Daily Texts…

I see so many people writing each day in November about what they are thankful for.  I have so much to be thankful for, #1 being a healthy and happy family.  I hustle, I make enough to get by.  My wife gets to stay home with our girls, and most days she sends me a text with pictures of the girls and what they are doing.

This morning when I was leaving for work, Sidney said “Don’t leave MaTaya” and she blocked the door with some toys.  I said “Baby, I love you sooooo much, but I have to do some stuff to pay the bills. I’ll be back.”

Just a few minutes ago, April sent me a pic of them doing Christmas Ornaments.

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I am so thankful for text messaging!  Some days work is tough, but when I get to see these pics of the girls it makes it all worth it. I am a better provider than a nurturer, so I am happy that April gets to stay home and nurture these girls.  We really do make a good team.

I looked back at the past messages and here are some of my favorite shots 🙂

Here is one, just after Halloween with some face paint.

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This summer was full of walks, and I loved getting these texts 🙂

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Lots of playing in the dirt 🙂

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This one made me laugh out loud!  It is meme ready….

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I have sooooo much to be thankful for, and getting these texts are great reminders of what a great life I have been gifted.

Holiday card

This week we went to JC Penny to take our holiday pictures. Originally, we didn’t have any plan to do an actual photo shoot for the card. We were going to use random candid shots like we did last year…

I just happened to find a few extra dollars in my pocket, so went to Target and picked out some cute Christmas Jammies and then over to JC Penny. We didn’t have an appointment, so we booked the next available and went to get lunch.

For some reason I thought it was going to be easy. Dress up the girls and snap some pictures, how hard could that be? Well it was like herding cats. It was impossible to get them to stand together, they wouldn’t look at the photographer, Sidney kept running out of the room.

April said “I want the girls to have good memories more than good pictures” right as I was about to lose my mind.

I can remember taking the Christmas picture every year and how I hated it. Check out this one from 1982…35 years ago!

My mom had us all dress up in our monogram sweaters and line up on the spiral staircase that went up to Colleen’s and my room. Check out the aftermath photo:

Yup, that is me crying😂. I honestly don’t remember getting through any Christmas photos with out someone crying….usually me.

I am happy to report there were no tears shed at our photo shoot. I really didn’t think we had any good shots at all. I even tried to talk April into skipping out when we were waiting for the photos to download.

Luckily April talked me into waiting and checking out the photos. They were hysterical.

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out pretty good. It is funny looking at them. It had only been 10 minutes since the shoot, where I was so frustrated and angry, but looking at the pictures made me laugh.

The guy showing us the pictures was laughing out loud. He said he loves the pics of the little kids because they are always funny…and he said these were some of the funniest.

Another lesson learned. When you think something is going to come out horrible, give it a chance. Perfection is boring, Imperfection is funny if nothing else.

Bronx Zoo

Sunday was cold and rainy, but we had free tickets to the Bronx zoo.  The ride isn’t too bad from Rhode Island, so we decided to meet up with some of the girls diblings and check out the Bronx Zoo.

Everyone has an opinion about developing relationships with “diblings”, some people even hate the word “dibling”.  My thoughts are that my daughters have biological siblings out there, I think they should have the opportunity to meet them.

Some people in our situation feel you should let the child choose when they turn 18, if they want to meet their “biological” family.  I feel the best way to raise my family is full disclosure on everything.  I want to raise them to see all sorts of families, and to never feel like an outsider.  I want them to have relationships with their brothers and sisters.  I don’t want to just spring it on them when they turn 18.   Besides, the other families are such great families.  Many of the women are great roll models for my girls, many have incredible education (I’m talking Ivy League, one of the few things that impress me) and have multiple degrees, masters and P.H.D.s.  It is amazing we all seem to have clicked and hit it off so well.

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So we got to spend the day with our sister from Harlem, and our sisters (identical twins) from Brooklyn.  “A & Z” (3 years old) from Brooklyn loved interacting with Maxine, who is in awe of all toddlers. Sidney got to run around with all the girls.  We went on our trip to Canada with  “A” from Harlem, and it seems like Sidney has really warmed up to her Harlem family.

It is amazing to think about how these girls will grow up and interact with each other.

The trip was not without any hiccups.  Before we left the zoo to go to Arthur St to eat, we all went to the bathroom.  After Sidney finished, we were still in the bathroom, and we gave her a small box of junior mints from halloween.  Sid was eating them, and one dropped on the floor.  EVERYONE yelled “NOOOOOOO!” but Sid picked it up off the wet floor and ate it.  She is quick, and at this point in her life, I am pretty sure she has great immunities 🙂  (It reminded me of how she drank from the puddles at PRONK.)

Pronk

On Monday we went to Pronk.  From the website :

PRONK! (the Providence HONK! Festival) presents a heartfelt antidote to mainstream culture by inviting people from all walks of life to come together for a day set aside for the celebration of music. We aim to blur social boundaries between audience and performers as well as between musical genres, resulting in a joyous reclamation of public space.

We have been going to Pronk for the past few years.  We love music and performance.  This year it was raining a little, but we still got to go and enjoy the performances.  We wouldn’t let a little rain ruin it for us.

 

It is great to see the bands that travel from all over to participate. The event reminds me of Pride, as you get to see people from all different backgrounds….and a whole bunch of different family structures.
Combine cool people and cool music, I look forward to it every year 🙂

This year we did have one incident. Sidney was dancing (aka splashing in a puddle) with her juice box. Randomly she put her juice box down and bent down and put her face into the puddle. Of course I screamed, jumped towards her and pulled her away by the first thing available to grasp…her hair (sorry).  Luckily I got her before she actually got a drink from the puddle. We were in a parking lot of the Hot Club, there is no doubt that the puddle consisted of rain, dirt, cigarette remnants, and urine.   There were a group of young kids walking by and they saw the whole incident happen, they all laughed and for the first time in her life Sidney experienced embarrassment.  She put her head into my stomach (She is 3 but she is sooooo tall and is the size of a 5 year old) and cried.  I felt horrible, and so did the kids walking by. They said “Sorry, we didn’t mean to scare you” but you could tell she was embarrassed.  For the first time in her life, my little ferrel child felt embarrassment.