Creative Writing

This semester I signed up for a creative writing class at CPCC. It gets me back in as a current student which allows the priority of my registration to bump up a step, but also gives me some help with my writing. The first unit we are going through is poetry. I haven't written a poem in at least ten years and the prospect of writing prose is somewhat daunting. I struggled through the first assignment writing two poems so I could choose the one I liked the best. I'll probably post some of my assigned works, so if you stumble upon this page and find a random sonnet, I haven't completely succumbed to the madness of the household, I'm just trying to get my Shakespeare on.

Dear Connor - 5 Years, 10 Months

Dear Connor,
Tomorrow my dear you will be something that you've never been before. You will be introduced to your independence and hopefully your desire learn. You are going to begin the biggest social learning experience of your life. Tomorrow you will be starting kindergarten. No big deal I guess.


You had your assessment day last Thursday and the only information I could get out of you at first was that I didn't pack you enough for snack and that you were starving. You also mentioned that you met a friend, but you didn't remember her name. You told me the day seemed like a million hours and I cringed. You ain't seen nothing yet.



You had a great Summer. I ran your and your brother ragged, going from one activity to the next until last week when I completely burned out. I kept you and your brother home for most of the week, because I stopped moving for one day and completely lost my momentum. I didn't think I could bear to do anything other than the absolute necessary, (which did in fact include a trip to Discovery Place).



You will be thrilled to get some time away from your brother and I. At least for a month or so anyway. Now, "Daddy home days" will be called "Daddy and Connor home days". You'll get to do home work, go to bed early and eat packed lunches.  I know you won't believe it, but we'll miss you terribly.  It seems like just yesterday we were bringing you home from the hospital on a rainy day in California.
I love you,
Mama

Dear Tristan - 3 Years, 11 Months

Dear Tristan,
I'm not sure what you will remember of your summer vacation from 2010 so let me assure you, you were not bored. This Summer we've; gone swimming in a lake, took your first ride on a speedboat, gone fishing, swam in pools, had picnics, gone to the park, had playdates, gone to the movies, taken a music class, shot off fireworks, got a puppy, gone to museums, went swimming at a State Park, went to Monkey Joe's, went to splash parties, went to spray grounds, rode horses, went to a festival, played at Plaza Fiesta and a million other things that I can't list because after writing all of that, I had to go and take a quick nap it made me so tired.

So, just in case you only remember laying in front of the TV while Mommy folded laundry here are some pictures of the fun you've had this Summer.

You rode some stuff...

rode some more stuff...

and some more stuff...

went to the beach...

played in the rain...

played with fire...

went to the zoo...

met your cousins...


started to look more and more like a little boy...

You'll always be my little boy.
I love you,
Mama