Turner's First Day of the 3's

Turner started the 3's program at Ohev Shalom earlier this week.  After a successful year last year despite his tendency to not speak to the teachers and his refusal to use the potty we are already off to a better start this year.  He is comfortable with Miss Beth and Miss Robin, knowing his brothers had them, and having gotten to know Miss Robin at Briarwood this summer.  He was super excited for school to start and has happily gone both days this week.  here is to a great year.

Walking with a Hop in his Step!

Must Be a Twin Thing!

Chase is a competitive boy.  So, when Ryder lost his first tooth over five months ago I am sure he felt a little pressure to lose one too.  He never said a word about it aside from occasionally mentioning he had a loose tooth.  Which he didn't.  Until recently.

A few days ago, maybe longer, that front bottom tooth started wiggling and Chase was giving up at nothing to get that thing out of his mouth as fast as possible.  He wiggled it.  He jiggled it.  He took big old bites out of whole apples.  And, he begged everyone from me, to Pop-Pop, to Todd, to our neighbors to pull it right out of his mouth.

Only the tooth wasn't ready.  Somehow, that was not the answer Chase wanted to hear so he asked Ryder to do it.  Ryder took this request like the honor of being knighted.

And so, our Friday night tooth pulling party began.

Ryder had a plan.  A twist.  A pull.  A press.  Repeat.  This went on for the better half of an hour.  Ryder was unbelievably gentle.  He stopped and removed his hands at Chase's command.  He talked his way through it letting Chase know what he was doing.  Chase was brave, patient, and preferred the size of Ryder's hands to Todd's.  Turner watched, hiding his eyes only when I did.  Todd assisted. I documented the night on film.  The whole scene, from beginning to end, was beautiful to watch and happened as only it could with brothers.  Twins.

At the end, with a tooth the size of a finger nail in his hand, Chase cried tears of happiness and Ryder celerated his little victory.  A ll 3boys cheered together at the loss of Chase's first tooth.  Then they helped decorate the tooth fairy's letter.

I guess this was better than movie night.

Twins Flipbook

here is a britely flip book I made about ....Twins.

Read "TWINS" by Wendy T at Britely!

Lady Killer!

Ryder is my poet.  I've mentioned that before.  For all of his rambunctious energy and daring thrills he is also very sensitive.  And, now, it turns out, very romatntic.  Earlier this year he fell in love with a blonde beauty from his class.  He would mention her, always with a grin, and tell me how she would barely talk to him, and that sometimes he was too shy to talk to her.    He would color in pictures of Strawberry Shortcake to give her (her favorite) always careful to use just the right amount of her favorite color, purple.  He told me, more than once, that he would let her in front of him in line (ah, he IS a gentleman.)  And, I am sure it wasn't a coincidence that the few school shows I went in to see he was always standing next to her.  On field day, while the blue team was trying to beat the white team, Ryder took a break from the competition to offer her a four - leaf clover he had found in the field (he never has been much of the competitive type!)

Before the school year finished out he got up enough courage to call her and leave a quiet and shy message.  Through email conversation I had told the mother that he wanted to ask her on a date, to which she replied, she can't date until she is 16.  Ryder handled it well, though he did start marking the days from the calendar until her 16th birthday.  Even this summer he mentions her often, quietly wondering when he will see her again.  School is really soon, I tell him!!

But, something else had happened over this summer.   Though he claims this is not love, and she is just a regular friend,* he did manage to:  1. ask a girl for a play date;  2. get her number;  3. write it down;  4. call her up;   and 5.  leave a message;  ALL ON HIS OWN.  All I did was offer a few encouraging words along the way (and reminded him, like any mom would, that SHE would be LUCKY to have him call her!)

Even more.  The girl, who was too embarrassed to call him back (as I'd expect many 6 year olds to be,)  used her mom as a spokesperson, but has agreed to play date.  When her mother, kind as she was, told me that not only was Ryder's message adorable and so polite** but when she asked R about her gentleman caller her daughter replied "Mom, he is really nice!!"

So, it turns out, my boy took a break from climbing the rock wall and farting with his arm pit to take a chance with a girl.  And, though he claimed there was an eye roll first, he got her number.  How 'bout them apples?

Less than a week later we spent a dinner play date with R and her sister E (who is Turner's age!)  Everyone had a great time, even their mom and me.   Oddly, R has another sister, who is 9.  This makes me giggle because I always say Chase likes the older ladies.   Can you say triple date?

