Friday, May 30, 2008

Best Five Minutes!

I thought it would be fun to show you a quick glimpse of yourself at one year old. These were taken on the evening of your birthday. You were all wound up and kept playing "peek-a-boo" with your Daddy. So cute!



Wednesday, May 28, 2008

Letter from Mamo

You received an email from Mamo for your birthday:

Dear sweet Jason,
Happy #1 Birthday! I am so sad that I am not able to be with you on
your first birthday, but we will be in NJ soon. I love you so so much
and I hope you have so much fun today with your little friends. Tell
mommy to take a lot of pictures when you eat your first cupcake. I
love you bunches.
Mamo

Happy Birthday!

Today you turn one year old. This has been the longest and shortest year of my entire life! You have learned so much. A year ago, you only knew how to breathe and sleep. We even had to teach you to nurse, despite the breastfeeding classes that assured us you would instinctively have the perfect latch. I have watched you learn to reach for things, grab them with your whole fist and later with two fingers, throw a ball, smile, laugh, talk (cat, up, Mommy, Daddy, Bubba, Noni, clock), sit, roll over, crawl, flirt, "so big", play, push buttons, turn pages, point things out in books, eat real food, and (thank goodness) nurse like a champ. And so many other things. You literally learn something new every day. Daddy comes home from work asking, "What did my little buddy learn today?"

Mommy and Daddy have learned a lot, too. Most importantly, to always cover up your dinky when changing your diaper!

Later today some of your friends are coming over to play and celebrate your big day. You'll have a great time...you love showing all of your toys to the other children.

We love you so much! HAPPY BIRTHDAY!

Thursday, May 22, 2008

Sleep

Someday, when you are a teenager and want nothing more than to sleep in until noon, I am going to take immense pleasure in waking your bottom up at the crack of dawn!! Splashes with cold water at 2 hour intervals during the night would be fun also.

I have to tell you, kiddo, those thoughts are the only thing getting me through this day!!

Wednesday, May 21, 2008

Politics Your Way

The year is 2008 so that means Presidential Election Season! (BTW, in case nobody teaches you this in school, presidential election years are divisible by four.) I'm not going to comment on the candidates just yet, but I am going to take this opportunity to ask you to please think for yourself when it comes to politics. Well, anything for that matter, but especially politics.

You will encounter so many people in your life who are firmly on one side of the political arena or the other. Most of the time these people haven't thought through their positions, are mindlessly following their party lines, or are simply ignorant. I find it very difficult to believe that a person, given any number of issues without knowing either party's view, would line up perfectly with one side. Yet you see these highly irritating talking heads regurgitating one-liners all day long on CNN or Fox News. They sound like such idiots.

I wish, just once, I could see politicians talking through the issues in a real debate. No pandering. No "one size fits all" politics. No arrogance. Just a real discussion keeping in mind the imperfections of each party's stance. I guess that is my point here: neither side has it 100% correct. Don't be part of the drama. "Bush speaks poorly"; "but Clinton didn't inhale"; "well Kennedy had affairs." Blah blah blah. None of that is relevant to the education, security, health, and prosperity of our country.

In raising you, I hope your Daddy and I (and your grandparents, aunts, uncles, and friends!) can encourage you to be a thinker. You are already such a smart and charismatic little boy. You don't need anyone else telling you what to believe, and I can't wait to hear what you have to say!

Sunday, May 18, 2008

Michael Patrick

Sweetie,

Today is a tough day for Daddy and me. Two years ago your big brother, Michael Patrick, was born silently into the world. We loved him so much, just like we love you! I know all about how he would have been...much different from you, my little buddy. He would have had very thick black hair like your Daddy's. And he would have been quiet, a little bit contemplative about life. He would have been a great big brother to you. Very patient. Daddy and I would sit around when I was pregnant dreaming about his personality, his little nose, his tiny toes, his smile...so even though we didn't get to spend enough time with him, we still know all of these things in our hearts. Does that make any sense?

It is raining today...it reminds me of a song, "Holes in the Floor of Heaven". It is all about the angels crying tears sometimes, which turn into rain. I think Michael is letting us know he misses us through the raindrops. You have to look for signs and miracles every day. They are out there if you keep your eyes open. We are so lucky to have you here, just you and me and Daddy together while the rain falls.

Monday, May 12, 2008

Kissing

You are a big smoocher lately. In a hotel room a few weeks ago there was a huge floor-to-ceiling mirror, and you would run over to it and kiss your image whenever Daddy or I told you to kiss the baby. You were so cute! You also love to kiss your stuffed animals (Elmo especially) and the pictures in your books.

You are such a young, innocent, loving age. The babies in one of your books are all different races and genders. You give them all big, enthusiastic, open-mouthed, slobbery kisses. It is great! Somewhere along the line we lose that way of expressing our unabashed love for each other. Wouldn't it be wonderful if we gave our friends big kisses and hugs every time we see them? Other than catching more colds it would be so much friendlier! I suppose this does happen in some circles...most of my "city friends" have a habit of greeting each other with these absentminded air-cheek kisses. If they are *really* cool they do a European version of the air-cheek kiss, making sure to get you on both cheeks. Apparently all things European are more refined. I'm not sure who decided that, but it seems to be one of those weird facts of life.

Anyway. I'm going to miss your monster kisses someday so I'm enjoying them while I can, slobber and all!

Sunday, May 11, 2008

Happy Mother's Day To Me!

This morning you had a particularly gross poopy diaper. Daddy made a valiant effort to change you, seeing how it is Mother's Day and everything. Well, the smell was so foul it made Daddy gag repeatedly, so guess who stepped in to finish the job? That's right, MOMMY.

Just thought you should know ;)

Driving

Jason,

It is better that you learn this about me now. I am *not* a very good driver. Yesterday I proved this by getting in an accident. Thank goodness nobody was hurt...except for the cars, that is! And thank goodness you were not in the car with me. Your daddy was taking care of you at home. It makes me cry to just think about you in the car with me. I simply wasn't paying enough attention. Sometimes these things have to happen, I suppose, to give you a wakeup call.

Please, please, please always be careful when you are driving. I'm sure this is the first of approximately 7.2 billion times I will tell you this, but please listen. You are such a BOY already, running head first into everything. Literally. So in about 15 years, when your crazy mom reminds you to drive slowly and be careful, give her a hug and promise to do just that!

Thursday, May 8, 2008

Dandelions


Baby J,

Today you discovered dandelions! We spent the afternoon walking up and down the sidewalk in front of our house, and you picked a dozen or so. I blew on them and the "feathers" flew all around us. You thought this was hysterical, but you couldn't figure out how to blow just yet. You did have a fantastic time squeezing them and tearing them apart in your tiny hands.

Welcome!

Sweet baby Jason,

I have been meaning to do this for a long time....eleven months and ten days, to be exact! There are so many things I tell you during our days together, and of course I know you won't remember them. I know, too, that time goes by all too quickly and it will fade my memories as well. So I will try to capture some of the miracle that is my time with you here, in the hope that someday you and I will both be able to look back on these days with a smile.