Many members of our family joined us at the Detroit Zoo yesterday to Walk for Miracles. It was an early day, but the weather was perfect! Registration for the event started at 7:30am. It was about an hour drive down, so we had to wake the kids early to get on the road. They both fell back to sleep on the way down.
When we arrived we met Sam’s mom and dad, Sam’s sister and her family, her sister’s friend and her kids, and Sam’s brother and his girlfriend. My dad and Rose arrived shortly after that.
Upon arriving we walked by a pretty impressive set up by Amazon. Every single child who walked in got to pick a toy from the table. There was everything from puzzles and games to stuffed animals and Legos there.
The theme of the walk is heroes/superheroes. When we got inside the zoo, we were handed our Walk for Miracles medallion and we got to choose a cape. Edna from The Incredibles may say, “No capes!” But they were a sign of unity among everyone walking for someone special yesterday.
As we walked through the zoo, there were various Cosplayers dressed as superheroes and more along the path. The kids (all 9 of them) were thrilled to meet Batman, Superman , Wonder Woman, Deadpool, various Star Wars characters, the Ghostbusters and plenty of Disney princesses.
Ella was just a bit star struck by Cinderella, who just happened to have the Fairy Godmother with her.
Everyone got to see their favorite animals, too! Andrew got to see the lions, Ella saw her zebras, my nephew was happy to see the polar bear, and I saw the sea otters. Well, I guess not everyone saw their favorite…the penguin house wasn’t open yet, so Sam didn’t get to see them.
Maybe it was because it was early in the day, but there was a lot of activity among the animals yesterday. The kangaroos were hopping, the brown bears were out walking around, the gorillas and monkeys were putting on quite an amusing show and the tigers were up close where everyone could see them. I always feel like if we go on a summer day, the animals are in their caves or just laying around sleeping.
As the morning progressed, it got a bit hotter. It was about 55-60 when we left the house and the weather app said that the temperature would be around 65 by the time we’d be done. I decided to wear jeans instead of shorts and Sam wore a sweatshirt. We were both toasty. Luckily for her, she was able to change into the T-shirt we got from the walk.
Even though we were all walking together, we had some who walked ahead and some who lagged a bit behind. Bathroom pit stops also played into where people were. I tried to float among everyone who was there and talk to everyone and thank them for being there.
By the time we reached the end, I think we were all exhausted. All in all, it was just wonderful to share the day with family. We will most certainly be doing the walk again next year!
For over three years now, I’ve been razzed and quizzed about Disney Princesses. To my credit, I now know most of them, though occasionally I mix up a couple names. I won’t lie, I’m pretty proud of the fact that I do know most of them and that I can have a “princess” conversation with Ella. Today, however, a new wrench was thrown into the works – in the form of My Little Pony.
Sam and I are not sure where she came to know about My Little Pony. It may have been something that she watched at Nana’s house. The conversation stemmed from a juice that Sam bought her at the store today. It was one of those bottles with the character heads on the top of it. She asked Sam what the character was, and Sam told her she wasn’t sure.
As the conversation continued, it became very clear that she knew many of the characters by name. Sam grabbed her phone and looked up My Little Pony Characters and started saying the names. The more names Sam threw out, the more I chuckled. There was Pinkie Pie, Cozy Glow, Sweetie Belle, and Apple Jack, just to name a few. When my wife said, “Scootaloo,” I laughed out loud at how ridiculous these names were. By the way, we soon found out the character on her bottle was Rainbow Dash.
So Ella is a fan of this My Little Pony. The new challenge for me will be knowing them all. How many are there? I had no idea. It can’t be that many, right? WRONG! I looked it up! According to a site called “The My Little Pony Trading Post,” it depends on if you want to count all the various series, versions, and re-issues. From what I gathered, there are somewhere between 300-1500 different My Little Ponies.
God help me try to remember the names of those things!!!
As I have mentioned in the past, my daughter loves princesses. When she was born I had to do a crash course in princesses to make sure I knew them all for her! She, of course, is my favorite princess!
She has beautiful hair. It is long and naturally curly. She has these amazing ringlets at the ends. However, with long hair comes issues. She is not too keen on the hair washing and hair brushing process. Because she doesn’t always let us brush her hair, she tends to get snarls and tangles. In recent months, Sam and I have fought her quite a bit about her hair. So we decided it was time to trim it up.
