Post by laurcat on May 8, 2013 17:10:23 GMT -5
Dear Silvia,
I hope you are well. Little Jimmy misses you dearly. He just turned five last month! Whoooo! I spent Maryann, Scott, and Marie-Claire's allowances to buy him a coloring book. Having forgotten to buy crayons, Jimmy asked if he could color the zebra with his blood. Since Marie-Claire decided to cheer him on, I made her give away crayons from her room. They were covered in hair, but Jimmy said the zebra needed extensions, anyway.
Maryann turns eighteen next month! She asked me if it was bad for a girl her age to be in eighth grade. I said 'Of course not!' and quickly changed the subject. Scott has been drawing on walls and spitting up on his bib. His teacher says such behavior is abnormal for a seven-year-old, but I just figure it's early puberty. Marie-Claire was suspended for school for a couple days. Don't ask why; I zoned out during the parent-teacher conference and have no idea.
Marie-Claire did get yelled at for drawing bloody stick figures on her art project. And pushing Michael Stimbly down off the ten-foot-tall fort on the playground. And spitting into Michelle Gauthier's sandwich. I've been told I had a deranged child. As I zoned out often during English class when I was in school, I have no idea what that means. But, I do think it interesting how she expresses herself.
Scott called a little girl in his class pretty. She pushed him down into the mud. I told him women were crazy. I'm wondering if she was so rude because of the way he said it. I personally find it acceptable to call a girl a 'pretty cow'. Scott loves cows.
Maryann is improving her algebra skills. She's only failing the class by ten points now! Woohoo! I got excited and promised her a cake, and Marie-Claire suggested I make it the flavor of 'failure'. I'll recheck my cookbooks, but I haven't had much luck with finding the recipe for that specific kind. M.C. told me to ask the high school's football team. Apparently they've had it loads of times.
Jimmy is still wetting the bed. Every time M.C. calls him a mean name, he just runs into his room, sits down, and releases everything he's got. Oh, Jimmy. Marie-Claire is one vicious eight-year-old, but again, she's only expressing herself. Maryann used to express herself by banging her head on the wall.
Oh! Jimmy's kindergarten class had a superlative contest, and he was voted 'Most Likely to Crash a Tricycle into a Glass Wall'. I'm so proud!
Oh, Sylvia, I've written to you since the last time you visited two years ago, and I haven't gotten a response. My ex-husband says there's a reason you haven't visited in so long, but I can't imagine why you would hesitate!
Love, your sister Daniella, your nieces Maryann and Marie-Claire, and your nephews Scott and Jimmy
I hope you are well. Little Jimmy misses you dearly. He just turned five last month! Whoooo! I spent Maryann, Scott, and Marie-Claire's allowances to buy him a coloring book. Having forgotten to buy crayons, Jimmy asked if he could color the zebra with his blood. Since Marie-Claire decided to cheer him on, I made her give away crayons from her room. They were covered in hair, but Jimmy said the zebra needed extensions, anyway.
Maryann turns eighteen next month! She asked me if it was bad for a girl her age to be in eighth grade. I said 'Of course not!' and quickly changed the subject. Scott has been drawing on walls and spitting up on his bib. His teacher says such behavior is abnormal for a seven-year-old, but I just figure it's early puberty. Marie-Claire was suspended for school for a couple days. Don't ask why; I zoned out during the parent-teacher conference and have no idea.
Marie-Claire did get yelled at for drawing bloody stick figures on her art project. And pushing Michael Stimbly down off the ten-foot-tall fort on the playground. And spitting into Michelle Gauthier's sandwich. I've been told I had a deranged child. As I zoned out often during English class when I was in school, I have no idea what that means. But, I do think it interesting how she expresses herself.
Scott called a little girl in his class pretty. She pushed him down into the mud. I told him women were crazy. I'm wondering if she was so rude because of the way he said it. I personally find it acceptable to call a girl a 'pretty cow'. Scott loves cows.
Maryann is improving her algebra skills. She's only failing the class by ten points now! Woohoo! I got excited and promised her a cake, and Marie-Claire suggested I make it the flavor of 'failure'. I'll recheck my cookbooks, but I haven't had much luck with finding the recipe for that specific kind. M.C. told me to ask the high school's football team. Apparently they've had it loads of times.
Jimmy is still wetting the bed. Every time M.C. calls him a mean name, he just runs into his room, sits down, and releases everything he's got. Oh, Jimmy. Marie-Claire is one vicious eight-year-old, but again, she's only expressing herself. Maryann used to express herself by banging her head on the wall.
Oh! Jimmy's kindergarten class had a superlative contest, and he was voted 'Most Likely to Crash a Tricycle into a Glass Wall'. I'm so proud!
Oh, Sylvia, I've written to you since the last time you visited two years ago, and I haven't gotten a response. My ex-husband says there's a reason you haven't visited in so long, but I can't imagine why you would hesitate!
Love, your sister Daniella, your nieces Maryann and Marie-Claire, and your nephews Scott and Jimmy