter cup and a note. His note tells us something fun he wants us to do together as a family. We've made cookies together, ornaments, watched holiday movies, visited grandmas...the works!

Our favorite activity that Buddy has left for us to do was to drive around the town and look at Christmas lights. When we saw a house that we liked the best we were suppose to give that house a prize. On the first night we made the prizes which you were excited about because you got to use scissors and cut and there was candy involved. Then when we went to look at the houses you were so excited we only made it down the road before you found your "favorite" house. You were so excited to give away your prize. It was really fun walking you up to the house so you could knock on the door. You were all jittery with excitement. Then when they answered the door you thrust your prize into their hands! You walked back to the car so proud of yourself and happy. It was absolutely adorable. Daddy and I both wished we had made more prizes so that we could keep going because you were having so much fun!

You're growing up and getting braver every day, but you still don't want to get to close to danger. I can remember when you were a baby and we use to tease you saying that you only liked "safe fun." It's funny how as a baby your personality so strongly presented itself. You're definitely braver though. This year you didn't scream at Connor that the reindeer were going to eat him. You even stood up on the hay and looked at them. However, one reindeer thought that you had food for him and came running over to you. Just as quickly as he was coming you were getting off the hay and running away. It gave me a good chuckle.

When we saw Santa you did the exact same thing that you did last year. First, you just stopped walking. We were all the way to Santa when we looked back and saw you 20 feet behind us and not budging an inch. We finally convinced you to come stand next to us. You made it within 5 feet of Santa and hollered out, "PAT THE PIG ON MY LIST!"

Santa had a very confused look on his face and said, "uh-ok". I think he had no idea what you were talking about. Josie was with us this year and she sat on Santa's bench while Santa stood behind the bench. You sat next to her for  a quick minute but your face revealed just how scared you were! I was proud of you for facing your fears.

The month is already half way over and I'm sad at how fast this season is going. It has been the funnest of the year. I love watching how excited you are about everything. I can't wait to see what the rest of this season will bring. Thank You for making everything so magical.
I love you,
Mommy