Layne is learning to read and write. He’s my little bookworm. Lately, he’s been writing little notes to Handy Hubby and me. He tapes them to walls, doors and furniture and leaves them for us to find. He’s a sneaky guy. I can’t bear to part with these letters, so I’ve got them hanging on an empty wall in our kitchen. I put them at kid height. That way Layne can see them too.
Let me translate for you. {I already mentioned my handmade birthday card here.}
“Mom and Dad, I want to go to Kings Island.” Layne said this was a summer letter. Kings Island is a nearby amusement park that we didn’t make it to this past summer.
“Mom, I want you to go to bed and give me a goodnight kiss.” I found this one on the door leading from our garage to the kitchen. I had just come home from a 10-hour day at work, and it was late. I went upstairs, snuck into the boys’ bedroom and gave my boys goodnight kisses. How could I resist?
“Dada, can we go on an adventure?” Layne hung this note on the refrigerator. We had hosted Thanksgiving the day before. Handy Hubby and I had spent most of the day in the kitchen preparing the meal while Layne and Everett played with their grandparents. As much as Layne enjoyed it, I think he missed his Dada. We did end up going on an adventure the day he wrote this note. It included walking in a nearby cornfield, traipsing through the woods, peeing on corncobs {the boys not me} and searching for clues.
“Mario, can you give me a DS?” Mario is the name of our Elf on the Shelf. Layne really wants a Nintendo DS for Christmas. Really.
“Dad, I want to watch Scooby Doo.” This note got taped to the bathroom door while Handy Hubby was taking a shower one Saturday. {I was at work.} Scooby Doo is Layne’s favorite cartoon.
“Merry Christmas, Mom and Dad. Love, Layne.” I found this sweet note in Layne’s backpack after school one day. Awww. He thinks of us when he’s at school! Who knew?
“Grinch.” ‘Nuf said.
I think we have a writer on our hands. Okay by me. Even though Layne looks like the mini-version of Handy Hubby, he has my tendencies. When I was little, I was so bummed at the end of the school day wanting it to last longer. I’d come home and write poems, songs or stories. I even wrote and illustrated a few books. I still have these books, and Layne has quite an interest in them. We’ve read them probably 100 times each. I’m not sure why…they aren’t that great. I think he’s just fascinated by the thought of his Mama writing books as a kid. He can’t wait to write his own. Someday… Until then, I’m hoping to fill this wall with his adorable notes.
images: all Dana Miller for House*Tweaking
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