Nenas

9 Jun

Hoy estaba sacando una charola para hornear cuando cayó al piso un pequeño brillantito rosa. De inmediato sonreí recordando la tarde de hace dos días en la que pedazos de tela rosa y brillantitos para hacer pulsera se convirtieron en la elegante capa de un pequeño Pony. Soy mamá de dos nenas: a los 4 años Lu es una exploradora del mundo, hadita, fashionista, escritora (pero nunca, nunca princesa) con un enormísimo corazón y una bondad infinita y Pilita, a los casi cumple dos, muestra un don temprano para la comedia musical con un temperamento artístico para acompañarlo, es un ser nocturno, encantador y entusiasta, devota fan de su hermana, Trepsi, Mickey, Cri Cri y los minions.

Mis nenas me han llevado a días llenos de princesas caramelo y personajes de Vaselina, de canciones de payasos que hacen Bu  y jacarandales , de sandwiches de nutella y platos interminables de matitios (jitomates cherry) con tash (cottage), de resistol de brillantina y plumones lavables, de conciertos en trayectos llenos de tráfico y picnics de paletas heladas.  

Mis nenas son dos individuos y como tal en muchos sentidos opuestas: Lu es tempranera, Pilita nocturna, Lu vive en su mundo Pilita firmemente en este, Lu odia las verduras Pilita las ama pero Lu y Pilita son un gran equipo: Lu es una intérprete experta del lenguaje de Pilita  y Pilita le recuerda a Lu de respirar cuando la frustración amenaza con apoderarse de ella. Comparten el amor por  lo dulces y los colorantes artificiales (¡Frutsi y Fruti Lupis!!!!) , por la música, las obras de teatro y los shows, toman turnos con sus juguetes, se acuerdan siempre de compararle una sorpresa a su hermana cuando van con mamá al súper y duermen de maravilla si están lo suficientemente cerca para abrazarse….pero sobre todo mis nenas se hacen reír la una a la otra con carcajadas de cristal transparente que tienden a hacer eco en mi, generado una risa ligeramente oxidada, que encierra el recuerdo de lo mucho, de lo fácil que ríen los niños. 

 

Nenas

9 Jun

Hoy estaba sacando una charola para hornear cuando cayó al piso un pequeño brillantito rosa. De inmediato sonreí recordando la tarde de hace dos días en la que pedazos de tela rosa y brillantitos para hacer pulsera se convirtieron en la elegante capa de un pequeño Pony. Soy mamá de dos nenas: a los 4 años Lu es una exploradora del mundo, hadita, fashionista, escritora (pero nunca, nunca princesa) con un enormísimo corazón y una bondad infinita y Pilita, a los casi cumple dos, muestra un don temprano para la comedia musical con un temperamento artístico para acompañarlo, es un ser nocturno, encantador y entusiasta, devota fan de su hermana, Trepsi, Mickey, Cri Cri y los minions.

Mis nenas me han llevado a días llenos de princesas caramelo y personajes de Vaselina, de canciones de payasos que hacen Bu  y jacarandales , de sandwiches de nutella y platos interminables de matitios (jitomates cherry) con tash (cottage), de resistol de brillantina y plumones lavables, de conciertos en trayectos llenos de tráfico y picnics de paletas heladas.  

Mis nenas son dos individuos y como tal en muchos sentidos opuestas: Lu es tempranera, Pilita nocturna, Lu vive en su mundo Pilita firmemente en este, Lu odia las verduras Pilita las ama pero Lu y Pilita son un gran equipo: Lu es una intérprete experta del lenguaje de Pilita  y Pilita le recuerda a Lu de respirar cuando la frustración amenaza con apoderarse de ella. Comparten el amor por  lo dulces y los colorantes artificiales (¡Frutsi y Fruti Lupis!!!!) , por la música, las obras de teatro y los shows, toman turnos con sus juguetes, se acuerdan siempre de compararle una sorpresa a su hermana cuando van con mamá al súper y duermen de maravilla si están lo suficientemente cerca para abrazarse….pero sobre todo mis nenas se hacen reír la una a la otra con carcajadas de cristal transparente que tienden a hacer eco en mi, generado una risa ligeramente oxidada, que encierra el recuerdo de lo mucho, de lo fácil que ríen los niños. 

 

 

 

   

 

30 Aug

Toddler Wows!

  1. Everything tastes better with sprinkles or ketchup (or even both)
  2. Words with a U in them are hilarious.
  3.  People actually praise you when you have really long naps.
  4. Pretend cake tastes as good as real one.
  5. Baby dolls don’t complain if you hold them by the leg, violently rock then or feed them Play-Doh cakes. Real baby cousins do.
  6.  Splashing in puddles is so satisfying: you get wet, you make cool sounds and startle mommy at the same time.
  7. If it has Dora on it you always want to use it.  Even if it’s a toothbrush.
  8.  Finding out the things Willy likes are exactly the same things you like. Dressing up? Check. Tumbling? Check. Making cakes and splashing in the ocean? Check and check.  (Willy is the main character in Anthony Brown’s Thing I Like book by the way)
  9. Mommy’s lap is the most comfortable reading chair ever.
  10. Every one in your mommy’s school says hi. Especially when I am wearing a tiny PE uniform.

