Letters to My Children – July 2018

 

Dear Ariya,

The countdown is on….for beach week!  It’s our annual beach trip with the cousins!  Your Grandma, Auntie Anjuanette, Uncle Kashiff, Uncle Eric, Mekhai and Jayden were with us for most of the week and it was glorious.  It rained…alot.  But there were pockets of time when the sun was shining, and we would race to the beach.  We did spend the day at the aquarium.

The waves were fun.  You tried boogie boarding for the first time and you loved it.  You were so sad that we didn’t have our own boogie board.  I think next year, we know what we’ll need to bring to the beach.

Mekhai introduced us to youtube kids, and you were hooked.  What is up with the obsession of watching OTHER kids play with their toys?  It just boggles my mind.  But you loved it.  Watching the tablet, watching youtube kids, was an addiction.  When we came back home, we had to wean you off of it, because wow, did it put you in a cranky mood.  20 minutes of tablet time was never enough.  You wanted more more more.

 

Dear Asha,

We spent a lot of time at the pool.  You watched Ariya and followed her lead.  You started taking a deep breath, putting your head under water, kicking.  I had to sign you up for swim lessons, because you were getting it.  You wanted to jump off the diving board after Ariya (with your noodle, of course).

The beach was great.  you loved playing with the sand….a  little too much, if you ask me.  You would eat it.  I don’t know what the big deal was with sand, but you wanted to eat it.  Drove Daddy and me crazy, but you loved eating sand.  You were a huge fan of the water and the waves.  Spending time with Grandma, your auntie, uncles and cousins were great too.  You got to stay up late, and sleep in.  There was a bunk bed and you always wanted to sleep up top.  But Daddy and I thought you were maybe a bit too young to sleep up top by yourself.  You were not happy about that, but you did love sleeping with Mommy in the king size bed.  Poor Daddy had to sleep with Ariya because she didn’t want to sleep by herself.  Maybe next year, you two will be able to sleep in the same room together.

 

Next month will be the last bit of summer before kindergarten starts for Ariya and pre-school starts for Asha.  Let’s soak it all in.

 

Letters to My Children – June 2018

Dear Ariya,

Summer summer summer time!  It’s summer time! It’s been a wet start to summer, raining a lot.  But we managed to spend a lot of time relaxing.  Mostly going to the pool whenever we can.  I was worried at first, trying to manage you and Asha.  You’re so close to really *getting* how to swim, and Asha does whatever you do.  You don’t wear floaties, she won’t wear floaties.  You jump off the edge, she jumps off the edge.  But we got the hang of it.

You also tried tennis camp for the first time.  AND YOU LOVED IT.  I used to play tennis when I was younger, so I’m pretty excited that you’re into it.  You thought coach Jaime was the best, and you made so many friends there too.  Afterwards, we’d go to the pool and enjoy some time in the water.

Your uncle, Rushabh (my cousin) was getting married at the end of the month.  It was your first Indian wedding, and first wedding that you could remember.  I would get out our wedding album, and we would watch our wedding video.  We even went shopping for Indian clothes for all of us.  You had a blast playing dress up.  But even you couldn’t handle the craziness that come with an Indian wedding.  You got some mehndhi (henna) done.  We did pooja at Rushabh uncle’s house with a priest and you got to spend more time with your cousins and uncles.  The garba was that night, and you were TIRED.  You didn’t want to dance much.  But you played a lot with the fun uncles.  The wedding was early and you were CRANKY.  But after a nap, you were ready for the reception and you were a dancing queen.  It was so much fun on the dance floor with you!  Now you know what an Indian wedding is like, and I’m sure there will be more Indian weddings in the future.

After our weekend in New Jersey for the wedding, we came back to you doing another summer camp.  It was a theater camp, singing, acting, dancing.  And you loved it!  I wonder if you’d be interested in doing it as an activity throughout the year.  But I wonder if maybe you’ll be overloaded with too many activities, especially with you starting Kindergarten.  Plus, I don’t want us to get burnt out.

I know the summer will fly by, I just want to soak up every bit of it with you.

Dear Asha,

Summer vacation is like any day for you.  Except, you’re excited to have Ariya home every day.  It’s been nice sleeping in, not rushing to go to school, being able to stay in our pajamas.  You are obsessed with the pool.  It’s all about the pool.  You won’t wear your floaties or your swim vest, which makes me crazy.  Because you think you can swim, but you can’t.  You’re so independent, or at least, you think you are.  You just want to keep up with Ariya and do everything that she does.

Every time we dropped Ariya off at tennis camp, you cried and screamed to go with her.  And then you wanted to go to the pool, even though it wasn’t open.  You just HAD to go with me to the gym, or to go grocery shopping or to run other errands.  No fun at all.  That’s ok, your time will come.

I think Rushabh uncle’s wedding had you in a daze.  You were up, you didn’t sleep much, and you watched a lot of Netflix on my phone.  I think my phone was dead pretty much the whole weekend because you and Ariya were glued to it.  You weren’t in the mood to play with anyone at all.  And you hated wearing the Indian clothes.  Oh my goodness, how you hated it.  And Daddy hated you in it.  You kept tripping over your skirts., you tried to take your clothes off a couple of times.  I knew I should have just put you in one of your favorite party dresses, but I couldn’t help it, you were just so cute in your Indian dresses!

I’m loving the time that we get to spend together.  Before you know it, the summer will be over, Ariya will be in Kindergarten and Asha will be in pre-school.  And I’ll miss you two. I’m trying to soak up all this time, all these moments with you two.  The fighting.  The playing, the laughter.  The tears.  All of it.