Tuesday, May 13, 2014

"Do the braid!"

Dear Cylis,

I'm sure we'll never forget how fearful you are of movies. Even though you've only watched Disney movies, the send you in a panic. I get it, Disney movies always have one or both parents dying, a villain and some intense dark scenes which are emphasized by trepidatious music. We thought we had desensitized you (finally!) with Finding Nemo but that's back to being a scary movie (although you did say you might watch it tomorrow...we'll see about that. HA!) The only acceptable ones in your book are Cars, Cars 2 and Planes.

When Disney's Frozen came out on BluRay, I was excited to watch it. Everyone raved about the movie and the story line was different (sisterly love and all that) then all the other Disney movies. We bought it and were so excited to have a movie night! Oh, what fun our family of 5 (don't forget the dogs!) was going to have. WRONG-O!!! You begged to go to bed, you begged to shut it off and you hid under Nana. You even whimpered at the scene of the Elsa's coronation celebration where everyone was dancing. After this fright-fest was over and we put you to bed you said, "Mummy, how did you think of Frozen?" I told you I loved it and thought it was wonderful. "Yeah, I liked it too." What?!!! Even the next morning you were donning a purple latex glove and a blanket draped over your shoulders pretending to be Elsa. But when asked if you wanted to watch the movie again, you vehemently shook your head NO.

Your preschool teacher plays music on the CD player a lot and I can tell that Frozen is a class favorite as you sing "Let It Go" and "For the First Time in Forever" a lot, even though you've only see the movie just that one time. The only reason I know some words to "Let It Go" is because of you singing it. The other night as we were singing "Let It Go", I remembered the part of the movie where Elsa runs her fingers through her hair and releases her long, beautiful braid and so I did the same thing. Your eyes lit up and you exclaimed, "Momma, just like Elsa! You did it! I'm so proud of you." I thought it was so cute!

Last night while making dinner, I put on some Frozen songs on YouTube for us to listen to and for you to watch to keep busy. So naturally we had them stuck in our head all night. Just as I gave you your 100th kiss and hug combo, you were humming Let It Go. I sang the chorus and turned to walk out but stopped when you requested, "Do the braid! Momma, please can you do the braid." My hair was up in a tight bun, so I just made the motion but it was not enough for you. So with a half hour past bed time, I stood in your room braiding my hair, wrapping it up, singing the song and releasing my Elsa braid. Your eyes smiled and I saw a peek of smile from behind your hand (PS. you still "shuck" your thumb!") and you snuggled into Nana content and satisfied. You tossed a few I Love You's and a See Ya In The Morning and drifted off to dreamland.

Its little moments like these that make my heart so full. I tell you everyday what a great kid you are and how much I love you, but I don't think I can say it enough.

Sunday, May 11, 2014


Dear Cylis,

It's been forever (again!) since I last put pen to paper (or is it fingers to keys???). Time flies, so cliche but it really does.

You are 3 months away from being FOUR! So far from a being a baby, yet I still have a hard time accepting this new "big boy-ness" that is you. You push away my hand as I try to help you descend the stairs. You balk at my attempt to get you out of your car seat. "Momma, I can do it myself," I hear that a lot. Mr. Independent. My favorite part about his stage is when you lack the confidence to do something, it only takes a little bit of encouraging words for you to attempt something new or scary. Then once you master the task the first time, the huge, beaming smile that spreads across your entire face makes my heart melt. Every part of your little body exudes pride and confidence. I love watching you in that moment. 

For the last several months we got to spends oodles of time with Auntie Ashley and Braylon. They stayed in NH while Uncle Ian deployed. Talk about some fun times we had! I am very thankful for the time that you and Braylon got to spend together. A very special friendship blossomed during these months between the two cousins. I hope it's a memory you both can keep in your hearts forever.

I've been really awful writing things down lately. I want to document every sentence you utter because I want to remember it all. Thank goodness for Facebook, which is the easiest way for me to put down a few quick funny things you say or do. 

Last night we did a quick trip to the carnival. Holy moly; it is wicked expensive! $20 for 25 tickets @ 3-4 tickets a ride. Crazy! But it was worth seeing how ecstatic you were riding all kiddie rides. Daddy took you in the Fun House and I was able to watch it all from outside. LAUGH!! The carnie guy must've thought I had lost it, I was laughing so hard. Your expression teetered from bewilderment to joy during it all. We let you threw some darts to win a prize. As a first timer you popped 2 balloons out out of 3 darts you were given. As the person running the game was handing you your prize, he was yammering about trading it up to a bigger prize if you played again. You paid no attention to his words. Your eyes were wide and your mouth was making an open mouthed smile. You reached for the tiny penguin and squealed in delight! You danced a little dance as you hugged your prize. Your dad and I exchanged amused smiles as we watched you. We went on one more ride as a family (which both your dad and I regretted while we still were on the ride. Ick!) and then bought your cotton candy treat and exited all the bright lights and late 90's pop music.