Toddler woes

  1. Finding out you actually have to buy stuff. And mommy doesn’t necessarily agree that you need the $200 doll.
  2. Fun things like shows or play dates end way too soon…
  3. Those darn canines coming in. Ouch!
  4. Mommy thinks eating, bathing or sleeping is more important than playing
  5. Stuffed animals don’t go in the bathtub!?
  6. You have to take turns when hitting the piñata. And big kids hog the candy.
  7. How come we can’t go out to the yard when it’s raining? Or at 6 am?
  8. Some one said I have to say good bye to my pacifier, my diaper and my crib. I don’t think so.
  9. Mood swings and tantrums. Ok going to nursery school is scary and deserves all the tears in the world but taking a bath? Slicing your sandwich
  10.  Every one in your mommy’s school says hi. Especially when I am wearing a tiny PE uniform.

 

Summer time

8 Aug

I really love Mexico and being a Mexican however I’m a sucker for summer American Dream style. See, summer vacation inMexicostarts until July when the gorgeous, warm workdays of May and June have given way to rainy, damp and sometimes downright colds days. So while its fun to put on raincoats and splash in puddles while I dream of summers like these:

Summer dreaming

And instead get summers like these:

Our summers

However this summer was quite different as it meant sharing every day with my toddler who is always eager to explore… I won’t lie and say that I don’t keep on dreaming of someday renting a house on the beach and wearing flip flops every single day for a month but having Lu 24/7  during the whole month was a fantastic (and exhausting) experience.

Lu has always been a curious and active but she is at a stage where she thoroughly enjoys new experiences. The don’t have to be incredible life altering moments like going to the zoo and seeing a panda bear eat bamboo branches out of a cereal box, (I have no idea why the bamboo shoots were in a cereal box but Lu was delighted that the panda eat cereal “Like Lucy”), riding a kiddie boat ride in the amusement park for the first time or climbing a fire truck and dressing as a firefighter at the Children’s    Museum (which rules, if you ever visit Mexico  with or without kids go! It’s fantastic!).

Lu the firewoman

 

While all this field trips where fantastic Lu seemed to be as excited by eating a congelada at the park, seeing a real live snail in the garden or splashing in a puddle for the first time  (and getting soaked in the process).

 

Rainy day jeans at the playground

So while I still hope that next year the beach house dream will come true I also look forward to getting another chance to get excited about rain boots, Play Doh birthday cakes, feeding bunnies and eating popsicles in the garden.

What´s in a name?

2 Aug

My name marked me deeply. When I was about 13 my mom gave the book after whose main character she named me. The character was a nice, brave young woman who adored children. It’s tough to say if I would have wound up as a devoted summer camp counselor, youth group leader and later elementary school teacher if I hadn’t decided that since I had been named after that specific character I had to be exactly like her. So even before I found out I was pregnant I knew my daughter’s name couldn’t just be a name we liked.

 

When we found out I was pregnant Devoted Daddy and I started looking for a girl’s name since according to family tradition if we had a boy he would be named after my father in law.  At first we thought about Mary Anne since Devoted Daddy was buying tickets online to a Leonard Cohen concert when the little blue line appeared. But Mary Anne was a complex, confusing name for a Mexican girl and we didn’t particularly like either Mary or Anne as stand alone names. I also flirted with Paulina (Pauline in Spanish) but the name sounding nice was just no enough. Finally one day while having one of our wonderful midnight chats we started thinking about songs we liked that actually mentioned names: Julia… (Nah song too sad), Yolanda (yucky name), Suzanne (inMexico? No way! Eleanor (for a 40 year old woman maybe … ) Lucy…

 

Lucy sounded lovely, the song full of beautiful, happy images…We slept on it and by the next morning we eagerly turned on the computer to Google its meaning: light. Lovely. Prefect. I also read a blog entry about boho parents choosing vintage names like Lucy and loved the idea of my daughter having a vintage name. We also thought about possible nicknames: Lu sounded really cute (I have an issue with nickname since my name doesn’t really have one which in a nickname loving culture like Mexico is a huge pain)  Then we thought we could give her a Hebrew name that had the same meaning and even started with the same letter. Liora. Perfect. And so it was settled: our baby girl would be named Lucy.