R, and her sisters, and their mom are all great.  My boy chooses wisely!!

*What exactly is the difference between a girlfriend and a regular friend at the age 6?   Please advise.

** I've always said that if I left the boys alone for five minutes about their manners they would, likely, know when to use them.  Turns out that may be true since he made the phone c

A Letter to my Son on his 6th Birthday! - Chase

Dear Chase,

Happy 6th birthday! 6 brings us to next phase of parenting, no longer a part of the five and under set! I can tell you how this astonishes me, but if you've read the letters from previous years, you know...each passed year is simply astonishing. I can tell you how it is hard to believe, but the truth is that it is not!   Sure, it is bittersweet and yes, it went by fast, REAL FAST, but you are every bit six years old.  And, more!

This is the first time that I have written separate letters to you and your brother.  I think, in the past, I did  one because it was easier.  But, you and he, brothers to the core, are also very different boys, and so, it seemed appropriate to write you individual letters, for the individual boys that you are.

Chase, you are mature, smart, social, athletic, committed, and polite.  I could go on, listing your qualities, and it would sound like I was bragging.  And, perhaps I am.  But, really I list them in true amazement because, even I, as your mother, am blown away by some of the qualities you possess.  You are a friend to all and want every one to be your friend, and your popularity is evident by the greetings you receive.  You learn peoples names and address them as such and in return receive respectful greetings from people everywhere.

Back in September you started school as a Kindergartner.  You and Ryder were, for the first time, separated in the classroom, a decision which proved itself perfect time and again.  You were in class with Mrs. Wagner at Richboro Elementary School and the entire year was wonderful.  You made new friends (which you insist was EVERYONE in the class) and took to the skills you were being taught with tremendous success.  You left the school year able to read words you never even heard of (as proven when you read the word "commencement," then asked me what it meant) and do math quickly and in your head.  You are showing signs of being a smart and fantastic student and I am concerned daddy and I may have to pay for an ivy-league school.  Yes, that is a good problem to have.

First day of kindergarten Aug 2011

You continue to ask a lot of questions and are constantly re-filling the knowledge bucket you store in your brain. Your vocabulary is enviable, your reading skills admirable, your thought pattern, impressive.

You love sports.  Sports is your thing.  You will tackle any and all sports with gusto insisting that you must be the best at any you try. You have a determination and a willingness to practice and succeed that I have never seen before.  Not in someone your age.

Soccer is your favorite sport, though this year you fell in love with hockey.  I do not know much about hockey (Let's go Flyers!) but I do know that despite your small size and your lack of experience you are VERY GOOD at hockey!  I am trying to embrace this ability and help you to have what you need in order to hone in on these skills.  You will start a floor hockey league in September and, perhaps, down the road, will begin ice hockey.

You played soccer in two different seasons this year, Fall outdoor and Winter indoor, and in both leagues it was easy to see you are also a very good soccer player.  As a result, you will be playing CRUSA ACADEMY TRAVEL starting in the fall and will be committing a large chunk of your six-year old life to this sport you love.   At first, I admit it, I was against a 6 year old having such a large commitment.  A part of me still is.  But, with the potential you have and the desire you have it seemed unfair to not let you play.

This past spring you played baseball for the first time.  The experience was fantastic in that you were on a great team, with great boys, and we may have all made some friends from the sport.  You are a skilled baseball  player as well, but you are not as in love with the sport as you are soccer and hockey.  Perhaps, as you get older, and better, and the other kids do as well, you will see the beauty of the Great American Pastime.

The past year was one of the most mild winters I can remember.  Aside from an odd snow storm that came on Halloween, we never saw snow again.  Except when we went to the Poconos and we took you skiing for the first time.   This was an experience you say you enjoyed, though it was hard to tell from the window in the lodge where we watched you from.

We watched the best team in baseball, the Phillies, win 102 games, only to collapse in the play-offs and get knocked out of the NLDS.  We watched the Flyers do something similar, and we watched as the Eagles, who were claimed a "dream team" pre-season, have an extremely disappointing season.   This, Chase, should be a lesson to you.  The sports fan that you are, the boy that watches Sports Center and NHL network religiously, needs to be aware that Philadelphia sports, more often than not, will let you down!

Although you are mostly an athlete, you are pretty well rounded and spent the better part of the year taking piano lessons.  At the end of the school year you participated in your first recital.  You did an amazing job and were really proud of yourself, as we were of you!!

