Dear Connor - 34 Months

Dear Connor,
Next month you start preschool again and you can't wait. It's been so hot outside and it seems as though the mosquitoes lay in wait for just one bit of your sweet baby blood. You haven't been outside much and it's starting to take it's toll on you, (us). I'm sure it will be a relief to escape to school and be away from Mommy and Daddy for just a little while. Plus you get to eat a pimento cheese sandwich for lunch when you go to school and that alone makes you happy. I'll not even mention the fruit snacks and Pringles.

You keep talking about Toot this month, who is your friend that we can't see and scares away the goats that come out of your ceiling at night to scare you when you are lying in bed. I think you may have gotten the word "ghost" confused with the word "goat" somewhere along the way. But it's most amusing. For two glorious weeks you were completely potty trained, but since have started regressing, just a bit. We don't push the issue because we know you have the ability and are just trying to establish some control. You are still going on the potty and are pretty proud of yourself, but are still trying to learn the rules. Yesterday, you asked if it was ok to poopoo in the shower. I said, "No, we don't poop in the shower". To which you responded, matter of factly, "Pink poopoos in the shower". In fact, Pink, our cat does poopoo in the shower which I'm surprised you've even noticed, so quickly does it get scooped up and flushed.

But you notice everything. everything. And listen to everything. We are starting to have to watch what we say. We've cut out profanity around you completely, but sometimes still say things that a toddler shouldn't be repeating. For example, when you told your brother the other day when you were holding on to his shirt and running him around the living room (which he loves) we heard you say, "STOP TRISTAN! You're going to fast! You're Killin' ME!"

You are starting to actually like your brother, I can see it in your eyes. Of course the only thing that he wants to do is whatever you are doing and the only thing he wants to eat is whatever you are eating. He hasn't had chocolate yet and we have to be on post constantly to make sure you don't sneak him an m&m in passing.

When he cries you run over and say, "It's ok Tristan. Your brother is here", in your sweet baby voice. Sometimes you bring him your sippy cup and offer it which is enough to make him stop crying as he stares at this new phenomena… sharing. You tolerate him climbing on you and I’ve seen you smile at each other, (when you think no one is watching) from across the room like long lost friends and I hope that never changes.
I love you,
Mommy