9 months and he’s already walking out into this great big world. Daddy holds his hand to protect him from falling but he’s already so independent. He can’t explore his surroundings quick enough. He wants to run and touch and be free. Hes our fourth child and its exciting to watch him bloom like a flower. I know its inevitable that hes going to grow up fast. I already watch our 3 daughters grow up before our very eyes and theres nothing to do to stop it. So this time around, I’m just going to sit back and enjoy the show.
I love coffee. It’s the first thing I look forward to in the morning. It’s my ultimate pleasure, my happy little place. It helps me unwind and it whispers to me “slow down and take a sip”. Early Mother’s day morning I woke up to the wonderful aroma of coffee, eggs and bagels. I never wake up to any food aromas, as I am the person in the house who gets those aromas started each and every day. So my nose and stomach were super delighted! My girls treated me to a most delicious breakfast made with love. They wanted to serve it to me in bed but I don’t like staying in bed any longer than I need to so they served it to me in the dining room. Coffee would have been enough, but they made me my favorite breakfast and just the way I like it. They even put my favorite table cloth on the table! I was served fried eggs with cheese and a half of a bagel light on the cream cheese. What a treat, not only was it delicious but I loved all of the little details. The flower, the little chocolates, the pretty tray, a little glitter. They know me so well! I was truly impressed. The surprises didn’t end here, I was showered with cards galore, beautiful rocks (one rock had a quote on it that I had written in a book when I was in my 20’s. Apparently everyone thought it was hysterical and they painted it onto a rock for me) and a paper pendant neclace! My day continued to unfold with a beautiful lunch which included a delicious salad made by Amir and Milano cookies followed by a show on the trampoline. After a visit to nonnas we hurried back home where I was surprised with a beautifully put together dinner for two. Amir and I were greeted at the front door by a lovely little waitress named Lia. She had a great big smile and sat us at a window side table for two.Our meal started off with a glass of water, and a fruit salad appetizer with a side of granola and almonds.
Followed by a fluffy, pink pancake topped with fruit and powdered sugar. The meal ended with my favorite dessert, chewy chocolate chip cookies.Thank you girls for making this mother’s day feel like mother’s day, it didnt feel like just another day of me in the kitchen and that was exactly what they wanted. It wasnt just about the meal that was made. It was all of the little details that made me realize how much my girls know me and what I like. The lite up candles and the Mason jar filled with flowers, the classical music that played in the background. A cup of coffee would have been enough, but all of the extras made this day a day I will remember for a long time to come.
I love watching Liam as he discovers the world around him. He is definatley in his zone when he is out doors. His favorite way of discovering things right now is by tasting and chewing everything. Discovery through play is beginning and it’s one of my favorite times. I love this little poem titled Play Days I found in our Treasury of Mother Goose Rhymes book.
How many days has my baby to play?
Saturday, Sunday, Monday,
Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday;
Saturday, Sunday, Monday,
Hop away, skip away,
My baby wants to play.
My baby wants to play every day.
Liam, may your days of play never be limited.
a kiss under the table
baking cookies just because
sitting in a quiet place
a whisper from above
hearing the girls say “daddy’s home”
listening to my girls play the flute
painting a rainbow
a veggie platter
talking to a friend
playing with your sister
playing with your brother
a slobbery dog kiss
gathering fresh eggs
reading a book
talking with cousins
reading old notes
taking a walk
Playing dress up
girls playing barbies
happiness is right now.
All my children home and enjoying time together (and sometimes not so much). I’m loving all of the art work the kids have been working on. I’m enjoying The Presence of God, a book I’ve read several times before and feel like right now is a good time to read it again. I’m loving not having to be at the bus stop with Isabel at 6:40 am. I like having amir work from home, even though he’s crazy busy it’s nice knowing he’s upstairs and will be on time for dinner. Loving the kids slumber parties on our living floor, endless hours of play, and sitting down on the driveway floor watching the kids draw with chalk. Everyone just seems less stressed and in no hurry to be any where. I know this too shall pass so I’m going to make the best of it.
I set up a little art studio in our dining room knowing this would become one of our favorite spots in the house. I have yet to sit and create something but I feel like it’s the best gift I can give to the family right now. It’s been a great outlet for the kids. While Amir works night and day to sustain us, I’m trying to find ways to keep us all mentally healthy and happy.
Painting by Lia Weiss
The girls have been keeping super busy creating beautiful artwork. In these uncertain times I have realized a couple of things, one is that I always wanted to homeschool the girls and well, here’s my opportunity! Two, I always wanted to have an art studio for kids, well here is another opportunity and three, I always wanted the family home together for more than just on the weekends, well here’s my opportunity and I’m embracing each and everyone. Praying we all get through this unaffected by the negative and effected by the positive.