She always talks about her hair being “Rapunzel” hair. She’s pretty much right on about that. It was really long!
We told her that we were going to get it trimmed and asked what princess hair she’d like. Snow White was suggested and she said she’d like that. Prior to the appointment, Sam messaged our hair gal, Shari, and let her know exactly what we were going to do. This way, there was no discussion before the haircut started.
Both Sam and I worried that those beautiful ringlets would be gone forever with the cut. We had to remind ourselves about the fighting at bath time and the snarls/tangles, etc… (Spoiler) We were both happy to see that after we got home, the curls and ringlets were still there.
As Shari pulled bits and pieces of her hair up and clipped them out of the way, I stood and watched as she took the scissors and made that first cut. I’m not sure why this bothered me so much, but it did. I swear it looked like she had taken 10-12 inches off the back!
In the end, she still is as beautiful as ever. Her hair is easier to wash and brush. She is no longer Rapunzel, and is now Snow White.
She did say that she misses her Rapunzel hair …
If I am being honest, I think my Princess Ella is much prettier than Rapunzel, Snow White, or any of those Disney Princesses anyway!
If you are a parent, you know that your children are always a good source of stories to share. Here are a few of mine from the past few days:
Tea Party Gone Bad
While Andrew took a nap recently, Ella and I were in the living room playing with her Disney Princess Barbie dolls. She brought me the Mulan Barbie and she had her Moana Barbie. She sat them both across from each other and then grabbed a tea pot and tea cups. She set them in front of each doll. She then brought over this mushroom/muffin looking toy (she obviously thought they looked more like muffins). This is when things went awry!
I started to make Mulan (who she had given to me) drink her tea. I made slurping sounds and then did a loud fake burp. This made her laugh. Then I did it again. More laughter. Then I made really loud slurping sounds and the cup ended up on Mulan’s head. She started to do the same thing to her Moana. I was laughing just as hard as she was, especially when she was making her fake burp sounds.
Pausing Pap
Andrew has been using CPAP for over a week. Here’s the thing, it is supposed to help him sleep better. However, because of his age and the limited masks that he can use, the one he has works – when it stays on. Basically, mom and dad are the ones who aren’t sleeping now. Sam and I find ourselves pulling it back on his head or fighting him to get it back on. It is a struggle.
We e-mailed his doctor about it and we’re gonna take a break for a day or two to see if that helps. The good thing is that his apnea is mild, and we were only anticipating him wearing it for less than a year. The doc told us, if he lets us put it on – use it. If not – don’t.
All in all, whether he is rested or not, he is still giving us plenty of smiles!
Toddler Vocabulary Lesson
Ella did the cutest thing the other day. We had misplaced the TV remote and I asked her to help me find it. She reached he hand up to her eyes like she was looking through binoculars and said:
“Daddy, I can’t find the remote. I will have to use my ‘oculars’ and look for it!”
Hardest Part of Parenting
As a father of four children, I have taken each of them in for shots more times than I can count. There is always that look of, “How could you let them hurt me like that, Daddy?” after they get poked. It kills me every time.
Last week, Ella had her three year old well visit. We noticed that she is bruising very easily. She jumps around a lot and (as most toddlers do) bumps into just about everything. The bruising concerns us a bit, so her primary doc wanted to run some bloodwork to make sure she is ok. Sam was with her at that appointment and she was told she could just go next door to the lab to get the blood draw.
Ella was extremely scared and voiced that numerous times. I guess they poked her a couple times and could not get the draw. They were going to try to do the other arm and Sam said, “No, we’ll do it another day.” Ella had been through enough. So, today, it was my turn to take her to get it done.
I had picked out a short sleeve short for her, but she wanted to wear a dress. There were no sleeves on it and so the tourniquet the wrapped on her arm bothered her a lot. She sat in my lap and said she was scared. I did what I could to keep her calm, but after the first poke, she moved and wound up blowing the vein. The tech decided to try the other arm. In my head, I decided I would let them try one time and if they didn’t get it, we’d leave.
