This week’s question of the week at the Multiples and More blog is actually a writing prompt.
- Your hopes and dreams for them
- What is going on in the world today, and your feelings about it
- Your biggest fears as a parent
- Your greatest accomplishments as a parent
- Your hopes and dreams for your own life
- Anything else you want them to know
So settle in guys, this might be a long one.
Starting with the oldest: Butterfly.
Dear Darling Butterfly,
You are growing up so fast! I know as a I kid seems like the days are going by slowly and that time is not moving fast enough. Let me tell you, though! It’s going by way too fast. Life flows steadily on, and I’m happy to see you swimming the currents happily.
You start kindergarten next week and I’m so excited for you to start school! You are going to love being stimulated (that means having fun) by lots of different teachers and other kids. I hope that they will like you! I’m sure they will since you have such a fun and exuberant (that means loud) personality. I am so excited to see you grow and gain knowledge. I’m especially excited for you to learn to read. Reading makes the world different! And I’m excited to see you explore that new world.
Even though you don’t know how to read, you know all the formulas for stories. You always have a main character, a plot (that means a problem), and a unique ending. You love listening to us tell you stories and remember them through out the day. I hope that you always have this love of stories. If you become an author, it will help you out!
My dreams for you are for you to be happy. I don’t care what you do. You could be a rocket scientist, an author, a game play story writer, or a tree climber. I hope you are successful. If you are happy, I will count that as a success. I also hope you are good. And good always. The Lord will give you lots of blessings in your life if you are good. You are so good now, I hope that stays.
My biggest fear of being your parent is that I won’t be able to keep up as you hurtling towards your teenage years. I’m going to try my hardest to be involved as much as you’ll let me. I hope we talk a lot still as you get older. And maybe it will make a lot more sense as your stories get a little more sophisticated.
As a parent, I love that you are my guinea pig. My first born. You are turning out excellently if I do say so myself. Of course, I’m not sure how much of that is you and some of that is me. I’m seriously in awe of you and the cool little person you are. How lucky I am to be your mommy.
Love you lots! Mommy
I have never met a more helpful child in my whole life. And after you help, you jump up and down and yell, “I did it!” Your charm and charisma just shine through your wide smile and sparkling hazel eyes. A lot of time those eyes sparkle with mischief too. You are my instigator. The one who starts the fights, steals the toys, and laughs the whole way through. All of us are taken with you, though and forgive you as soon as you smile at us.
You have the most adorable way of saying your k’s. It’s like your mouth gets stuck on it so you toss the sound to the back of your throat. “Drin–kah–flem” It’s really hysterical. You have a small pipping little voice that doesn’t say a lot but you get your point across. You still use a lot of gestures (not really sign language) to embellish what you have to say. And most of what you have to say is all about other people. Or yourself. You give me a running commentary of life in general most of the day. Like you got a drink (with flem) or the dog got a drink (with flem) or that Sissa (Sister, what we call Butterfly) got a drink (with flem). It’s very cute.
You are also the only kid on mine to say “Yes.” Not yeah, not ya, not da, but yes–ss–ss.
My biggest fear as a parent of you is that you will get lost in the shuffle. You sparkle and shine. But you also are easy to take care of. I never have to worry about you eating, you sleeping, you playing, you staying close…anything. What a good, good boy you are. I hope that as you get older, we can find ways to connect and feel how much we absolutely adore you.
Love you lots! Mommy
To my sweet, shy little shadow, you are so special to me. As fun and vibrant as your siblings are, you are the quiet one. You are the one I feel is much like me on the inside. You only want me. For everything. You also cry. At most everything. But you are the sweetest thing I’ve ever seen. You love to snuggle and seem to fit right in the space between my arm and my side.
I get annoyed at you the most, I think. Probably because you insist I do almost everything for you. You dropped your cup of milk? Only Mommy can pick it up (even though you are quite capable of bending down and picking it up yourself.) Did you drop your train? Only Mommy can give it back to you. It makes me feel special but annoys me at the same time.
You are totally obsessed with anything that has wheels. Trains the most. You have to sleep with your “Thomas” or you just don’t sleep at all. When we hear the trains near our house, you ask, “Didja hear that?” and I have to acknowledge you or you will just keep asking. You give me a running commentary of all the cars and trucks down the road, and get really excited when you see a train or some construction equipment. You also cry when we see the end of the train. You wish it could stay all the time.
My biggest fears in parenting you is being annoyed with you too much. I wish that I could stop the annoyence from seeping through when I answer you or do something for you. I wish I could just realize that you love your Mommy and really only want me to do things for you. I just wish other people could do some things for you too.
I hope that you and your brother have an amazing relationship all your lives. It’s such a blessing to have a twin, and I hope you both treasure that. I have so many dreams for the future, but I just hope that you, and all your siblings, are happy.
Love you lots! Your Mommy
Whew, that took me all day to write. A good exercise but a hard one!