wishing for adventure

Friday, February 14, 2014

This morning, the sun wasn't quite up as Jack and I left for school and work.

Jack:     Mama, is the sun still in bed?
Me:       Yes, but it's getting up.  See, the moon has gone away.
Jack:     There's a star!  Where are the rest of the stars?
Me:       Well, they're going to bed, too.
Jack:     Star light, star bright
             First star I see tonight
             I wish I may I wish I might
             Have the wish I wish tonight.
Me:       [initially speechless]  What's your wish?
Jack:     I wish ... I could go up in an AIRPLANE.  With YOU, Mama.
Me:       [melted]
Jack:     Would that be an adventure?
Me:       It sure would.  Let's talk to Daddy about taking a trip.



Hope your day is full of adventure planning, sweet moments, and wishes made.

Talk soon,
Heather

burfdays and such

Monday, February 3, 2014

When we first told Jack that he was going to be a big brother, I was concerned that he would have no grasp of time.  And that every day, he would ask us if the baby was coming.

In an effort to stave off that particular line of questioning, I explained to him that before the baby comes, he would have:  Thanksgiving, Christmas, Valentine's Day, and his birthday.  And then!  Lo and behold, the baby would come.

That has worked pretty well, except that we're down to the last "pre-baby" milestone.  And while we've been going to a lot of awesome birthday parties for Jack's buddies, I can almost see his expectations ratcheting up for *his* party.  [Ulp.]


Every day, Jack asks me:  Is TODAY my burfday?
And I reply:  No, your birthday is in about a month.  It's not time yet.
He aims to refine:  But, I'm having a party?
And I aim to please:  Yes, you are having a party.

Funny thing is that every day, I think to myself:  How many days until the baby comes?
And I reply:  A couple more months.  It's not time yet.
And I aim to refine:  But, I'm getting close, right?
And I aim to please:  Yes.  You are.

I guess Jack and I are both pretty damn excited about upcoming burfdays and such.

Hope you have something totally bad ass to look forward to.

Talk soon,
Heather

Friday, February 14, 2014

wishing for adventure

This morning, the sun wasn't quite up as Jack and I left for school and work.

Jack:     Mama, is the sun still in bed?
Me:       Yes, but it's getting up.  See, the moon has gone away.
Jack:     There's a star!  Where are the rest of the stars?
Me:       Well, they're going to bed, too.
Jack:     Star light, star bright
             First star I see tonight
             I wish I may I wish I might
             Have the wish I wish tonight.
Me:       [initially speechless]  What's your wish?
Jack:     I wish ... I could go up in an AIRPLANE.  With YOU, Mama.
Me:       [melted]
Jack:     Would that be an adventure?
Me:       It sure would.  Let's talk to Daddy about taking a trip.



Hope your day is full of adventure planning, sweet moments, and wishes made.

Talk soon,
Heather

Monday, February 3, 2014

burfdays and such

When we first told Jack that he was going to be a big brother, I was concerned that he would have no grasp of time.  And that every day, he would ask us if the baby was coming.

In an effort to stave off that particular line of questioning, I explained to him that before the baby comes, he would have:  Thanksgiving, Christmas, Valentine's Day, and his birthday.  And then!  Lo and behold, the baby would come.

That has worked pretty well, except that we're down to the last "pre-baby" milestone.  And while we've been going to a lot of awesome birthday parties for Jack's buddies, I can almost see his expectations ratcheting up for *his* party.  [Ulp.]


Every day, Jack asks me:  Is TODAY my burfday?
And I reply:  No, your birthday is in about a month.  It's not time yet.
He aims to refine:  But, I'm having a party?
And I aim to please:  Yes, you are having a party.

Funny thing is that every day, I think to myself:  How many days until the baby comes?
And I reply:  A couple more months.  It's not time yet.
And I aim to refine:  But, I'm getting close, right?
And I aim to please:  Yes.  You are.

I guess Jack and I are both pretty damn excited about upcoming burfdays and such.

Hope you have something totally bad ass to look forward to.

Talk soon,
Heather
 
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