Momma Joy

Little Riv, your Auntie gave you a toy this Christmas who has quickly become a boon companion.  She has been dubbed “Dolly”.  Dolly comes to bed with you, plays great games and often sits at your little table while you serve her lunch from a purple picnic basket.  You eat your own lunch sitting across from her and often ask her if she is enjoying her lemonade and pie.

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Little Kai, you love your Daddy more than anything.  As soon as you see him each morning, it’s as if your whole face becomes your smile — your eyes, your mouth, your cheeks just lift with joy.  You kick your feet and wave your hands and stretch your little back as if your entire body is saying, “Pick me up!  I love you so.”

Little Riv, you are a wonderful big sister.  The other night you asked me to read to you, but your Daddy and I were still eating dinner, so I asked you to read to yourself for a bit.  Instead, you pulled your little armchair up beside your brother’s baby seat and began reading him a book.  You were very careful to hold it up so he could see the pictures.  “Kai, once upon a time…”

Little Riv, you have an amazing imagination.   This morning, you were in your playroom having a whole conversation with your Dolly.  At first, I thought you were talking to me and I asked if you needed anything.  You looked at me with exasperation and said, “No, Momma — just make lunch!”  Okay then!

Little son, you rolled over today!  At first, we both hardly noticed — you were doing your “tummy time” and I was rubbing your feet to help you relax.  Then you just flipped in my hands and you were on your back!  We both just looked at each other, as if to say, “Hey, how did that happen?”  And then you broke out in giggles.

Little Kai, today at Music Together I could tell you were really starting to get into the groove!  You were smiling and talking — Elyssa kept laughing and saying you were trying to sing along (and it did sound like that).  It makes my heart lift to see my little guy wriggling around on your blankie, having such fun.

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Little Riv: “Lenin is eating a pumpkin.”  Momma: “Huh?”  It took me several moments to realize that you were looking at your Dad’s Economist magazine which featured (a) a picture of Lenin and (b) a picture of an orange globe.  Logically, Lenin is eating a pumpkin.

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Little son, you had so much fun this weekend at your Grandad’s birthday.  You loved being passed around and adored.  I think you have inherited your dad’s sociable nature.  You especially love being held by Grandad; you really snuggle in to his warm body and smile and coo as you hold his huge finger in your tiny hand.  He calls you “Stump” because you are such a strong, sturdy little fellow.

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Little Riv, we’ve had snow this week!  You and I had a very special snow day together, the first of many I hope.  As soon as the snow stopped, we bundled up and went to the park.  You loved stomping and making footprints in the powder.  You laughed very hard watching all the dogs doing somersaults in the drifts.  We built a little snowman, complete with sticks (5 arms and a nose), and a snow hat that you sculpted yourself.  Then you knocked him down and we made him into snowballs and practiced our pitching arms.  When you got too cold, we came home and had cuddles and chocolate.

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Little son, last night we woke up together and it was so cold — the room was dark and chilly and the city outside was silent, covered in snow and ice.  You nursed very quietly and contentedly, and we gradually made each other warm.   I held your snug little body for a long time after you fell asleep, enjoying your heavy warmth, your fuzzy sleeper and your soft breath.