Today is Mother's Day. I'm working and wishing I had the forethought to request it off to spend with you. You gave me flowers this morning and as soon as they were in my hand, you asked Daddy if you could go shopping for yourself now. (You had a wee bit of a hard time shopping with Daddy for Mother's Day. Daddy had to keep reminding you not to shop for yourself.) I can't wait to snuggle you when I get off of work. I love getting the chance to be a mother; especially getting the honor to be YOUR mother.

Love you to bits and pieces!

Wednesday, October 9, 2013

"Wanna snuggle?"

Dear Cylis,

Yesterday was a day like any other.  You sometimes wake up waaaaaaaay too early and come into our bed for some morning snuggles. But you don't come up solo. Oh no. First we hear your door creak open then the shuffling of your little bare feet on the carpet. Then Wooosh! Chica flies onto our bed, followed by Nana, Baby Nana and sometimes you even bring your own pillow. Then you make the pilgrimage up onto our bed and scurry over to your spot right in between daddy and I. We snuggle until it's time for breakfast and get ready for our days. You get dropped off at school and I head to work.

Our afternoons are just as typical. I pick you up from school ("Cylis, how was your day?" "Good." "What did you do?" "Nuh-sing. I was cranky." That is a normal exchange upon pick up) and we head home to do 1,001 things that didn't get accomplished the day before. It feels like there is no time to get anything done. I'm still trying to get used to that.

Last night was more of the same. Daddy was working late with Grandpa Bill, so it was just you and I. I was pretty stoked that we had leftover chicken in fridge so my cooking only need to be veggies and a side. I popped our fav onion rings in the oven (Alexia Onion Rings, sooooo good!) and went to check to see what you got yourself into. You were in my room throwing Mr. Owl (who weirdly is a "she" according to you) and Baby Nana onto my bed and getting ready to hoist yourself up there. You turned when you heard my feet activate the creaky hallway floorboards and said, "Wanna snuggle?" I surveyed my room quickly. Dirty clothes on the floor, laundry basket full of even more dirty clothes and one full of clean clothes that need to be put away. I knew in every other room there was at least 3 things that needed to be done in each room. But I knew the most important thing that needed to be done was to get our snuggle on.

So I climbed into bed and we snuggled onto my side of the bed and shared my pillow. Chica was laid down on the pillow and covered with Baby Nana. "Chica is sick, so she needs to lay down. That's why she stayed home today," you said. (You've been brining Chica and Baby Nana to school everyday since you started. This week you've been bringing Mr. Owl.) We were just about to snuggle when you realized Mr. Owl didn't have a blanket, so you made the executive decision that Chica and Mr. Owl could share Baby Nana. (Birds of a feather and all that jazz!) Finally the fowls were settled and we could finally get under Nana and get to this snuggling business. We lay there staring at each other, you sucking your thumb. It was quiet for awhile then you told me, "Evan's not fair." and started to tell me about your day at school and all about the unjust Evan. You told me about how you had a rake and a shovel on the playground and how you "by accident" hit Evan (3-4-5 times!") in the head. Eeeeek! My kid is a lunatic. I have to wonder about poor Evan; did he have it coming or was his unfairness due to being a victim of shovel violence? We had a looooong talk about why we shouldn't hit anyone with our hands or gardening tools.

Snuggling seems to be the way to hear about your day. I'm not sure that I want to hear about your vigilante playground justice. We shall see what our next snuggle session will bring.

Love you, boogs!

PS. I just texted daddy to see who your brought to school today. Chica went because Mr. Owl was sick and she had to stay home. Darn avian flu must be going around again.

Monday, October 7, 2013

It's Been A Long Time...

Dear Cylis,

My oh my, it's been a bit since I sat down and wrote to you. Life has been busy for all of us and there is so little time to do it all...this I just realized.

Since the last time I put pen to paper (fingers to keys?) a lot has changed. You have started a new school and are enrolled into their preschool program. What a world of difference this has been for us. You are thriving in this new setting. No more tears at drop off; you happily give me a kiss goodbye with a smile and run off to get right into whatever activity is already is motion.

A cute thing you said to me last week while on the way to school:
You: Mummy I have to go to school to learn so I can get a nice job. But you will be sad.
Me: Why will I be sad?
You: Because I will have to move far far away and you will miss me.
Me: Cylis, you can get a very nice job here in New Hampshire.
You: Nope, I will move far far way away and you will be sad.

