"I draw!"
Last night while I was working, you grabbed my notebook and proceeded to scribble all over the pages, every minute or so exclaiming with such sheer excitement about what you had just drawn. “I draw a ‘a’ Mommy!” “I draw a ‘9’ Mommy!” “I draw a choo choo train Mommy!” (that one came with full eye contact to make sure I realized how cool it was). And I really, truly did. Now I will confess that I couldn’t very well recognize the a or 9 or train in your drawings, but you could and that was just awesome. I wish I could bottle up that pure joy to drink on days when life is not being very kind.
You are amazing.
Love,
Mom
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"I draw!"

Last night while I was working, you grabbed my notebook and proceeded to scribble all over the pages, every minute or so exclaiming with such sheer excitement about what you had just drawn. “I draw a ‘a’ Mommy!” “I draw a ‘9’ Mommy!” “I draw a choo choo train Mommy!” (that one came with full eye contact to make sure I realized how cool it was). And I really, truly did. Now I will confess that I couldn’t very well recognize the a or 9 or train in your drawings, but you could and that was just awesome. I wish I could bottle up that pure joy to drink on days when life is not being very kind.

You are amazing.

Love,

Mom

James? Sounds Like a Bad Seed….

You’ve made new friends since starting school. One boy in particular though seems to stand out: James. He’s the first to offer you food when you walk in each morning (or an eskimo kiss, on one particular occasion). In fact, the two of you seem to spend time together at school based on the various photos we see via the daily What In The World email updates (we’ve forwarded a few to your email address so you can see them).

This morning when I dropped you off, I shot a random video just because… well, I love seeing you walk with a backpack on and the clips are adorable. As you can see, today you were pretty excited to see James amongst all the kids through the window.

As your dad, I gotta say, I liked it better when I could keep a much closer eye on the one holding your heart. It seems he doesn’t have you walking on sunshine, but something more like moon beams.

We’ll see about this….

Love,
Dad

Yell-a Jacque

For the past few months you’ve had strong opinions about how bedtime goes. Most of all, the song choice and order and singer. Daddy sings “Daughter” and “Elderly Woman” by Pearl Jam and usually I sing Frere Jacque (“Jaka”) followed by Hush Little Baby (“Baby Song”), during which you command that I “hold you [like a] baby. But there are moments when all the rules change. Or sometimes it all happens on the same special night. And then tonight, you climbed into your rocking chair and started belting out (some very close semblance of) the words to Frere Jacque, all of which are FRENCH by the way. It was really incredible. I’ve never actively taught it to you and you’ve never sung any of it back to me, and tonight it was some version of every verse. I caught one round on video, though it’s audio only. In an earlier round you actually made it through to “Are you sleeping brother John.” So impressive, my girl. I can’t tell you how much I adore our nighttimes together.

Love,

Mom

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No More Bunny Business

Ever since Bunny came into your life, you’ve been obsessed with him (or her?). The bond was so strong that, well, we kinda bought a second ‘Bunny’ to rotate in so he stays clean and never gets lost. We always went really far out of our way to avoid you seeing both. This is especially hard when Bunny takes a bath in the washing machine because we have to make the switch quickly enough to keep you on schedule for school or bed time. 

Anyway, a few times we’ve heard you make vague comments when handed an alternate bunny that implied you may know what was going on. Well, last week, you finally confirmed it when we heard you definitively say “different” when we pulled a Bunny Swap. I have no idea how you know. 

The one thing we probably should have known is that you’re smarter than us, so frankly it’s our bad. It’s cool that you’re drama free about it.* 

Love,

Dad

* Please note I mean about rotating bunnies ONLY; you’re still full of drama about Bunny’s presence, especially now that you get Time Out without him (otherwise you enjoyed your supposed “punishment” too much). 

