Dear Yellow class,

Thank you all for being kind to James and helping him enjoy being in school with you! I am glad you are able to get to know him this year, because I think he's a pretty special kid.

You probably already know that James loves soccer and basketball, that he likes to skateboard and ride his bike. You may already know that he is the fourth child in our family. He has an older brother, two older sisters and one younger brother. One of his sisters, Elise, also attends Morgan Elementary. 

I thought it would be fun to share with you in this letter some stories about James that he may not even know himself -- because they happened when he was very young.

James was a very calm baby, which didn't prepare me very well for all the mischief he caused when he was a toddler. He made lots and lots of messes. He created "snow scenes" for his cars and trucks -- with flour from the pantry. He threw rocks into the toilet. He also shook cleanser (the powder you use to scrub the sink) into the flour bucket. I remember all these things because they happened the same afternoon! While I was cleaning one mess he was off making another. And always with an impish grin.

James was also an escape artist, especially at church. If we closed our eyes for a prayer, he was gone! One time he left the bench in the church (without his dad noticing) and made it all the way up to the organ (where I was playing) so he could press the buttons, too. Oops!

You know the table in the cafeteria that has the ranch dressing, ketchup and other condiments? When James was a toddler that would have been his dream meal. He loved sour cream by itself, mayonnaise by itself, and plain ketchup sandwiches. Once I opened the refrigerator to find bite marks on the stick of butter. Can you guess who did it?

James has always had a funny sense of humor, saying things you wouldn't expect from a little kid. I was changing his diaper when he shouted at me, "Don't touch me! You're not my doctor!"

Another time his sister Elise kept hounding him to play a game with her. "What game do you want to play, James?" she asked over and over. He told her the game he wanted to play was called "Ignore Elise."

James has always loved to go camping, going on his first trip at five months old. We laughed one campout when he was 3, because he never got the word marshmallow quite right. For weeks afterward he told people about sleeping in a tent and roasting mushrooms. Hmm.

I bet James does remember this next story, because it happened during kindergarten. One morning he was so crabby about going to school that I decided not to fight him on it and to just keep him home. But I told him that he needed to rest on his bed. He eventually got tired of that and figured he'd go to school after all. How many of you have ever had to check in late at the office computer? That's what we did when I brought James to school. I didn't know he was aware of the system, but he looked over my shoulder as I typed and said, "For the reason, put LAZY." What a kid!

James wanted me to tell you that he is glad to have so many friends in class this year. Thank you again for helping second grade be so great!

From,

James' mom