Your 6th birthday was celebrated with our traditional hibachi dinner on Friday night.  On Saturday, your actual birthday, we had the Seltzers, Oren, and the Cohen's over to swim and play and enjoy.  We then followed that up with a birthday party of 25 kids.  Your theme was the Flyers (your brother's Ben 10 Alien) and the cakes and the color scheme reflected such.  The Great Holtzie had you and your friends absolutely cracking up.  After, we enjoyed pizza and cupcakes and a visit from the ice cream man.  I think everyone had a blast.

Chase and Ryder's 6th birthday invitation

This summer you are back at Briarwood where you are enjoying every second.  You love to swim, have passed the deep water test, and have fallen in love with the game of Ga-Ga.  You enjoy swimming in our pool, as well, and can swim in the deep end, jump in and are learning to dive.

You are 42 lbs. and 44 inches and though you no longer are considered short you are certainly light, only gaining two pounds over the last year.  You are a light eater, and though you enjoy a lot of different foods, it usually ends two or three bites in. You claim you like being skinny and are a little too concerned about the size of your belly.  You love to ride your bike, play with your friends, and be with your brothers.  You are well-mannered, and kind, and have a sense of humor that has you laughing often.

Last year was one of the worst years that daddy and I have been through.  We had a lot of bad luck on top of some poor decisions.  But we clawed through.  And, make no mistake, you and your brothers were the bait we needed to get us through some tougher times.  Your laughs, your smiles, your good-hearted ways, reminded us daily that life is all about what is right in front of us.  Thank you for that, son!

I couldn't be more proud of the boy that you are and the boy you are becoming and I wear the badge of "mommy" with sheer delight, (though you mostly call me just "mom".)   I never doubt for a moment the successes you will have in your life and I will always be by your side no matter what path you choose.

Happy birthday my dear boy.  I love you so!!

A Letter to my Son on his 6th Birthday! - Ryder

Dear Ryder,

Good Morning, Birthday Boy

You are now 6 years old!  Happy birthday!  Somehow, just the number 6 seems so big.  But, maybe, it is because you are big.  Over the last few months you have matured physically, and emotionally.  You no longer look like a baby.  In fact, you grew nearly two inches and are 44 3/4 inches and gained 10 pounds and weigh 47.5 lbs.  TEN POUNDS, no wonder I can't lift you anymore.  You are taller, broader, bigger, and overall, much more mature looking.

Ryder at 5 

Ryder at 6

This is the first time that I have written separate letters to you and your brother.  I think, in the past, I did  one because it was easier.  But, you and he, brothers to the core, are also very different boys, and so, it seemed appropriate to write you individual letters, for the individual boys that you are.  Ryder, you are one of the most interesting boys anyone has ever met.  To know you is to learn your passions, your interests, your creativity, as it flows from your very being.  In just talking with you it becomes clear that there is so much more going on in that head of yours and you leave us wanting to know more.  Your ideas are creative, profound, deep.  Your ideas have ideas.

Your passion runs so deep in you that you don't just like things but you love them with your whole heart.  It is never fleeting, it actually becomes a part of of who you are.  You take the time to study these things, learn about them, enact them.  You become them.  You have been many superheroes, Power Rangers, Ben 10 Tenyson, a Karate Master, the Karate Kid, Benny from the Sandlot, and so much more.  You love music, still, and have added Bruno Mars, and One Direction to your list of favorites.

Back in September you started school as a Kindergartner.  You and Chase were, for the first time, separated in the classroom, a decision which proved itself perfect time and again.  You were in class with Mrs. Delfini at Richboro Elementary School and the entire year was wonderful.  You adjusted quite easily, perhaps even easier than Chase and immediately found yourself.  Your first day of school you were dressed up in typical Ryder garb:  Untucked button down, tie, shorts, flip flops, hair gelled and done.  You carried this look with such confidence that there is a piece me of surprised that the whole school didn't take on your look by year's end.

First day of kindergarten, August 2011

You made new friends and took to the skills you were being taught and even fell in love.  One day, you came home and asked me if 5 was too young to date.  When we discussed it you said you would like to take me on a date.  So I, happily, obliged.  We had a great time and I am thrilled we had a special day, but I am pretty sure that this was just practice for what you hoped would lead to a date with someone else, whom you asked out later in the year.  You were disappointed but handled it well when her parents said she can't date until 16 years old.  You immediately started X'ing off the days until her 16th year.  During the school year the romantic in you had drawn her pictures (her favorite, strawberry shortcake) and given her the four leaf clover you had luckily found in the field. I hope someday soon she realizes how lucky she is that your eyes are on her.

