Dear Nathan,
This morning was dress like a pirate day at school. You were totally able to rock your 24M PJ pants to pull of this look. I'd have to say it's a cute look for you. Plus, Daddy's parrot added a nice touch to the ensemble.
On Most Wednesdays, your friend Michael comes over to play. You guys play very well together, but when his big brother is around, three is a crowd and someone's feelings always get hurt. Hannah also loves to follow Michael around. Since he's the baby in the family, got a bit annoyed when Hannah kept chasing him and giggling.
The weather has been simply amazing. On the humid side, but temps have not yet reached 90 (knock on wood). So we've spent a lot of time outside.
I took this picture to compare the sizes of you two. Hannah is quickly catching up to Nathan.
And for how much Hannah likes to swing on swings, you have quite the serious face while swinging. Perhaps that's when you contemplate deep thoughts about the universe...
On Friday, we had a MOPS play date and had more fun times at the park. After most people left, we hung around with another friend and just played at the sand volleyball courts for awhile.
On Saturday morning, we went to Zilker park for a children's maker festival. We hopped on the zilker zephyr and both of you had a great time waving to bystanders.
We attended to event, which ended up being a small demo of a summer camp. There were a few activities that you both were able to do.
On Sunday, we went out to eat at Freddie's. This was a bit different than our normal circulation of family favorites, but you guys sure enjoyed the cold treat afterwards.
On Sunday, some of Mommy and Daddy's friends came over for dinner. Below is Kat. For some weird reason Nathan, you always eat your green beans when she is around. So, this pretty much means that they have to come over more often.
Hannah, you are always so cute when you eat. You are such a great eater, I never really have to worry about whether or not you are eating enough variety. You are cool with taking a bite of cupcake, followed by a bite of carrot.
Yesterday, we had a chinese farewell party to two people in the group. One of the ladies leaving is the reason we now have so many Chinese friends. As I get to know more of these women on a deeper level, I've come to respect and admire all that they've accomplished. I'm glad that I have these women to walk the walk of preserving and passing along the Chinese heritage to our children.
Of course, it's not a party unless you have a sea of shoes by the front door.
For the most part, Nathan, you don't throw many tantrums unless you are tired, and need to sleep, which is almost always the case on Tuesdays when you have soccer practice. In this picture you are crying because you found out that your lightning mcQueen bandaid is not recyclable and must be thrown in the trash. Seriously. That's it. Apparently your concept of recycling right now consists of the recycling truck taking away the recyclables, washing everything up really good and then it's ready to be used again. I don't know how many times I've tried to explain to you how the recyclers shred or melt down the things we recycle and make them into new things. I guess it's just too much for your little 3 year old brain right now...which is just fine.
This past week Nathan has also been a bit preoccupied about death. We read about how the dinosaurs died after a giant meteor hit the Earth and one thing led to another and suddenly I'm suddenly trying to explain how when the sun does finally explode, everything on Earth will die and go to heaven, but that explosion won't happen for a long, long time...after we all die. Yep, pretty much just dug the hole deeper.
There were two specific moments that made me realize that Nathan really understands the concept of death. One happened one day when you smashed a little ant and with a sad look on your face, you said, the ant is dead, it went to sleep forever.
Another moment happened in the car when you suddenly blurted out after a long moment of silence (which doesn't happen often), "I don't want to get old. I don't want to die." For awhile after that, you were even a bit reluctant to go to sleep, fearing that you will never wake up. Luckily, we talked you out of that pretty easily.
I tried to put a positive spin on this and talked about all the ice cream that we can eat when we go to Heaven and how everyone will be nice and we will all be happy with Jesus. I'm trying to be sensitive about this because for the longest time as a child, up to pretty recently, I've feared the uncertainty of death. I don't want this fear to weigh you down like it did me.
You are a very positive and insightful boy and I know with prayer and the help of God, you will work through this and your faith will be stronger.
Man, I guess this is when parenting becomes difficult in a different way. Now that you are more independent, can dress yourself, feed yourself, new things come up. But I'm excited to be there for you as both of you develop and grow into adults.
Love,
Mommy.
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