Wednesday, August 12, 2015

Tiny Furniture, Tiny Hands, Big Dreams

Dear Hazelita, 
In Bahboo and Grandma P cleaning out their attics, corners and spaces Mama's old dollhouse furniture is coming out of storage and into your hot little hands.  You have loved going through the boxes and yesterday we laid them all out; putting the bathrooms, kitchens, living rooms and beds together.  I got my first big girl dollhouse for Christmas in 1977.  
 I WAS REALLY EXCITED ABOUT THIS.  I played with this more than toys ever.  I have the coolest, well now you have (I GUESS) the coolest, modern and durable dollhouse furniture ever.  Grandma P has found duplicate kitchens and such over the years at garage sales so we worked on putting together sets.  I was still a bit possessive of it all, I'll be honest...I got nervous if you knocked it over or  a little grabby if you didn't put the pieces together, which go together, duh.  But, the more we played the more I regressed, the more I could let go and the more I could see how all the happy hours I played with it were oozing out and flowing into you...I couldn't ignore the joy.  


You were happy to tell me who was napping, who needed to eat and who needed a shower.  I am hopeful that you, too will have dreams where you have a house with the furniture and wonder why the sinks don't work, or the TV won't turn on or that your friends are those plastic people.  
I slowly turned it over to you, but don't expect that Mommy won't remind you to not stomp on it, throw it, take it apart or chew on it.  
I just can't help myself, they did last 35 years in perfect shape.  Now, to get the houses ready and to find more of a variety of people!
Love, Mama.

Monday, August 10, 2015

1st of 1st

Hey there 1st grader,  
Today was your first day of 1st grade!  The week before you were all over the place in your behavior; talking back, laughing, challenging, testing, having fun, working so hard at swim lessons, resistant, loving and SO EXCITED to start school again.  No chalkboard markers for the start of the year for you.  You had to create your own sign.  We picked out the pieces and placed them together.  
I didn't even ask you to get it this morning as you readied yourself in the speedy way a race car reaches its finish line.  We got your pictures and you wanted to include Hazel, who was less than excited to be up a bit earlier than in the past 8 weeks.  
 
We loaded up all of your supplies and pulled up with time to spare.  We all unloaded the car and entered a very excited classroom of kids and teachers entering the 1/2 classroom.  
Greeted by Ms. Alana, experiencing growing pains of her own as she leaves her newborn son to return to work...and I am so grateful she is and is teamed up by Ms. Em who will be a team full of care, concern and enthusiasm with no tricks getting past them you sure to have a sensational year.  
You played with a crew of old buds making dinosaurs attack pigs and then tossing them aside, and you had no concerns allowing little sis sit in and have a go at it took.  As we were leaving at the last chime moms and dads were standing to the side waiting to detach and leave our babies to start their newest acquisitions of knowledge, friends and experiences.  
Mommy Brook, Lily's mama, left and we caught eyes...and forever we know our stories of becoming families and forever we share the honor of being the mamas and papas to be able to see you off through your firsts, our eye catch pulled out some tears of gratitude and honor to be there in this moment.  You and Lily are next to each other in your circle spots.  
It seems like yesterday we were bringing you home.  We know you are going to have a wonderful year.  I can't wait to see you when you get home!
Love, Mama