They found a good vein, got the poke and Ella and I took deep breaths and counted to 5 (over and over). That helped a lot! Once they were done and pulled the needle out, she was still crying, but she looked at the techs who did the draw and said, “Thank you.” They offered her a pack of graham crackers, and she was all better.
Hopefully, the test results will be normal.
Heavenly Visitor?
I’ve never been one to believe in supernatural stuff, but today something happened that made the hair on my neck stand up. I’m still scratching my head over it.
When I woke up for work today, Sam asked me what my oldest son called my mom (he is the only one of my kids who knew my mom before she passed away). I told her that he always called her “grandma.” She asked further, “Did he ever call her Grammy?” He didn’t. My ex’s mom was “Grammy,” but my mom was always “Grandma.”
I asked her why she wanted to know. She proceeded to tell me that Ella had said something to her today and when Sam asked her where she heard it (or maybe it was who told her that), she replied, “My Grammie in heaven.” So this peaked my curiosity and I asked her what else she had told her. She said something about princesses, but Sam and I think she was just talking about the princesses that we got for that Tonie.
The longer I sat in the living room drinking my first cup of coffee, the more I wondered about what she said. I have no pictures of my mom hanging in the house. I don’t have photo albums that we can look through. All the physical photos I do have are in a box and the rest are digital. For some reason, this really bugged me. So I took it a step farther.
I grabbed my phone and opened up my Facebook page. I went to the photo albums and found one that contains pictures of my mom. I pulled up one from before she got sick and opened it on my phone. I showed Ella this picture:
It had been a few minutes and I was sure she had already forgotten our mention of my mom. I asked her, “Ella, who is this?” Without missing a beat, she said, “My Grammie in heaven.” I was dumbfounded. I truly don’t know that Ella has seen but one or two pictures of my mom, yet she recognized her immediately.
When we found out that we were going to have a baby, my wife bought a special onesie that brought me to tears.
Who am I to question whether or not mom and Ella still talk?
Yesterday, Ella celebrated her 3rd birthday. It was a pretty busy day!
She woke up and had a breakfast picnic. Her choice of breakfast food? A grilled cheese sandwich!
After I got home from a dentist appointment (that I should have cancelled), we piled in the car and we took a trip up to the Mid-Michigan Children’s Museum in Saginaw. We have a membership there and the kids always have a blast!
They have a water area like the Sloan Museum, but its a bit smaller. The kids still love to play there. They also have slides, a fake doctor and dentist office, a barn, lots of fake cars, and other neat science-type stuff.
The thing behind Ella is a wall of marbles. Both kids love it.
Not sure Andrew knew what this mirror was all about.
One of many cars the kids can play on. One of them sits next to a bank drive thru teller!
These floating balls are always fun to watch.
We went home and Ella got to pick what she wanted for lunch. We got dinosaur chicken nuggets and French fries and again, had a picnic before nap time. I think she was too excited about her birthday to nap, so her and I played out in the living room.
She is all about Disney Princesses, so we decorated in that theme.
She even had a princess cake!
Big brother Dante’ came over to have dinner (Pizza) and cake with us. Dimitri was not feeling well, so he stayed home. We all sang “Happy Birthday” and she made her wish and blew out the candles.
One of her presents was nail polish. Each bottle had a different Disney princess on it. The color of the polish matched the dress color of the princess. Well, we just HAD to have a spa day …
Mommy got her nails painted all one color. Daddy, on the other hand, got a different color for each nail!!
Dante’ left before he had to sit in the chair!
It was certainly a fun day for her and for us!
You may recall that we had some 3rd birthday pictures done. They came out so good! Beth, our photographer, always seems to catch the best pictures, even when the subject (Ella) won’t sit still!
This is the dress that Ella picked out for her pictures. This is one of my favorites!
She wanted a picture in her “Belle” dress, which is the dress that she wore for Halloween when her and Andrew went out as Beauty and the Beast. She also had to have her Tiana stuffy that my brother sent her in the picture.
She LOVES these rain boots, and they really do go well with this dress. I love the look on her face in this picture. Probably our favorite picture from the session is just amazing. Beth asked Ella to jump up and down like she was splashing in puddles with her boots ….
This is PURE Ella! What a capture!!
While I still cannot believe she is three years old, I am glad to have a platform like this blog to write things down so that she can look back at them and read them in the future. She has provided us with three years of amazing memories!!
