Dear Son,
I need to know . . . I'm on a mission in fact . . . is it encoded in the male DNA strand? Is it some special chromosome you, and those like you, (males) all possess? Yes - a mission indeed, and I shall not rest until I have some conclusive answers. So what is it you ask? What has mom so very puzzled?
THE REMOTE CONTROL
Son - you are at no loss so far as toys are concerned. In fact, you recieved at just days old, the generous gift of a box containing, (and I quote), Every toy a child will need from ages 0-18months for motor skills, thinking, interaction, communcation, and feeling. (Im that serious.) There are toys in the living room . .. toys in the kitchen . . . toys in your room, toys in my room, there are toys in my car, toys in your grandmothers car, there are toys at your grandfathers, and (yes) . . . toys in the bathroom. You are truly blessed.
And, you like your toys well enough I suppose. But what is it that you yearn for? What is it that you wiggle like a little worm across the floor should it fall to there? What is it that you sometimes demand in your own special way?
But of course . . . the remote control.
I've tested it son. I've placed a row of toys in front of you - with the remote stuck somewhere within them. And you invariably will go for the remote every time. I thought perhaps it was just our remote - maybe because you see me with it. Oh but that theory (hope) was shot right from the water when you started darting for the one at your grandfathers when you stay there . . . and even just last night at your greatgrandparents - you're trying to pull up onto the shelf where theirs is kept.
Seriously . . . Someone's got some 'splainin to do.
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On a lighter, less disturbing note, this weekend Oktoberfest came to town. Your greatgrandmother, grandmother, and I took you. They took me when I was your age - felt strangly and wonderfully full circle to be there with the three of you. You of course are too little to really get it yet, but you were fascinated with all the bright lights and music.
Stars in your eyes baby - jus' like your mama.
I love you.
Saturday, October 21, 2006
Wednesday, October 11, 2006
Mom's Rambles
Dear Son,
Two teeth now . . . eating solid food . . . crawling around everywhere. I'm so happy, so proud - in no way do I wish to hold you back from what is to happen naturally in your life. I look forward to watching you continue to grow, and it excites me to think of all you'll learn. I'd be lying to you though, if I even tried to tell you that it isn't a little alarming. There has been so much going on in the world today . . .these days . . . and who knows what it will be five, ten years from now - as you grow and learn to one day read these letters for yourself. I want you to be strong and unafraid of life - but part of me wants to just keep you as you are - so that at any moment, if and when I need to, I can wrap you in my arms and keep you out of harms way.
This is a subject I will most likely write about many many more times as you grow . . . it is something I will always be aware of. As you grow, my say so of what happens in your life will lessen and lessen. Now, I can say whom you are around, where you go, what you eat, what you see, . . . but in order for you to grow into a strong, confident, independent man, (my dream for you) - I must pull back the reigns as we go along.
Listen to me . . . you're only six months old. :)
I can't help in though Son . . . all of this is just that important to me.
I'll cease with the ramblings now . . . (for now.)
I love you.
Two teeth now . . . eating solid food . . . crawling around everywhere. I'm so happy, so proud - in no way do I wish to hold you back from what is to happen naturally in your life. I look forward to watching you continue to grow, and it excites me to think of all you'll learn. I'd be lying to you though, if I even tried to tell you that it isn't a little alarming. There has been so much going on in the world today . . .these days . . . and who knows what it will be five, ten years from now - as you grow and learn to one day read these letters for yourself. I want you to be strong and unafraid of life - but part of me wants to just keep you as you are - so that at any moment, if and when I need to, I can wrap you in my arms and keep you out of harms way.
This is a subject I will most likely write about many many more times as you grow . . . it is something I will always be aware of. As you grow, my say so of what happens in your life will lessen and lessen. Now, I can say whom you are around, where you go, what you eat, what you see, . . . but in order for you to grow into a strong, confident, independent man, (my dream for you) - I must pull back the reigns as we go along.
Listen to me . . . you're only six months old. :)
I can't help in though Son . . . all of this is just that important to me.
I'll cease with the ramblings now . . . (for now.)
I love you.
Monday, October 02, 2006
Sunday Star
Dear Son,
It appears that you have chosen Sunday's to be your day to shine. Last Sunday evening while completing an assignment for school, I heard your grandmother call out for me. I rushed into the room where the two of you were, and thats when I saw it. You, up on all fours, inching along like a little worm!! I nearly killed myself rushing for the camcorder. I could not believe my eyes - my little man, crawling! Ok, ok . . . so maybe not crawling in the very traditional sense, but you were moving along none the less. So now, you are mobile . . . . one second I'll have my eye on you in the middle of your blanket in the floor, the next . . . you're off and up under the coffee table, or over toward the television. I can see now that perhaps those extra pounds may come off easier than I had expected chasing you around as I now am!
Then yesterday, (the following Sunday) . . . . while we were at church . . . I discovered something else you've gone and done: a tooth!!! Right there in your little mouth, just breaking the skin. I'm pretty blown away by this, considering you've shown none of the classic teething signs that the world had been preparing me for, with the exception perhaps of some serious drool.
It makes my heart smile Son, and break a little at the same time. Just days shy of six months old, and youre growing up so very fast.
It appears that you have chosen Sunday's to be your day to shine. Last Sunday evening while completing an assignment for school, I heard your grandmother call out for me. I rushed into the room where the two of you were, and thats when I saw it. You, up on all fours, inching along like a little worm!! I nearly killed myself rushing for the camcorder. I could not believe my eyes - my little man, crawling! Ok, ok . . . so maybe not crawling in the very traditional sense, but you were moving along none the less. So now, you are mobile . . . . one second I'll have my eye on you in the middle of your blanket in the floor, the next . . . you're off and up under the coffee table, or over toward the television. I can see now that perhaps those extra pounds may come off easier than I had expected chasing you around as I now am!
Then yesterday, (the following Sunday) . . . . while we were at church . . . I discovered something else you've gone and done: a tooth!!! Right there in your little mouth, just breaking the skin. I'm pretty blown away by this, considering you've shown none of the classic teething signs that the world had been preparing me for, with the exception perhaps of some serious drool.
It makes my heart smile Son, and break a little at the same time. Just days shy of six months old, and youre growing up so very fast.
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