Monday, September 19, 2016

A Letter to My Son, Grant

Grant,

What an amazing couple of days we had at Disney World!

On our very own Father-Son trip we took a train from Cary, NC to Orlando. You were so excited to be on a train. As we pulled out from the station you waved at mommy and TJ and settled in for a thirteen hour journey. Luckily, you fell asleep quickly. Unfortunately, it took me a couple of tries to get comfortable but once I did I actually got a few hours of sleep.

You are different than TJ or Samantha.  What I mean is that you have always had older siblings. Samantha never lived with us when TJ was little. In other words, TJ had a few years by himself. In those years we had some one on one time that you never got. So this week was really our first time alone together. 

You are different once you are apart from your brother and your mom. You are perfectly content with being in your own mind, doing your own thing, but you like to have someone you love nearby. To be honest - your manners are better too.

We arrived at the Polynesian Resort and went right to the pool while they got our room ready. As I predicted, you loved the volcano pool and the water play area. I could not keep up with you! For three hours you swam, slid, and played. It was a perfect way to end a year where you learned to swim, learned to jump and slide, and learned not to be afraid of getting water on your face.  It thrilled me to no end.

When our room was ready they sent the luggage but lost your Stitch pillow! You took it in stride. You didn't cry, or freak out, or have a panic attack like some kids might. You simply let Disney replace it with a new one. Of course, two days later when they found the original Stitch you took both of them home!

I can tell Disney is not as magical for you as for me. That's okay. You seemed less enthralled with the wonder of the Magical Kingdom than the mechanics of it. You were less interested in how the Peter Pan Ride looked than how they got the ships to go up in the air. You spotted Tinker Belle's zipline instantly. That is how your mind works.  For the record; you did not like Space Mountain but loved Splash Mountain - and the fifty foot drop! You liked the Seven Dwarves Mine Train and Mickey's PhilharMagic but did not like the Haunted Mansion or Pirates of the Caribbean (even though you have been on them before).


You wanted to meet Donald Duck and Goofy but didn't want to meet Gaston and were unimpressed by meeting Mickey Mouse - after all it was just a person in a costume.

Our first night we watched the Wishes Fireworks from our room as we FaceTimed with mom and TJ. You seemed more interested in TV than fireworks. On the night we were in the park you were more interested in the projections on the castle than the fireworks show meaning you wanted to know how they did it not what it contained.

Even when you picked out souvenirs you wanted something "mechanical".  Of all of the things there are to buy at Disney World, you chose the .51 cent Press-a-Penny with different images on them. The fact that you could hand crank those big metal gears and turn a round penny into an flat oval - it was an easy way for me to spend $1.82. I hope you keep those pennies forever.  I hope we add more!

Again - you are much more matter of fact and technical than others who suspend belief for "pixie dust". It's a bit of an eye roll for you to pose - again - in front of the castle. I hope you like Disney because I don't think you will ever l-o-v-e Disney. 

Perhaps you are more likely to be an Imagineer instead of a Guest. I hope you always keep Disney in your life in some way. It is a connection with my mom that makes my heart feel good.

We stayed up late to watch one of the last Main Street Electrical Parades in Walt Disney World! We had perfect seats on the corner in Main Street USA. That you thought was pretty cool!

Like your brother, it was important to have some time together. One-on-one time without other distractions. These are things my dad never did. I saw a side of you I think I knew was there but hadn't really embraced. I see the sassy, smart, gifted boy that you are. I know there is greatness in you that we can only begin to imagine. 

It's hard to believe that you are only 5 1/2 years old.

I love you,

Dad


Sunday, September 18, 2016

A Letter to My Son, TJ

TJ,


What a great weekend we spent at Camp Rockmont last weekend! I am glad we continued Y-Guides Trailblazers together. It's a great way to spend time together. As you might remember, I am in the middle of "War College" and I was worried that I wouldn't have enough time for the papers I had to write and going camping for a weekend.  As I told your mom last night, I am glad I managed my time and that I have my priorities straight.

The drive up was fun because you don't have a memory of being in the mountains when you were a little boy. You totally freaked out when you saw the mountains.  You thought they were big, dark clouds.  And then, when we got to Black Mountain, you said you felt dizzy from being up so high. <snicker>

Camping was fun - Tent City wasn't that bad. You were a great helper at picking out a spot and getting the tent poles put together. It was good team work. Sleeping in the tent wasn't that bad either!  At least you didn't snore.

Watching you be a kid was a great experience.  it was so funny that you would jump off the 12' diving board but not the 12' jumping platform because it was actually about a foot higher than the board.  As you said, "maybe next year."

But that Gully Washer!  Whew, what a ride. Once you learned to avoid the "scootch of shame" you flew down that hill into the water.  You must have been going about 17mph! And that one time your feet hit and you flipped on your face? - Hysterical!

I liked the Rockmont zip line - starting out of over the trees and into the water.  That zip line was faster than Sea Gull's!  It felt like we were screamin' down the hill.  I can't believe you beat me on the race we had! I definitely got to the water first! you got went farther and got out first! 

Remember the basketball games we played in the gym and in the pool? We won the game in the pool thanks to your three baskets.  You played great against the dads and other kids.  It was great being on the same team. But in dodgeball I'm glad we were on opposite teams so I could get you out TWICE!  Dad gettin' the kid - oh yeah. 

You loved that swim lake!  You spent most of the time there. Maybe next time we can do the blob, .22s, and archery.  I know you didn't do the blob when you said you did.  I know you are scared of it.  That's okay.  But I was disappointed that your lied about doing something when you didn't.  It's okay to be scared.  You were scared on the climbing wall too!  But you made it up almost 20'!  That is about the height of a two story building! 

You are such a wonderful, beautiful, happy boy. I am glad that we had the weekend together. This quality time is important for us and I will try to set aside more of it.  My dad didn't know how to spend time with his boys. It wasn't something he knew how to do. I am trying to not be like him in that regard. 



You make me a better dad.


Love, 
Dad

Saturday, September 10, 2016

School Bells Are Ringing

There is a buzz all around Wake county this past week. Can you hear it? Its moms and dads from every neighborhood singing and cheering songs of praise. Why are parents so happy? Cause school is now back in session! The kids are back into a structure. a routine, that allows mom and dad a bit more freedom in managing their own lives, their own jobs. Hot damn and hallelujah! The kids are in school.

TJ is in 4th grade this year. I remember 4th grade as being one of my favorites in elementary school. I had a great teacher, I had some good friends, I even had my first boyfriend. It was really more of a crush-- but we were so silly. Mike Shaw was his name. I remember getting my hair cut and saving a lock of it for him. He once gave me a box of candy. They were jolly ranchers in an old box that checks come in. On the inside bottom of the box he wrote "I love you" so that when I finished the candies, I would see the message. Too cute. I am sure that TJ will do something as equally innocent and crush on a girl too. . .if he has not already (that player).

TJs teacher is Mr. Mangenello. Yep, I said Mr. TJ is so excited to have a boy as a teacher. And he seems so "cool" too. He is about 2-3 years out of college (practically a baby himself), plays Pokemon Go (scored big points with TJ right there), and has three rats that he has trained and are the class pets. I really hope that TJ continues to take a liking to Mr. M. I want a teacher to help TJ discover the joy of reading, the benefits of hard work, and the pride that comes with not giving up. I hope that is not too much to ask, and I'd rather TJ learn that sooner than later.

Grant is all ready to start Kindergarten.