letters to my sons : july 2014
This is the eighth in a year long series of letters to my sons. Next in the circle is Sarah Roemer Davis — please visit her site after mine to travel along the full circle.
Boys,
It’s been a fantastic summer so far. We’ve spent hours at the pool, busy days at birthday parties, the zoo, the beach. We’ve played soccer, watched soccer, played t-ball and enjoyed our snow cones after games. There has been not quite enough sleep, but plenty of memories made.
Your little sister is due to arrive in 4 weeks. I know she will bring even more love and adventure into our lives. But, for now, I’m trying my best to enjoy everything about our family of four.
Once again I’m going to let the images tell the rest of the story.
Love,
Mom
Up next, read what the very talented Sarah Roemer Davis has to say to her son.
letters to my sons : may 2014
This is the seventh in a year long series of letters to my sons. Next in the circle is Jill Cassara — please visit her site after mine to travel along the full circle.
Boys,
It was a rainy day today. A rainy day after many rainy days. We ran some errands. I cut N’s hair. We tried our hand at origami. And we had an impromptu bed jumping / cape wearing / photo taking party.
I think I’ll just let the images tell the story this time.
It was a good day 🙂
Love,
Mom
Up next, read what the very talented Jill Cassara has to say to her son.
letters to my sons : april 2014
This is the sixth in a year long series of letters to my sons. Next in the group is Courtney Karban — please visit her site after mine to travel along the full circle.
N, we just celebrated your fifth birthday. In so many ways you’ve been acting 5 (or 7, or 15) for a very long time. But in other ways, I can’t believe you’re actually five. You’ll play t-ball this Summer. And start Kindergarten this Fall. You’re reading bits to your little brother. You actually wanted to go to the kids area at Ikea this weekend, even though you would be all on your own. And you enjoyed it. (That’s a very, very big deal for you.) For the first time, you’re acknowledging that you’re “too big” for this, or that. You’re limbs are growing longer by the minute, and your knees are always banged up from your many, many adventures.
This is such a fun time to watch – you’re taking on new things, naturally learning and exploring, testing everything (ok, so that part is not always fun). It’s a time I want to savor. Last year I was actually a bit anxious about your summer off of preschool. I was still learning the balancing act of two kids, and you were in a fairly challenging phase. This summer I look forward to soaking up my time with you – before you are away from me 5 days a week.
You had a wonderful birthday. We had so much fun as a family on the actual day, and followed it up with a pretty big party the next weekend. I was surprised you wanted to invite so many kids, and worried your naturally shy tendencies. I didn’t have to worry. You played and laughed and celebrated and it was pretty much perfect.
You make a fantastic 5-year-old 🙂
Love,
Mom
Up next, read what the very talented Courtney Karban has to say to her son.
letters to my sons : march 2014
This is the fifth in a year long series of letters to my sons. Next in the circle is Dana Lauder — please visit her site after mine to travel along the full circle.
Boys, I’ll be honest, I had hoped the images that went along with this month’s post wouldn’t involve snow. But I’m glad my wish didn’t come true, because this “last hurrah” (I hope), was so much fun. It’s been a tough week. Between lots of travel and lots of sickness, we’re all pretty thrown off. You’ve been cranky. I’ve been cranky. We’re all ready to get outside and play. So when several inches fell right on the heels of a lovely 50-degree day, we didn’t complain. We threw on the snow pants one more time and had a blast.
You played in the snow. You splashed in the ice cold puddles. You tackled each other and smiled the whole time. And so did I. It could have been 5 degrees outside, and I suspect I still would have had to drag you back in to the warmth of the house. (The promise of hot cider eventually did the trick.) I love seeing you both like this – absolutely vibrant and full of fun – each of you in your purest form.
That said, um, no more snow. We’re ready to start playing in the mud 🙂
Up next, read what the very talented Dana Lauder has to say to her son.
letters to my sons : february 2014
This is the fourth in a year long series of letters to my sons. Next in the circle is Sarah Davis — please visit her site after mine to travel along the full circle.
Oh what a winter this has been! Record breaking snow (which we love), record breaking cold temperatures (which we do NOT love). There is a major case of cabin fever in the James house! We’ve broken out the snow gear whenever we can, but it’s tough to get out there and enjoy -5 degree temperatures. I’m afraid you both just think this is what winter is always like, though I keep assuring you this is not normal.
We’ve made the best of it though, keeping busy with swimming in the very heated pool, trips to the children’s museum, and finally taking you to your first movie, N (Frozen – how appropriate). You were a big fan.
Overall though, I think we’re all ready for the thaw. And for more adventures, inside and out.
There’s one more thing… all of the images in my letter to you this month were taken using a phone. And most aren’t even composed very well. I really miss photographing the two of you — but I’ve had a good excuse. Mama was pretty sick. Very sick, actually. And my energy level wasn’t quite been where it usually is. However, I’m finally feeling a lot better, and all of that sickness was for a very exciting reason. Despite initially thinking our little family was complete, life had other plans. If everything goes as hoped, there will be a new son (or daughter?) to write letters to in August.
We just told you both, and you’re pretty thrilled. In fact, we’re all pretty thrilled.
Like I said, bring on the new adventures!
Up next, read what the very talented Sarah Davis has to say to her son.