Dear Evie,
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Saturday morning, doing a "music lesson" with your favorite stuffed toys. |
I know. I have not written a letter as promised. We had a tough day yesterday. Rough. We actually started our day with excitement as Mama was trying to practice decorating a doll cake for your birthday. You helped me prepare the making the icing. As expected, you ended up licking-clean the beaters with icing. As soon as I was done you were demanding to eat the cake. But Mama said to wait until Dada comes home. I wanted to show Dada what I made so I can ask for his opinion and suggestion. Mama needs a lot of practice with this. You were so happy the way the doll looked. The cake was short in height. I underestimated the cake batter I put in the cake pan. At least now I know what to do next time.
Then came midday. You took a bath with Fi. I had to be there to watch you two. Fi is too young to be left unattended in the bathtub. I asked you to stop doing things that's not good for Fi. You kept repeating it and I was very disappointed. I yelled at you. I was mad. You started crying. I picked Fi u, dried her off and get her dressed. You were in bathroom still crying, then you threw up. I pacified you, and of course, it's Mama's job to clean the mess. Mama was very sad. She's not happy of what she did. She cried in front of you, apologized for what happened. You hugged me tight a lot of times and told me, "it's okay Mama." Then you said you will pray to Jesus. You held both of my hands and you prayed over me. You asked Jesus to take away my "cries," make me feel better, and other sweet requests came out from your mouth. I was so touched of what you did. You made me cry even more. And you had to remind me to stop crying. After all, you asked Jesus to stop my crying :)
Night time was also rough. You were so excited with your new paints. Fi was curious of what you did and started messing up. I took her away several times from you but Fi kept going back to disrupt you. Then I heard a loud, painful cry from your sister as I was preparing dinner. I asked what you did, and you won't tell me. But I did not give up asking you until you admitted what you did to your sister. You bit her arm. I couldn't help but notice a small red mark on Fi's right arm. It's your teeth! I was hurt. I cried, again (cried twice yesterday, huh). I cried because I felt bad for Fi and I felt bad for you. I did not scold you. But I reminded you of the consequence of your action. Dada was going to take away Snowbear from you. I remember that morning, you shoved Fi and Dada was not very happy at all. He said that if you will hurt again, he is going to take Snowbear away. We know how much you are attached to Snowbear. She's with you every night. You love her. Then you cried. Went to the playroom and later went out to go the bedroom. You fell asleep.
Dada came home and told him about what happened. He put away your LEGOs and Snowbear while you were asleep. You woke up later and we talked to you. Everything was settled last night before we all went to bed. You fell asleep in my arms.
Today, you and Fi had cake in the morning (right after your breakfast). I know that as long as there's cake in the house, you will not stop asking until it's gone. But as what we always say "too much is not good."
You made a version of your own books. You made three books. You folded the bond paper, drew and wrote something on each of them. You told me what they are. One book was entitled "Evie's Food is Not Good." It's a story about Dada making raw spaghetti and you were not happy about it. That is why the girl on the book has a sad face. The other book is entitled, "One Lost Turtle." A story about a baby turtle who got separated from his family, got hungry and ate Dada's flowers and oranges in his garden. Last one was, "Dada's Poor Tummy." It's a story about Dada who got a tummy ache because he ate a lot of plums. I love your creative imagination. They are remarkable! :)
I love you with all of me,
Mama
Dear Fi,
I love you Fi-Fie! :) Sorry of what happened yesterday. I know you don't remember it. You don't even remember how paintful Ate Evie's bite was. But I just want you to know that Ate Evie loves and cares about you very much. Sometimes she forgets how to be nice to you specially when she's doing something she really likes and you try to mess them up. I also know how much you like to explore. As I said, you are into everything. I love how active you are. Sometimes it's a little exhausting. Yesterday morning, you dumped your electronic notepad in the toilet. You were too quick to do that. I was too late to get to you and prevent it from happening. I am not sure if the toy is still functional. I have not checked. But you know what? I prefer you to be this active. It's your personality. You are a very happy girl. You are very clever. You are very sweet. Mischievous at times. :)
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You made this bucket as your stage. When you're up there, you sing and dance. |
I love you with all of me,
Mama