Dear ECS,
More. Please.
Yes, honey I will do everything i can and what makes sense
to get you more. I promise. Your favorite phrase for at least the last
month has certainly been "More. Please." And that phrase is most assuredly two
full one sentences, each half given roughly equal weight.
I love that you want "More" – more food, more water, more
hanging upside down while you squeal in delight, more getting thrown onto the
coach, more cuddle time, more dancing.
More slides. More wrestling. More
sled runs. More time with your
friends. More time with your family.
More facetime. "More. Please."
I can relate, as I am also a more. please. kind of
person. "More. Please." might be in your DNA. For example, when you say more.
please. after your 3rd apple when we get home from school, I too enjoy
an abundance of apples.
The last month has been pretty busy, I continue to bear down
on learning Amharic, your mom keeps excelling at her job and you have been
doing great at school, especially as your vocabulary explodes. Seemingly every other day, you say a word I
didn’t know you had in your vocabulary.
You also now string together short sentence upon sentence, and while it
sometimes takes me a few repetitions to get the gist, the words and context are
usually accurate. And your motor
skills also are continuing to advance at a prodigious rate, things that used to
be hard for you are now old hat.
Beyond our routines, we have also been quite busy as a
family since my last letter. We have hosted great friends from San Francisco and a
dear friend from Nassau, who has known you since you were very young. With our San Fran friends, we ranged all over the city, to the Kennedy Center, Georgetown and the Mall.
We also squeezed in weekend trips to Winter Park, Colorado and Richmond, Virginia. The former was with a bunch of Colorado friends
including your aunt and uncle and the latter was with friends from DC.
In Colorado, you went sledding, played outside in the snow and generally seemed like you had spent your whole life in the mountains/winter, even though the bulk of your life has been at 4 feet above sea level in the Bahamas. For Richmond, you really enjoyed the children’s and adult art museums. At one, you played with dinosaur bones and played dress up and ‘bought’ us a dinner of lobster and croissants. At the art museum, you danced to live music and pointed out cool sculptures.
In Colorado, you went sledding, played outside in the snow and generally seemed like you had spent your whole life in the mountains/winter, even though the bulk of your life has been at 4 feet above sea level in the Bahamas. For Richmond, you really enjoyed the children’s and adult art museums. At one, you played with dinosaur bones and played dress up and ‘bought’ us a dinner of lobster and croissants. At the art museum, you danced to live music and pointed out cool sculptures.
Also want to share a quick update on your bionic momma. She is now less than 2 months out of surgery
for her knee. She is still going to
physical therapy, but in so many ways has obliterated what I thought a
normal/possible rehab from acl/mcl surgery entailed. Just yesterday in Richmond, VA, we went on a 4-mile
hike along the scenic James River, and she was carrying you for at least a mile
and half of the hike. Today, she biked
home from work. No skiing or running yet
for momma, but I hope her ability to push through and endure is also embedded
in your DNA. I am pretty sure it is.
More. Please.
Love,
dad
