I have been sitting here, assessing my day, our day, and I feel it necessary to let you know that I am sorry.
I am sorry for being so impatient with you today. You are almost five. You are on fire! You have more energy than you or I know what to do with. It is not your fault. You need to LIVE! You need to EXPLORE! You have so many questions and after five minutes I gave up and sent you to your daddy (who by the way, has a newfound respect for the usual interruptions that occur at the office).
It was a day today, wasn't it? You were nonstop from the moment you woke up. When we all trekked over to mommy's classroom to do some organizing and cleaning up, you didn't know what to do with yourself. You opened up boxes and took out blocks and math manipulatives, and everything I did, you undid. Mommy and Daddy were getting upset and after two hours we called it quits.
You are so full of life and love and sometimes it spills right out of you before any of us know what to do with it. You want to know EVERYTHING. And you want second and third chances and you really really love to make a mess but aren't too keen on cleaning it up. You are so sensitive and so emotional. I only sent your buddy home because you were smack in the middle of a meltdown and I knew it was your way of saying ENOUGH!
I am new at this. This bigger, older, more awake version of you. I am trying and learning and I am bound to make mistakes. And I don't want you to think for one second that because you were a total spazz today that I am not looking forward to what you've got in store for us tomorrow.
So I wanted to let you know, that I will try harder. That I will practice being more patient and more understanding and more prepared for the energetic young man that you are becoming.
Because I am up to the challenge.
Because I love you.
Because you are my superman.
Your very tired, but very determined, Mommy.