It’s learning time!
After two wonderful years with Auntie B, the time finally came for you to head to school…or rather Young Preschool. To ease the transition, for the first week you went only a few hours the first day, a few more the next, and so on until finally it was time to say goodbye to Barbara and go to school full time. Since even at age 2, you’re still our baby girl, we thought it would be so hard to have you go from the intimate care of a nanny to the grown-up environment of a classroom.
But you were so brave (it helps that Bunny joins you and the teachers know the powerful hold food has on you) and you clearly liked being there, so even in the first week we knew we had found exactly the right place. The teachers Miss Cary and Miss Shannon are so caring and clearly love you, and we love that we get detailed reports of what you’re doing there each day and any notable milestones. And we also get your awesome artwork, which maybe isn’t frame-worthy (yet) but is incredibly special nonetheless.
Speaking of milestones, one goal of the school is to get you potty-trained…and it’s working! Apparently last week, after lots of potty “attempts” (translation: sitting on the potty), you actually peed in the toilet! Pretty monumental. And it makes sense, because now you’re around lots of big kids doing big kid things and it makes you want to do it too.
You’ve also learned about the ocean and the sun, and what it’s like to be hit on by boys. That’s right, a little cutie named James lights up when you enter the room, and on Friday he walked up and gave you an eskimo kiss. Bold move with mom still in the room, but honestly it was adorable.
It’s been a month now and so far the only thing aside from potty training the teachers are eager to work on with you is getting you to talk and participate more, something that is hilarious given who your mom and dad are. By the time you read this you will know first hand how talkative we both are.  In fact, when I was in elementary school Mimi and Gaby got called to the school because the teachers were concerned I wasn’t getting enough attention at home, since I was always so chatty and demanding attention. (I was indeed getting plenty of attention at home, but I liked attention everywhere.) So, I think it’s safe to assume that one will likely work itself out in time given your genetics. 
I can’t wait to write more of these school updates, as it feels like you’re growing and learning so fast and there will be more to report constantly. 
Until then…love,
Mom
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It’s learning time!
After two wonderful years with Auntie B, the time finally came for you to head to school…or rather Young Preschool. To ease the transition, for the first week you went only a few hours the first day, a few more the next, and so on until finally it was time to say goodbye to Barbara and go to school full time. Since even at age 2, you’re still our baby girl, we thought it would be so hard to have you go from the intimate care of a nanny to the grown-up environment of a classroom.
But you were so brave (it helps that Bunny joins you and the teachers know the powerful hold food has on you) and you clearly liked being there, so even in the first week we knew we had found exactly the right place. The teachers Miss Cary and Miss Shannon are so caring and clearly love you, and we love that we get detailed reports of what you’re doing there each day and any notable milestones. And we also get your awesome artwork, which maybe isn’t frame-worthy (yet) but is incredibly special nonetheless.
Speaking of milestones, one goal of the school is to get you potty-trained…and it’s working! Apparently last week, after lots of potty “attempts” (translation: sitting on the potty), you actually peed in the toilet! Pretty monumental. And it makes sense, because now you’re around lots of big kids doing big kid things and it makes you want to do it too.
You’ve also learned about the ocean and the sun, and what it’s like to be hit on by boys. That’s right, a little cutie named James lights up when you enter the room, and on Friday he walked up and gave you an eskimo kiss. Bold move with mom still in the room, but honestly it was adorable.
It’s been a month now and so far the only thing aside from potty training the teachers are eager to work on with you is getting you to talk and participate more, something that is hilarious given who your mom and dad are. By the time you read this you will know first hand how talkative we both are.  In fact, when I was in elementary school Mimi and Gaby got called to the school because the teachers were concerned I wasn’t getting enough attention at home, since I was always so chatty and demanding attention. (I was indeed getting plenty of attention at home, but I liked attention everywhere.) So, I think it’s safe to assume that one will likely work itself out in time given your genetics. 
I can’t wait to write more of these school updates, as it feels like you’re growing and learning so fast and there will be more to report constantly. 
Until then…love,
Mom
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It’s learning time!
After two wonderful years with Auntie B, the time finally came for you to head to school…or rather Young Preschool. To ease the transition, for the first week you went only a few hours the first day, a few more the next, and so on until finally it was time to say goodbye to Barbara and go to school full time. Since even at age 2, you’re still our baby girl, we thought it would be so hard to have you go from the intimate care of a nanny to the grown-up environment of a classroom.
But you were so brave (it helps that Bunny joins you and the teachers know the powerful hold food has on you) and you clearly liked being there, so even in the first week we knew we had found exactly the right place. The teachers Miss Cary and Miss Shannon are so caring and clearly love you, and we love that we get detailed reports of what you’re doing there each day and any notable milestones. And we also get your awesome artwork, which maybe isn’t frame-worthy (yet) but is incredibly special nonetheless.
Speaking of milestones, one goal of the school is to get you potty-trained…and it’s working! Apparently last week, after lots of potty “attempts” (translation: sitting on the potty), you actually peed in the toilet! Pretty monumental. And it makes sense, because now you’re around lots of big kids doing big kid things and it makes you want to do it too.
You’ve also learned about the ocean and the sun, and what it’s like to be hit on by boys. That’s right, a little cutie named James lights up when you enter the room, and on Friday he walked up and gave you an eskimo kiss. Bold move with mom still in the room, but honestly it was adorable.
It’s been a month now and so far the only thing aside from potty training the teachers are eager to work on with you is getting you to talk and participate more, something that is hilarious given who your mom and dad are. By the time you read this you will know first hand how talkative we both are.  In fact, when I was in elementary school Mimi and Gaby got called to the school because the teachers were concerned I wasn’t getting enough attention at home, since I was always so chatty and demanding attention. (I was indeed getting plenty of attention at home, but I liked attention everywhere.) So, I think it’s safe to assume that one will likely work itself out in time given your genetics. 
I can’t wait to write more of these school updates, as it feels like you’re growing and learning so fast and there will be more to report constantly. 
Until then…love,
Mom
ZoomInfo
It’s learning time!
After two wonderful years with Auntie B, the time finally came for you to head to school…or rather Young Preschool. To ease the transition, for the first week you went only a few hours the first day, a few more the next, and so on until finally it was time to say goodbye to Barbara and go to school full time. Since even at age 2, you’re still our baby girl, we thought it would be so hard to have you go from the intimate care of a nanny to the grown-up environment of a classroom.
But you were so brave (it helps that Bunny joins you and the teachers know the powerful hold food has on you) and you clearly liked being there, so even in the first week we knew we had found exactly the right place. The teachers Miss Cary and Miss Shannon are so caring and clearly love you, and we love that we get detailed reports of what you’re doing there each day and any notable milestones. And we also get your awesome artwork, which maybe isn’t frame-worthy (yet) but is incredibly special nonetheless.
Speaking of milestones, one goal of the school is to get you potty-trained…and it’s working! Apparently last week, after lots of potty “attempts” (translation: sitting on the potty), you actually peed in the toilet! Pretty monumental. And it makes sense, because now you’re around lots of big kids doing big kid things and it makes you want to do it too.
You’ve also learned about the ocean and the sun, and what it’s like to be hit on by boys. That’s right, a little cutie named James lights up when you enter the room, and on Friday he walked up and gave you an eskimo kiss. Bold move with mom still in the room, but honestly it was adorable.
It’s been a month now and so far the only thing aside from potty training the teachers are eager to work on with you is getting you to talk and participate more, something that is hilarious given who your mom and dad are. By the time you read this you will know first hand how talkative we both are.  In fact, when I was in elementary school Mimi and Gaby got called to the school because the teachers were concerned I wasn’t getting enough attention at home, since I was always so chatty and demanding attention. (I was indeed getting plenty of attention at home, but I liked attention everywhere.) So, I think it’s safe to assume that one will likely work itself out in time given your genetics. 
I can’t wait to write more of these school updates, as it feels like you’re growing and learning so fast and there will be more to report constantly. 
Until then…love,
Mom
ZoomInfo

