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Tuesday, December 14, 2010

To Jonas

Dear Jonas,
These letters are always so hard to start. I just don't know where to start. Looking back at the past year I think, "Not much has changed." I mean you are still Jonas: sweet, smart, goofy, daring, funny, and, yes, still whiny.
You still make me laugh and smile a lot. I love it. You like to be silly. But mostly your being silly is just you being you. A lot of times you don't do it on purpose. You say honest things that are just funny. Like the time you told me, "I heard the Holy Ghost once say, 'Tickle my toes.' " How can you beat a quote like that? You have gotten into tickling others: your siblings, as well as your parents. I think you like to make others laugh. You've also gotten into saying, "tricked ya!" You think it's pretty hilarious. Sometimes it is. Other times it's basically you being caught in a lie, tho you claim, "Tricked ya!" (By the way, I am not easily tricked.)
You have gotten smarter this past year as well. Originally you didn't seem to me to be the "academic-type." Not because you weren't smart. Just because you were interested in other things. But you have proved me wrong. You love our little school time and have become quite a good little reader. Just today you sounded out and read "s-p-r-i-n-k-l-e." You do really well with the 3 and 4-letter word books. You love to write and will spend quite a bit of time in your notebook writing words, notes, or simply just writing l-e-t-t-e-r-s. It's pretty neat. You're pretty neat.
You perfected the art of bike riding this year. You learned last year (when you were still 3!) to ride a bike with no training wheels, but you were still a little reckless then. Now you have much more control and you usually ride (on your bike or scooter) when we pick up Miles from school (if the weather is decent). We went to some BMX spot a couple of times this past summer and you adored it. I adored watching you. In fact, Miles - probably after watching how much fun you had! - finally learned to ride his bike at the BMX area. You did a soccer clinic this summer and had fun there. You always attended Miles' soccer practices and would kick the ball around with either your dad or Emmy.
We hiked the "Y" as a family this year - around the 4th of July. You did awesome. I think you did best out of all the kids as you hardly (if at all, really?) whined. Which, sorry to say, is really unlike you. Well maybe it's not totally unlike you. You are sweet and do try to be good. Whining is just your coping mechanism. Miles has his arm to "suck" on. Emmy has her "boo." You whine. Oh well. I think you'll grow out of it someday (could it be sooner than later?).
You invented a name for some bug that is common in our area. I don't know what the bug is but you named them "eenies." That is what our family now calls them. Miles will get excited and say, "Jonas there is your eenie bug!" It's pretty great.
The biggest change in your life (in our family's life really) was the great addition of Lucy Dee. You have been amazing with her. To say you love her is a great understatement. You adore her. You treasure her. You are enamored by her. You think she is the cutest, sweetest, and funnest little gal around. You always have to come up to her and kiss her. Always. Even at times when I'd rather you not - i.e., when she's nursing or has just fallen asleep. It's literally impossible for you to stay away from her for too long. To you, she's irresistible. You love to try and make her laugh. You love to flow your hair over her face (you love doing it; i'm not sure how much she loves it tho?). Frankly, you are 100% smitten by little Lucy.
Another gal that you are pretty smitten by is your Primary teacher. She is a beautiful and wonderful teacher and you recognize that very well. You are always so excited to see her. You always want to tell her about such-n-such or show her a picture your drew during sacrament meeting. You also really like the girls in your primary class (the boys, too, of course). Not a gushy-like, just a sweet-like.
You're just sweet Jonas. You say sweet things. You do sweet things. You want to be sweet. And that is a pretty sweet quality to have. Keep it up kiddo.
I love you,
mom

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