Those who have toddlers understand. I posted this on my Facebook page and thought it was funny enough to share here.
Ella is quite smart. She is in the terrible two stage right now. This means there is a whole lot of “I want it NOW!” and “No!”
That being said, bedtime, which used to be quite easy, has become more of a process. What follows is a rough estimate of what happened at bedtime last night.
From My Facebook Page:
(5:00pm) Sam puts Teletubbies on Netflix as a joke. Little did she know that both kids would LOVE it! (Urgh!!)
(5:30pm) Ella is hugging Sam before she leaves for work. “I’m tired. I wanna go sleepy”
(6:30pm) Kids are in pajamas and await video call from Mommy.
(6:55pm) Video chat with mommy. Both kids are fighting over who gets to hold the phone.
(7:15pm) Routine diaper check/change.
(7:30pm) I ask who/what Ella is taking to bed with her. (Usually it’s her princesses or books) “Nothing!” I ask if she is sure. “Yep. Nothing.”
(7:45pm) I tell her after we watch one more Teletubbies, it’s bedtime. “I’m not ready for bed, Daddy.”
(8:00pm) I say it’s time to brush teeth. “One more Teletubbies, Daddy. Then we brush teeth”
(8:15pm) Final diaper check/change. Time to brush teeth. I turn TV off and both kids rush to the bathroom. Teeth are brushed and we head to her room. I ask again if she is bringing anything to bed. “Nope. Just my blanket and Nini (pacifier).”
(8:17pm) We begin to say bedtime prayers, she interrupts. “Daddy, I need Rapunzel, Belle, and Cinderella! (Her Little People Princesses)
(8:18pm) We find the princesses she requested and head back to the bedroom. After getting under her blanket she says, “I need book Belle!” (The Belle from Little People is holding a book. Different from the Belle holding a flower!)
(8:19pm-8:20pm) Andrew and I walk out to the living room and look for “Book Belle” who was buried in a pile of toys.
(8:21pm) We return to Ella’s room. “You found her!”. We say prayers. “Say them again, Daddy.” I ad-lib a version of what I just said. “Amen.” She begs for me to say them again. I tell her God heard us the first two times and that it is time for bed.
(8:25 pm) I turn out the light and say goodnight. “Daddy, where is Tiana?” I ask if she wants the big Tiana (a stuffy) or the small Tiana (plastic bath toy). “Big Tiana”
(8:29pm) I return after a search of the living room with Tiana. “Oh thank you, Daddy!”
(8:31pm) After kissing her goodnight, I turn out the light and start to walk out. “Daddy, I need the white blankie on my pillow.”
(8:35pm) After adding the blankie to the top of her pillow and cover her back up. “Daddy, I want the Paw Patrol Blanket on, too.”
(8:37pm) Paw Patrol Blanket is now on. I say goodnight and close her bedroom door.
(8:45pm) Andrew falls asleep and I put him in his crib. I begin to write this post.
(8:50pm) Ella begins crying. I go in to see what’s wrong. “I need you to sing me a song, Daddy.”
(8:51pm) I sing “You Are My Sunshine” a couple times.
(8:53pm) “Sing me another song, Daddy.”. I sing Twinkle Twinkle Little Star. “Sing the ABC song, Daddy.”. I do.
(8:56pm) “Sing me one more song, Daddy.”. I choose Vieni Su, a Dean Martin song I used to sing to her as a baby. She obviously doesn’t remember it. I tell her I used to sing it to her. “I believe you, Daddy.
(9:01pm) One more kiss goodnight and I head back to my room to finish typing this! Whew!!
With the upcoming birth of our daughter, my wife will often quiz me on Disney Princesses. This will be my first daughter and princesses are kind of a big deal! When Sam is getting ready for work she will often listen to her Disney Pandora channel. When a song comes on, she will ask, “What’s this one from?” Sometimes, I get it right, and sometimes I get it wrong. I have titled this blog “Let It Go” because it ties in with Disney Princesses and the apology I am about to make.
Remember Dana Carvey’s “Grumpy Old Man” character on SNL?
I’m not sure I have been quite as obnoxious as that character, but I know that I have gone against so many of the things I have posted in the past few months. I guess this proves three things (1) I am human (2) practicing what you preach can be difficult and (3) I need to always remind myself to “Let it go”.