Today I turned 41, however for the past 2 years I’ve told my kids to tell everyone that Im 38. They’re so good about doing that. Isabel said to me yesterday ” mom, I told everyone you turned 38 last year, what do I tell them this year”. I told her tell them I’m 37!
last night I came home to a mini surprise party. I left for two hours and came home to blowing horns and balloons and banners. I was so confused, it felt like new years. My favorite pie (pumpkin) was topped with candles number 29! It made me laugh. Those numbers look great, But I’ve been on this earth for 41 years. It’s a blessing to celebrate this beautiful number. I’ve got so much to celebrate and to be thankful for. My favorite gifts are the cards my kids write to me. They always make me cry. I always wondered why my mom cried and now I know why. It’s because you’re always surprised at how much you are loved.
One of my favorite holiday tradition that our family has, is going into New York City to see the tree at rockefeller center. It’s not seeing the actual tree that’s my favorite part, but the journey of getting there with my family. Every year now for the past several years, we, along with my brother and sisters family and sometimes my father in law, hop on a train from long island and head into the big city.The girls absolutely love this tradition of heading into the city with their cousins. They especially love missing a day of school. They exhaust their excitement the night before by preparing activities and snacks for the train ride and what they’ll wear to keep them warm. The girls always feel a little anxious about getting to the train on time so we always make sure to be there at least a half hour before the train arrives. Once their cousins begin to arrive, every care in the world dissolves. Our first stop after we arrive into the city is finding a good dirty dog! It’s been a disappointment every year. No one sells them anymore. They taste like mushy gelatin with no flavor. You dont even burp up that aftertaste that comes along with a true snap in your mouth sabrette hotdog. It’s so disappointing for my sibling and I especially since we emember eating them as children when our parents took us into the city. Most of the time that was the highlight of our trip. Our next stop is santa land at Macy’s. Every year we wait over an hour on a line to go thru Santa’s land filled with elves and all sorts of Christmas cheer. I found out this year that there is an express line that takes you straight to santa claus. How did I not know that? My brother knew all along but he says “you have to have the whole experience.” I guess hes right.This year santa had two extra little ones on his lap. Our little Liam and my sweet little nephew Salvatore Matthew. Liam had a little sented package in his diaper and was not happy at all. Lia was missing from Santa’s lap because the wait to see him was so long and hot and overall overwhelming for her so she waited with her dad on the 9th floor.she got to watch Netflix on daddy’s phone while he took a little winter’s nap. The holidays could be overwhelming for little ones aswell as big ones and although I wished them both with us as we visited santa I understood that their happiness meant more to me than a picture with Mr. Claus. My next favorite stop is Bryant park. You would think I would have taken more pictures. I’m usually in my zone when I’m there. I love the little shops and the people hustling and bustling all around us. The tall buildings surrounding me, all lit up as the early night sky approaches. I just sit and dream about having a tiny spot this little piece of the world.
The kids always ask if they can ice skate here, but it’s always so crowded when we come that it’s best to just sit and watch everyone else skate. Before we hit our final stop, which is the tree, we always make sure to stop at the American girls doll store! With six girls on this trip it’s a must! I absolutely love this store, it’s such a magical place to be. The kids never care to get anything but they do enjoy walking around and seeing all of the set up dolls and accessories. They go around collecting all of the little papers with the product details which they cut up and use to make barbie things when they get home. Every year we stop in this store, this is the first time I felt that our little girls are growing up. I was kinda hoping they’d ask me for something, buy they didn’t. Its bitter sweat watching them all grow up. Finally we hit our final destination. The big New York city tree. By this point everyone is cranky and tired and wants to go home. The crowd is overwhelming not only for the kids but for the adults. We take our famous picture by the tree and call it a night. The walk back to the train station always seems so long. But we all race back and do our best to get the next train home. It’s always exciting and a little nerve wracking waiting to see which track our train will depart from. It’s always funny to watch us all run in a hurry to make sure we get a comfortable seat on the long ride home. This is Lias favorite part of the day. She has the biggest smile once we get on that train back home.
Holly and the Mench arrived today in our house. They were found mingling around our liquor cart with a note that said…I never look forward to these guys arriving, but the kids love them. I was hoping they’d come a little later in the season, the kids, on the other hand couldn’t wait to see them, wondering why they hadn’t arrived yet. Can’t wait to see what they do. Let the holiday season begin.