For your birthday this year, we opted out of throwing you a birthday party. It's so hard to coordinate a party at a place where it's big enough to have people gather; since our apartment is much too small to host. Instead we took our first family vacation! 3 nights in Glenn, NH; right across the street from Story Land. It was wonderful. You were a little sick and also just a little crabby due to being away from home for the first time. The big surprise was that we got to ride on Thomas the train! And meet Sir Topham Hatt. I took a video that perfectly captures the excitement that was going on inside you. Every time you heard Thomas "toot" you eyes lit up. Definitely worth the aggravation of our "Griswold Family Vacation" rough start (short story: bad car problems and lots of bad luck!). The next day we went to Story Land which was loads of fun. You and I went on tons of rides together and daddy joined when the ride wasn't a spinney one. You even rode your first roller coaster! On our way home from our vacation we stopped at the Kancamagus Highway to play in the water that trickles down from the mountains. Beautiful spot for photos and the water was so clean that I could have stayed there forever. It was pretty special vacation for us and I cannot wait to do it again.

Our most recent family fun was this past weekend. A trip to the magical place that you have only heard about but never had the chance to visit...BOSTON!! I have no idea where your fascination with Boston started with or when, but whenever you heard the city by name, you'd perk up and yell, "BOSTON?!". You did the same thing when your doctor told us you would need to have surgery down at Children's Hospital. We couldn't let your first trip to Boston be to the hospital, so daddy and I surprised you with a fun day trip to Beantown. As far as tourists go, we stuck out like a sore thumb down in the big city. We had no idea what we were doing. It was comical to see that we couldn't even figure out how to purchase a Charlie Ticket. But we managed and found our way to our destination; the New England Aquarium. We ate outside right on the harbor on the most beautiful day of October. We had so much fun looking at all the aquatic life and we even got to pet stingrays! We rode the T (which you loved!) to get around, which was an adventure in itself. We learned NOT to use the elevators because they were obviously port-a-potties in disguise. We went on one and the stench was so bad that you screeched the entire ride, "Ewwwww! Pewwww! This alligator stinks!!" I guess it was a very touristy thing to do, ride the elevator. We resigned to the fact that we would just lug the stroller up the stairs somehow. Little did we know how freaking nice Bostonians were. Not once but twice did we have people help us carry the stroller up/down the stairs. Not only was the gesture nice but the manner in which they offered the help was wicked unexpected. Like, it was expected that they would help because that's what people do: help other people. It was such a refreshing change to what a lot of us encounter on a daily basis. Of course it was noisy and you couldn't help but exclaim, "Mummy, Boston has too many sounds!" Something else cool we saw while "exploring" (ie LOST!) was a small cemetery that they buried Governor's in. You thought it was cool but I'm not sure you knew exactly what it was. It was a great trip and hearing you say, "I can't believe my eyes...I'm in Boston!" was wicked great.

As you can see we have been chugging along, busy as can be and pretty darn happy as can be too.

Love you, Cylis.


Thursday, February 14, 2013

Happy Valentine's Day (Thanksgiving, Christmas and New Year's Too!)

 Dear Cylis,

They say the best predictor for future behavior is past behavior. So we all pretty much expected their to be a lull in my postings, right?! *Insert embarrassed chuckle here*

Thanksgiving: I worked while you hung out with Daddy. I believe there was a visit to the Paradis house to visit and then you and Daddy went to Grandma's house for lunch. We all met up at Papi and Yaya's house for dinner. Nice and quiet Thanksgiving.

Christmas Eve: We went to Grandpa's house in the morning and exchanged gifts and played. You loved your first present you opened: Tidmouth Shed. No matter how hard we tried to get you to open more presents, you said you were all done and just laid on the floor playing trains. About an hour later we finally got you to open more presents. You also got a remote control Thomas that really steams. You loved that too!

After awhile, we left Grandpa's to go to Grandma's house to exchange presents. Let me tell you, a 2 year old with no nap + the excitement of Christmas does not mix well. After calming you down for a bit, you were ready for action! You tore through the presents and loved them all. Grandma got you lots of much needed clothes and some Thomas toys and books. Your uncles got you Angry Bird pj's and pillow friend and some really neat BluRays. We cleaned up our giant mess and ate some yummy food and hung out with the rest of the family. We celebrated Great-Uncle Jean's birthday and he had you help out blow/spit out his candles. We bid farewell to everyone and headed home with our overstuffed car.

