Dear Betsy and Kyle,

What a fun month May has been. There were birthdays, weddings, movies, more birthdays! Your Daddy, Papaw Mark, and best buddy Shawn all had a birthday this month. Betsy you really enjoyed daddy's birthday cake. You love cake. If all edible things in the world ceased to exist, except for cake, you would feel spectacular. Because then mommy wouldn't make you eat green beans, peas, chicken, rice, or anything else that might have some nutritional value....just cake. And, in your opinion, I'm sure that would be just spectacular.



Last week we went to a beautiful wedding. Kyle, you really enjoyed yourself until we got to the reception. You had enough. It was too hot and too loud to be cute any longer. So your daddy took you home to cool off and watch dvr'd Bill Dance.



And Betsy as soon as we buckled you in your car seat you started screaming for more "mooooooskit" or music as grown ups like to say. So we stayed and you danced the night away. You were a dancing queen! You danced with everyone...other little boys and girls, grown ups you know from visiting daddy at work and bridesmaids you didn't know. You even danced with your mom which was too mortifying (even at the age of two) to do for more than fifteen seconds. But you didn't care as long as you were dancing and I didn't care as long as I got to watch you be so incredibly happy and care free.



Your language skills still amaze me every day. You like calling me mom instead of mommy. You also like saying it over and over and over again so you can hear me say what?! over and over and over again. You like to play the silly game of asking me what sound is it you hear whenever you hear any kind of noise whatsoever and when I tell for you for example, it's a train, you say no, it's a airpwane and then giggle because you know you're being silly.

Today I took you to your very first movie in a theater. We went to see Shrek in 3D! You were over the glasses in about 10 minutes but the popcorn and candy were enough to keep you still through almost the whole movie.



When something silly would happen you would giggle "silly Shrek" and when something bad would happen you would say "UH_OH!" which made the people sitting around us laugh out loud. We missed the last fifteen minutes of the movie because you told me you had to go potty. Holy cow!!! You told me you had to go potty! That was the first time you've ever said that when we've been out in public. I was so proud, I didn't care about anything but getting you on that potty. And after we left the restroom you didn't care about anything but those arcade games that were calling your name. So we played a few games instead of watching the rest of the movie and you were happy. You won an ugly stuffed monkey which was sadly the cutest stuffed animal in there.



Kyle, you have almost mastered the whole hand-eye coordination thing. Pretty much everything and I mean EVERYTHING within your reach goes in to your cute little mouth. Toys have taken on new meaning as you search for that one edible toy that you will never get tired of drooling on. I dug out your sissy's old baby toys to help aid you in your quest. You are still rolling over from your belly to your back. You don't seem interested in doing much else. Why bother learning how to roll from your back to your belly when you have three maids that fuss over you and do it all for you. You love to be tickled on your neck. We play a game where daddy or I act like we are chomping away at your neck and you giggle. Boy, oh boy, does it make you giggle when daddy does it with his scratchy beard. Your sissy gets in on the game too and yells at us to "no bite it!!!". Silly sissy.



Kyle, you slept through the entire night last night for the first time. You didn't wake once, at all, I couldn't believe it! You went to bed around 10 and got up at 6:30! Have you figured out that we're better parents when we're well rested? Because I could have told you that a few months ago and saved ourselves all these sleepless nights. Its' OK though because one day, soon enough I'm sure, I will be watching you sleep peacefully in your crib and wishing you were still that tiny newborn who preferred sleeping in my arms. So wake up, cry, and NEED me all you want because I will never stop needing you to want me.



And Betsy that goes for you too!





Love,
Mommy