Over this 20 months Lucy has been called Lu, Lula, Lulita, Lucita, Lucecita, Lucre, Lucrecia, Lulabian, Lulita, Lulián, Yuyi, Lulu, plus ten thousand other unrelated nicknames courtesy of Devoted Daddy´s worship of  playing around with words. And Lucy’s name fits her perfectly: like the song she is beautiful, happy, colorful and especially full of light. Our little girl has this marvelous quality which shines trough: like her name she lights any room she walks into with the happy smile that reaches her eyes and makes them sparkle and the honest, friendly “hola!” she gives away so freely, with the deep belly laughs and the contagious excitement with which she lives every single second.

 

Oh and for all of those who insist we named our daughter after LSD here is John Lennon and Paul McCartney explaining why that just isn’t so: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sI4rhDnrqHg

 

(Please be sure to tell my 15 year old daughter that when the time comes)

1 Aug

Top 5 Stay at home Fun


1. Read BOOKS on the floor with mommy or on the couch with daddy (who doesn´t do floors!)

2. Feed Little People pretend food using play dishes all over the house.
3. Eat junk food: Paleta Payaso followed by Totis followed by ice cream with sprinkles followed by a lollipop followed by gummy bears followed by chocolate covered raisnas (ok not really but she would if she could)
4. Watch the same 3 Trepsi DVD´s over and over again. (although lately Elmo and Dora have been added to the repertoire)
5. Sing, dance, play instruments along with daddy.
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Top 5 Outdoor Fun

1. Jump, run and fall on the trampoline

2. Climb and slide off grassy hills. Damp grass makes you go faster!
3. Chase bubbles. Try to blow bubbles. Spill bubble soap trying to blow bubbles.
4. Give mommy heart attacks insisting you are ready to climb the big kid slides even tough you aren’t even 2 yet.
5. Excitedly exclaim over animals. Proceed to try to eat worms, crush snails and pet spiders.

 

Top 10 Foods (because 5 just aren’t enough)
1. Anything that can be eaten with a spoon.
2. Any pasta, anytime. (Especially Mac and Cheese for breakfast)
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3. Gummy anything
4. Anything with gummies. (extra points for marshmallows)
5. Broccoli, cactus paddles and zucchini..
6. Mango, papaya, watermelon and strawberries

7. Apple soda
8. Froot Loops (What is with kids and this stuff? It’s awful!)
9. Fries
10. Coconut lime Thai Soup (I swear.. she gobbles the stuff)

School Days

21 Jul

Lu started school last February after her long time nanny simply disappeared. On Monday
she simply didn’t show. No warning, no notice, she just vanished. So I called school and my wonderful, caring, understanding principal gave me a week off to figure out a new arrangement. I called a tiny preschool that had extended hours and miraculously they welcomed us with open arms agreeing for her to start the induction process the very next day. That Tuesday I knocked on the door and a pretty young teacher opened the door said hi and extended her arms to Lu who happily left without looking back leaving me… speechless. That was it? Bye- bye baby girl? What happened to the tears, the clinging, the anxiety? So while my baby happily discovered a room full of new toys her mommy filled out forms and tried not to cry while peeking at the web cam conveniently located in the classroom for nervous mommies like me. 45 minutes later Lu was focally a student and was led down to me by the same nice teacher. The next days Lu left happily with the teacher and to tell the truth I felt pretty relived that I had such an adaptable, easygoing daughter. However next week my husband called me miserable after having dropped Lu off amidst an ocean of tears and wails. Ok, I´ll admit I was warned that when she realized that this arrangement was permanent she wasn’t going to like it but I still hoped, or rather my guilt still hoped, that she absolutely loved school and would never cry. But she did cry. For a couple of weeks. But then she really did love it.

 

It’s tough to say how much of the wonderful kiddo Lu is has something to do with school or
if she would have turned out the same if she would have had her mommy with her 24 -7 but the Montessori Preschool did teach her a lot of cool stuff:

  • Reciting the days of the weeks and the months (not exactly Montessori but a great
    grandparent trick)
  • Putting things away
  • Coloring and playing with Play Doh on the table and not on the bed. Or the rug. Or the
    bathtub.
  • Playin with other kids nicely and sharing toys.
  • The “Baile del Sapo” song (really cool since I loved that song growing up)
  •  Montessori language: Lu doesn’t play with toys at school, she “works” with “material”
  •  Eating with a spoon and drinking from a cup.

Last week was her last week at this tiny and warm preschool. This August Lu starts big girl school (which also happens to be my workplace). Her 5 minute drive in mommy’s or daddy’s car to her tiny 8 kid classroom will be replaced by long bus ride to a 20 kid classroom at the preschool of our dreams. We are all really excited about this new phase in her life (Lu screams the schools name followed by “Big bus!” all the time) but we are also shocked that our baby is actually ready to go to a “real” school on a “real” bus.

Lu and Phia at the End of the Year Festival. Lu danced to a classic mexican baby chick lullaby.

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