Daddy and I put you straight from the car into your bed. You were one tired little peanut. Daddy and I tried organizing all your presents and ridding the house of every piece of cardboard, twist tie, zip tie and toodly doo. Then we went on to play Santa. I first set up your stocking. This year you asked Santa for: Playdoh, a black toy and a robot sticker. You were adamant on exactly what you wanted. And Santa delivered. Santa got you a Transformer sticker, a plush Darth Vader and a pack of Playdoh. Also in your stocking was Thomas the Tank Engine flatware, goldfish crackers and other little odds and ends. Then Daddy and I moved to the pièce de résistance: your train set! At that point you had a small toddler version of train set with a small oval of fixed track. Santa got you TONS of trains, tracks and bridges. Our vision was to have a motorized train chugging along the tracks as you came out of your room Christmas morning. But in order for this dream to come to fruition...we would have had to buy curved tracks. The boxes of tracks we bought were nothing but straight pieces. We felt like such noobs! Where were we going to get curved tracks at midnight on Christmas Eve night?! Nowhere, that's where. So we set up a giant straight run of tracks with the train and it's carts and tenders chugging on down. Christmas morning was magical and fun and we spent it just the 3 of us. We later went to Yaya and Papi's for dinner and presents and you got MORE Thomas stuff and some curved tracks! YAY!!! It was a great holiday and so far my most favorite Christmas ever.

New Years: We spent it trying to get Daddy's new van home. Van: 1 Us: 0. It was a wasted effort but you and I had fun snuggling in the car while playing with your Innotab2.

And today is Valentine's day. I dressed you in a red shirt and red socks (and me too) and sent you to school so you could enjoy your Valentine's day party and give out your Valentines. I cannot wait to see you and snuggle you after work! You and I have a 4 day weekend come up and we get to spend some of those days hanging out with Braylon!! (Another post about their visit to come soon!)

I love you my sweet little Valentine!

Monday, November 19, 2012

O' Christmas Tree....

Dear Cylis,

This one is going to be short and sweet. I just need to put this down for fear of forgetting.

Daddy and I took you out for a shopping adventure and we visited Home Depot and Lowes. While at the Depot we walked by the Christmas trees quickly and promised we would go back and take a better look them after we went hunt for cheap "Ooops Paint". (We were not successful. All Ooops Paint were in shades of purple. Yuck)  So as promised, we headed over to the Christmas section to gaze at the trees. You walked up to the section and stopped about 7 feet away from the first tree on display. "Mummy, the Chich-mas tree is so beautiful! I gonna close my eyes." And like that, you shut your eyes with a dreamy smile on your lips. It was like the sight of twinkling lights of the Christmas trees were so glorious, it hurt you to look at them. Your Daddy and I erupted in laughter as you swayed back and forth with your eyes shut and smiling. The things that come of your mouth...

I love you to bits!

Tuesday, November 6, 2012

Truck or Treat!!

Dear Cylis,

We're batting at 1:2 for actually celebrating Halloween on Halloween. But that's New England for you! Hurricane/Cyclone/Tropical Storm/Whatever Sandy put a little damper on our Halloween plans, so we had to do our trick or treating on Sunday. We had loads of fun trick or treating with Baby A and her parents. Check out the highlights below:

*Refused to carry your loot pumpkin.
*Yelled out, "I got a present!" when the first homeowner deposited some treats into your pumpkin.
*Armed with a present in your pumpkin, you decided to carry the pumpkin "by-self"
*When Baby A's dad asked what you were for Halloween, you responded, "Uhhhh, a jacket!". Blame the frigid weather for confusing you that you were actually dressed like Elmo under that puffy jacket.
*Yelling out "truck or treat!" before the people opened the door. One house you told the woman, "Thank you. Have a nice day. I'll see you tomorrow!"
*Being quiet during the walk to the next house; then, when I'd point out that a particular house had a light on, you'd run up the driveway yelling, "Yo, yo, yo, yo, YO!"
*You went up to a group of adults that were standing in the street chatting and told them: "I'm truck or treating!" and was talking them up. You were so darn cute that one of the moms ended up giving you some treats from her son's bag that she was holding!
*The best and funnies thing you did was your Halloween Modus Operandi. You would walk up the stairs to the home (sometimes with some help) and when the person would open the door you'd say "truck or treat!" and lay your pumpkin down at their feet and look up at them. They would bend down to put your candy in the bucket and since the bowl would be at eye level, you'd grapple on to it, to get a better look. We all got a few chuckles out of that. Sometimes you'd snatch an extra candy and sometimes the person would think you were so darling and offer up the extra candy.

It was a great night. I honestly cannot remember the last time I had so much fun trick or treating. We finished off the night by snuggling on the couch and watching The Santa Clause until it was time for bed. Kicking of Christmas as soon as Halloween has ended!