It’s learning time!

After two wonderful years with Auntie B, the time finally came for you to head to school…or rather Young Preschool. To ease the transition, for the first week you went only a few hours the first day, a few more the next, and so on until finally it was time to say goodbye to Barbara and go to school full time. Since even at age 2, you’re still our baby girl, we thought it would be so hard to have you go from the intimate care of a nanny to the grown-up environment of a classroom.

But you were so brave (it helps that Bunny joins you and the teachers know the powerful hold food has on you) and you clearly liked being there, so even in the first week we knew we had found exactly the right place. The teachers Miss Cary and Miss Shannon are so caring and clearly love you, and we love that we get detailed reports of what you’re doing there each day and any notable milestones. And we also get your awesome artwork, which maybe isn’t frame-worthy (yet) but is incredibly special nonetheless.

Speaking of milestones, one goal of the school is to get you potty-trained…and it’s working! Apparently last week, after lots of potty “attempts” (translation: sitting on the potty), you actually peed in the toilet! Pretty monumental. And it makes sense, because now you’re around lots of big kids doing big kid things and it makes you want to do it too.

You’ve also learned about the ocean and the sun, and what it’s like to be hit on by boys. That’s right, a little cutie named James lights up when you enter the room, and on Friday he walked up and gave you an eskimo kiss. Bold move with mom still in the room, but honestly it was adorable.

It’s been a month now and so far the only thing aside from potty training the teachers are eager to work on with you is getting you to talk and participate more, something that is hilarious given who your mom and dad are. By the time you read this you will know first hand how talkative we both are.  In fact, when I was in elementary school Mimi and Gaby got called to the school because the teachers were concerned I wasn’t getting enough attention at home, since I was always so chatty and demanding attention. (I was indeed getting plenty of attention at home, but I liked attention everywhere.) So, I think it’s safe to assume that one will likely work itself out in time given your genetics.

I can’t wait to write more of these school updates, as it feels like you’re growing and learning so fast and there will be more to report constantly.

Until then…love,

Mom

More wa-ter-mel-on…please!

Summer means watermelon means a happy Roarke Radia. You love the stuff and when you eat it, you just want more. Which is ok because it’s fun to hear you ask for it. It’s a pretty big word! You have only one other four syllable word under your belt, also food-related of course: macaroni. Still…impressive.

Love,

Mom