Dear Liberty,

What a year you have had! We all have had a few interesting months with COVID-19. I asked you a week ago what you hoped for your birthday, and you said “I don’t know, but I know for Christmas I want this virus to be over!” You want so badly to be able to see everyone again, especially your “Rhondy”.

Turning seven will be leaving part of you behind, your baby teeth (only 1 so far!), your sqeaky little girl voice, you cradling into my arms to read a story, or doing “super cute face” with Adleigh to bake a special treat. With every confident stride you take more of your little girl self fades, it’s bittersweet, but I’m so excited to watch the big girl you are becoming. Even soon one day when you don’t want to hug me in public or roll your eyes at me, I am always in your corner and will catch you as you learn to leave the nest little owl.

You never cease to amaze me. While the whole world seems to be on fire around us you have found comfort in “quarantine”. You have thrived in “learning at home”. You were identified for visions (gifted) at the end of Kindergarten and performed well above grade level when school was in session. You are continuing to learn piano and sewing (you loved making your owl costume), you taught yourself string games, you are becoming a better reader, all while being a great playmate to Adleigh. It warms my heart every morning to pop into the kitchen to see you independently doing your work without being told and then running off to play mermaids with Adleigh. You even wanted to expand your learning and you picked up on three digit addition AND subtraction with regrouping, you love doing “grown-up math”! I’m so proud of you! May you always have a love of learning.

This year you broke out of your shell of dance only by joining musical theater. You performed in the holiday show and gained appreciation of song and dance. You share your brother’s love of “Hamilton”, I love watching you all dance and sing through the house all day long, and what a surprise it arrives a day before your birthday, like it was just for you! May you always have a song in your heart.

You are so determined! I think a lot of people look at you and see a good, quiet, tall and skinny girl, they underestimate your strength. You basically taught yourself to ride a bike, I wanted training wheels higher longer, you wanted them off, and you pushed yourself back and forth on the road until you got it. You wanted to be able to jump on the back of dad’s car, we kept giving you tips of starting areas or where to jump from, and you ignored us, confident in YOUR way, just as learning swimming, piano, or anything, no matter how many times you didn’t make it, you just kept going, and then you soared little one! Life is going to throw a lot of challenges your way. Maya AngeLOU said: “You may not control all the events that happen to you, but you can decided not to be reduced by them.” May you choose your battles wisely and always carry your strength and determination.

You are the girl of a thousand faces. I love to take pictures of you! You are the only one I don’t have to tell how to place themselves, you are a diva in front of the camera (and in life sometimes!) and you have no problem telling everyone how you are feeling. Your independence drives me crazy sometimes, as your Kindergarten teacher always said “She’s everything you want your grown daughter to be”, while your stubbornness is sometimes in opposition of my planning I am often proud of you for standing your ground. I love you exactly as you are. As your favorite shirt says “I Just Really Like Owls, OK?!?!” May you always mean what you say and say what you mean.

You are the girl that took my breath away and melted my heart forever. I wanted a girl so badly and Mal sent me one. You fill me with such joy, an all consuming love. You are loved, cherished, and adored. Little owl girl, I cannot wait to see where you fly!

The only one for me is LOU and LOU for me, so happy together!

Happy 7th Birthday Sweet Lou!

Love,

Mom

Dear Canton,

Oh Sunshine, how is it possible you are 11? It was my job for years to hang out with a bunch of 11 year olds on a daily basis, I have gotten to know hundreds of preteens and I have to say, you my dear, are by far the most interesting, kind, well rounded one I’ve ever had the joy to know. I sit here writing this as you simultaneously belt out Hamilton lyrics and building in Minecraft, while entertaining your sisters. I’m amazed by you.

“I probably shouldn’t brag, but dag, I amaze and astonish…”

“Look around, look around, at how lucky we are to be alive right now…”

Eleven?!?!?! I so distinctively remember every kick you made when we shared this old vessel of mine. Specifically, each night around 7:30pm, I don’t know if it was winding down from the workday or the sugar rush of an after dinner cookie but that is usually when I could feel the strength of your kicks, even then you were tap dancing through my soul.

“Boy, you got me helpless! Look into your eyes and the sky’s the limit. I’m Helpless!”

Back then I dreamed of all I wanted for your future, but it is still hard to wrap my head around the fact my first born, my baby boy, is marching toward adulthood. You’ve lived with me for more time than you will continue living with me. It is a joy to watch you grow but my heart aches each year. I want you to stay small, to continue to hug your mama and dote on your sisters, but you are moving swiftly away from us and toward your limitless future.

“There’s a million things I haven’t done, just you wait…”

It seems like your life is moving at warp speed. I hope you remember to take your time. You have been advanced at so many things: you walked early, talked early, had a boundless vocabulary, perfected the report card game, you take accelerated courses in school {super proud by the way 🙂 }but it’s ok to slow down sometimes. You are always trying to complete the next challenge, finish the latest book, complete your puzzles, perfect your lines; remember to enjoy the journey.

“He will never be satisfied”

Life has seemed a little unfair as of late. The COVID-19 virus has upended the world. You abruptly had school ended, no play, no music, no piano, no acting, no Stagelights. But, instead of wallowing you noticed a lot of the injustice in society, how others had it so much harder and how we needed to donate and provide what we could to help others. May you always carry that sense of justice and empathy.

“I’ve seen injustice in the world and I’ve corrected it…”

Life is actually unfair a lot. That’s a hard lesson to learn and it is harder to understand. But I have seen you have persistence as you try to master a dance step, an equation, or getting a line just right in Cheaper by the Dozen (Williamsburg Players) or as Robin, the lead in your school play “At the Bandstand”. So many things come easy to you, but some things don’t, some things won’t, continue to work, persist, and share your gifts.

“Got a lot farther by working a lot harder, by being a lot smarter, by being a self-starter…”

I remember the toddler with the limitless collection of Thomas engines, the boy obsessed with space correcting adults at the planetarium, and I’ve watched the young man learn to take on different characters in your acting classes and plays. I’m so proud of that kind, old soul of yours, your zest for life, the way you protect you sisters, your curiosity, your passion, your love of family. Continue to follow your passion, may it guide your life.

“The Man is Non-Stop”

Although your fifth grade year was abruptly ended in March I feel incredibly luckily to have extra time with you. Your routine is different but you have grown in reading and writing perhaps more than you would have in school. You have spent more time with your sisters, you draw, create, and read with them. You have noticed more of the little things, the inferences needed to deconstruct stories, words flow more easily than they once did. You have always grasped facts incredibly quickly, but you are beginning to appreciate the beauty and art behind all the science and facts.

“Get your education, don’t forget from whence you came and the world’s gonna know your name…”

You are heading to middle school this year (maybe, hopefully right?!). You won’t need me as much. Gone are the days of you holding my hand to cross the street, but you will always hold my heart in your hand. If I’ve learned anything from years in the trenches as a middle grade teacher, it is that you need role models and love more than you know. You won’t come to me for hugs and comfort as much, but I’m here always. I know the teenage fights are coming, but I will love your more each day, and that love is unconditional.

“And when push comes to shove, I will send a fully armed battalion to remind you of my love…”

You are admired, cherished, treasured, loved.

I know you aren’t throwing away your shot! 🙂

Love you sunshine!

Love,

Mom