I'm running so far behind in my posts that I actually feel guilty for not writing your letter. But I've been busy. Making gluten free pizza crusts and little scraps of cake so you don't feel left out in school. Washing the clothes and just being Mommy. It takes a little bit of time. The good news is that we are trying out wheat again. It's been 3 and a half months and while we've seen some positive improvements there hasn't been anything so dramatic that we couldn't chalk it up to maturity. Today we went to see Nana and you had a Nutty Bar and from there we treked to Grammie's where you enjoyed a bowl of goldfish crackers. Hamburgers for dinner on a real whole wheat bun. And you had no reaction at all. Can't blame a Mommy for trying I guess. We'll just keep on keeping on with the wheat and see what happens. You'll be thrilled to have a peanut butter and jelly sandwich for lunch tomorrow.
We got you into a charter school for Kindergarten and we are thrilled. The local school that our neighborhood feeds into wasn't bad, but this school is even better. You'll have to wear a uniform, (which I like) and the school day is an extra hour so you can learn foreign languages and I'd be lying if I said I wasn't concerned about how hard it's going to be for you. Usually you start to unravel around 3pm which is about the time that you'll be finishing up your last class. I'm doing everything I can to help you adjust, including putting you in school five days a week right now. I know you have the whole Summer to unadjust, but at least it gives you a little bit of a edge. 
Over the past two months, you've ridden a pony, learned to do a solid front roll, made some recipes of your very own in the kitchen and learned to read. You actually already had a ton of site words and when I showed you how to sound out the word cat, you were off like a rocket. From there you were sounding out everything. I couldn't believe how fast you picked it all up. I know when you learn to read without any help at all, it's going to be the best thing ever for you. Today you went running outside to play with a book in your hand, because you wanted to show the neighborhood kids the story of The Dark, Dark Room. um. I don't think they were as into it as you were. You climbed a rock wall at the zoo, discovering your apprehension for heights and actually hit a baseball. I'll save your obsession with snakes for the next entry.
I love you,
Mama
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