Children grow fast and grow up inadvertently. Parents must remember to leave traces of growth for their children, not only with photos, but also with words. When the child reads these words when he grows up, he will find that this is the best gift he has ever received.
Let me share my letter to my son on every important birthday.
A letter to my son on his sixth birthday.
Dear baby:
It will be your sixth birthday in two days, and my mother has been thinking about it for a long time. What can I give you except a sweet and delicious cake? Let mom use clumsy words to record the "great events" that happened to you in 2009 when you were growing up.
First, change your teeth. One day in May, you suddenly said to us, "Mom, look, I seem to have new teeth!" " "I see, it's not. The lower gums have begun to show two small fangs, but your deciduous teeth are still sticking to their posts and refuse to leave. No way, we had to go to the hospital and force them to "be laid off" by tough measures. You were a little scared when you pulled out your teeth, but with the encouragement of your mother and doctor, you didn't say a word. At that moment, I knew that when my son grew up, changing his teeth was a sign. Son, you are so brave!
Second, be elected monitor. This year's Children's Day, you performed very well. Although mom didn't go to school to watch your performance, you can share your happiness with the prizes you brought home with your proud words. Every child got a box of colored pencils as a holiday gift, but you got an extra pencil box. Only three students, including you, won this "honor" for guessing riddles well. Maybe your "talent" was discovered by the teacher, so after June 1st, you were promoted to vice monitor (what an official) by the teacher. You are so excited that your parents can't wait to get off work, so they called almost everyone who could be notified. From then on, you began to restrain yourself as a "leader". For example, if you are naughty and eat badly, we will say, "Did the monitor do this?" Every time I see you dirty after school and your mother "questions" you, you will confidently say "I care about people!" It's a pity that my precious son graduated from preschool before you had enough "official addiction". My poor son, mother loves you!
Third, learn to wipe your ass. Mom must write it down for you, because in our family's view, this is also a great event this year. How many times have you told me that little ass, who is full of shit and pouting, would say, "Yang Yang, it's time for you to wipe your own ass. It's a shame that I can't wipe my ass when I'm a primary school student. " But you always say, "If my hands shit, it's so concave (disgusting, concave is your own word)." I will say countless times: "If you are good to your mother, won't you be good?" But it was your mother who compromised. I always thought you were young. The change is to send you back to your hometown in the summer vacation. Because your little sister is here, you began to live in grandma's house as your big brother. You have to set an example for your sister everywhere, so you not only learned to wipe your ass, but also learned to take a bath, make milk powder for your little sister, help your grandmother wash diapers for her little sister, and wash her belly pocket. When you called your mother to tell her about it, her mother was surprised. My son is great.
This holiday, my mother sent you back to your hometown. In order to make you have a complete holiday, because after this summer vacation, you will be in the first grade of primary school, and we will definitely join the trend of doing homework every day and participating in various remedial classes. My mother must "let nature take its course" with you, so this summer vacation, we will not spend it in the city, nor will we keep company with TV, computers and comic books. You should enjoy the happy growth of your childhood in the countryside. Maybe you don't realize that this will be a fortune for you when you grow up. Play with your friends there, don't be afraid to get dirty, don't be afraid to break your knees, run as fast as you can, my son, enjoy the sunshine and soil there, watch the growth and changes of crops, breathe the fresh air with dew breath and really embrace nature.
Oh, son, speaking of which, mom misses you at home again. One day, mom will definitely come to see you with a cake. Now my mother silently wishes you in advance: Happy birthday, my baby! Health and happiness are your mother's eternal blessings.