You left Kindergarten able to read, though you often choose not.  Able to spell, though you usually ask for my help.  And, able to do some math, though you claim you don't like it much.  Hey, I understand, there is nothing creative about math.  You made friends, and your teacher, who was amazing, understood you right from the start.   She saw your potential, your passions, and she never ceased to tell me how creative she thought you were.

You only got in trouble in school one time that I am aware of.  One time.  Because of your hair.  I couldn't help but laugh when I heard the story, but did insist quite sternly that you refrained from doing your hair (and soaking yourself and the bathroom) while you are supposed to be in school learning.

You ask questions, always questions that involve a detailed answer, usually questions I am not completely sure about.  Rarely is it, "The sky is blue, right?" not even the "Why is the sky blue?" more like, "What makes the sky blue?" forcing an answer involving science...your favorite subject.  You love science, and experimenting, and are often doing so in the bathroom or the kitchen.  Aside from a mess you have yet to cause damage, thankfully.

Although you played sports this year, soccer in the Fall and baseball in the Spring, neither activity tapped into your being.  Although you don't mind playing for fun you are not at all competitive and are not fully interested in playing any sport for the full hour (or more) it takes.  Although in baseball you are a good hitter, with a swing that could really make you awesome if you wanted to be, your time in the field is filled with dirt playing and tying your shoe laces together.  Perhaps this will change with age.

Although you are not fully interested in such team sports, you are very athletic and your ability to climb, jump, hang, kick, etc. is quite admirable.  I am looking into gymnastics courses for you.  There I think you will find your way.

The tooth fairy came to visit you this year, for the first time, as you lost your bottom two teeth.

The past year was one of the most mild winters I can remember.  Aside from an odd snow storm that came on Halloween, we never saw snow again.  Except when we went to the Poconos and we took you skiing for the first time.   This was an experience you say you enjoyed, though it was hard to tell from the window in the lodge where we watched you from.

We watched the best team in baseball, the Phillies, win 102 games, only to collapse in the play-offs and get knocked out of the NLDS.  We watched the Flyers do something similar, and we watched as the Eagles, who were claimed a "dream team" pre-season, have an extremely disappointing season.   

Your 6th birthday was celebrated with our traditional hibachi dinner on Friday night.  On Saturday, your actual birthday, we had the Seltzer's, Oren, and the Cohen's over to swim and play and enjoy.  We then followed that up with a birthday party of 25 kids.  Your theme was Ben 10 Alien (your brother's the Flyers) and the cakes and the color scheme reflected such.  The Great Holtzie had you and your friends absolutely cracking up.  After, we enjoyed pizza and cupcakes and a visit from the ice cream man.  I think everyone had a blast.

Chase and Ryder's 6th birthday invitation

You are back at Briarwood this Summer and you absolutely love it.   You are a fish in our pool and seem to love swimming more than everyone in this family.  You can jump, swim, and are learning to dive and have passed your deep water test at camp!

Although you still wear your hair longer you did cut it all off in February and went with the shorty and spikey look.  As one who loves long hair on boys I have to tell you I absolutely loved the look and you looked, if possible, even more handsome than you had looked the day before.  Maybe you will cut it short again, maybe not.  You are very opinionated about your hair.

You are a big eater though you enjoy only a few things.  In fact, we have an approved list of Ryder's Foods that you still remain particular about.  You love to climb trees, jump on the trampoline, ride your bike, play with your friends, and be with your brothers.  You are sweet, and funny, and rambunctious, as well as well-mannered, and kind, and thoughtful and romantic.  You have a sense of humor and love to laugh.

Last year was one of the worst years that daddy and I have been through.  We had a lot of bad luck on top of some poor decisions.  But we clawed through.  And, make no mistake, you and your brothers were the bait we needed to get us through some tougher times.  Your laughs, your smiles, your good-hearted ways, reminded us daily that life is all about what is right in front of us.  Thank you for that, son!

I am so very proud of the boy that you are and the boy you are becoming and I wear the badge of "mommy" with sheer delight. I am always interested to see where you head down your very individual path and I am confident that the path you choose will never be boring or uninteresting. I will always support you as you find your way and have no doubt that you will continue to light up the room of those around you.  Mine especially.

Happy birthday my dear boy.  I love you so!!