I know for a fact that I have been in a “mood”, because I haven’t blogged as often as I have wanted to. My mind has been preoccupied with BS that I cannot control. I’ve never been able to really meditate or do “mindfulness” stuff, maybe because I can never seem to find a place and a time where there are no distractions. I wish I could, that might help.
So today’s blog is an apology, mainly to my wife, who knew things were bugging me and made me aware of it. It is an apology to my friends, who I have called and vented and ranted and raved to. It is an apology to you, because I am not a hypocrite, and need to practice what I preach. It is also an apology to myself, because I should never have let myself get to this place. I know better.
Time is precious, as I have stated in past blogs, so why spend so much time wasting it on worthless bullshit? I guess I have spent so much of my life doing it, that it is a hard habit to break. I have come a LONG way, but I was reminded this week that it doesn’t just go away, I still have to keep working on it. I’m an old dog, and this is a new trick. I must constantly be aware of the techniques I have learned to cope with certain situations and certain people. I must consistently practice them, not only for my own sense of well-being, but for those around me.
So I have gone back to my many notes and have compiled a mini-list of ways to “Let It Go”. They include:
Stop Talking About It
Complaining is almost a natural response to being upset. Talking about it constantly isn’t going to help me (or anyone). Complaining basically stimulates my mind to keep thinking about it. Many times, as I have learned in hindsight, complaining can make a small issue, bigger than it is. Hey, sometimes you gotta vent and get things off your chest, but I guess the key to it is to vent and move on. Once it’s talked about, be done with it.
Put It In Perspective
“What’s the most likely thing that can happen?” When you ask yourself that, you can see possible outcomes and even realize that you can get through it. We tend to think of the “worst case scenarios” and go there without ever considering the other perspectives. It’s hard to remember that you often think about would “could” or “might” happen instead of what actually will happen. A great practice I was told to try was to ask, “How much is this going to matter tomorrow?” “How much will this matter in a year?”
Let Go of Control
The old saying holds true here: “God, grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change, Courage to change the things I can, And wisdom to know the difference.” If life has taught us anything, it is that we cannot control the behaviors of others or the random events in life. What we CAN control is how we react or respond to those things! This is my biggest challenge. It is extremely difficult for me to use the “Gray Rock” method. I mean, I’m Italian, I talk with my hands! It goes against all that I have ever known, but I know that it’s the way to react to certain individuals.
Recognize the “Crazy”
How appropriate is Mickey Mouse here? Disney! It all ties in! LOL!
With some people, you simply have to remind yourself of WHO you are dealing with! I have to remind myself that they probably suffer from some sort of mental illness. Perhaps it’s Narcissistic Personality Disorder or Bi-Polar Disorder (the signs are there for both). This person is like an angry teen who needs control over everything. When they do not get their way, there is a meltdown. “You need to treat them like an immature child” I was told. So true.
Understand that these people need “you to be the enemy”. This only makes them look better to those who don’t know your side of the story. They will elaborate and create stories to make you look bad. It’s what they do. It’s part of the mental illness. You can’t control this, and I have already talked about the things you can’t control. If you can recognize the “crazy”, it will help you to deal with the craziness that comes with interactions with them.
I love Maya Angelou’s advice, “The first time someone shows you who they are, believe them.” Recognize who they are!
Set Boundaries and End the Drama
In some cases, communication has to happen with certain people. When vocal communication gets hostile, whether on the phone or in person, the conversation needs to end. If this happens regularly, then communications need to be done through text or e-mail. This will avoid (1) one person interrupting (2) yelling and raising voices and (3) the need to say sarcastic or under the breath comments or insults. This will (1) allow for a “paper trail” of the communication (2) no contact communication and (3) allows for short and concise communication.
Set the boundaries and stick with them. Don’t let others take advantage of you, use you, or guilt you into doing things or thinking things. Be the constant!
Closing thought
Someone sent me a Facebook message recently that said “you can’t let the behavior of others steal your joy. But if you do, it’s your choice. Focus on being the best and happiest that you can be – that’s where your energy should go. Set the best example you can and spend time and energy on people who lift you higher.” There is a lot of truth in that.