She forgot about her books this round. Or maybe she is not that into them anymore?
Showing posts with label Letters. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Letters. Show all posts
Letter To The Little Ones
Dear Children,
Happy Children's Day to you! You have been given more gifts than I have received in an entire year as a child your age in a single day, and it is now time for some quiet reflection, on how you have been blessed by God, for although we too do not have much, we have more than what we need. Be contented, stay happy in what circumstances life has and will bestow your way, and you will be joyous. Never stop thanking God and continue to count your blessings, day by day.
Today we celebrate that the little one has her blog published on a magazine with an interview, and that the little rascal has learnt to share his toys with others who do not have any to call their own, with generosity.
With lots of Love,
Mommy
Happy Children's Day to you! You have been given more gifts than I have received in an entire year as a child your age in a single day, and it is now time for some quiet reflection, on how you have been blessed by God, for although we too do not have much, we have more than what we need. Be contented, stay happy in what circumstances life has and will bestow your way, and you will be joyous. Never stop thanking God and continue to count your blessings, day by day.
Today we celebrate that the little one has her blog published on a magazine with an interview, and that the little rascal has learnt to share his toys with others who do not have any to call their own, with generosity.
With lots of Love,
Mommy
Letter To The Daughter
RandomlyC loves to write in the third person. However, exclusively for the letter series, she will write in the first person so that they may, one day, read her letters to them with endearment.
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Dear Daughter,
I have been writing to you since the day you were born. You will be able to find stacks of mail written in the prettiest letter sets, sealed with love (yes, I mean stickers). Look for them, will ya? They are somewhere in a lovely box, and dig hard for those attention to your name.
You are the firstborn, and that means exclusive and complete love from the minute you set eyes on the world. These I have mentioned repeatedly in letter written in ink, but I am compelled to mention them again here, as it is the first letter in this blog.
We went to your favorite bookstore, Kinokuniya, today. You exclaimed with such joy, "this is a paradise for someone like me!" How melodious this sounded to my ears. Music they are, for I had longed for you to feel the same as I do, especially when it comes to books in the printed form. E-books have taken our reading habits by storm, but nothing beats the euphoria of holding a brand new published book in the hands and flipping the pages with glee, taking care not to damage the spine. I am honored to share this hobby with you for many more years to come.
As a parent, I assumed the role of an educator from the beginning, only to realize as the years passed that the role can sometimes be switched. I have learnt from you in the most amazing of ways. I have dreams and high expectations for you, that you will continue to pursue your aspirations. Aim high, dance if you like, sing if that makes you happy, act in dramas if you enjoy doing so.
God be with you, and I pray you will always keep your faith close to you.We gain what we give away and we sometimes lose what we keep. Keep the acts of charity and generosity strong in your growing life, and remember the families and children who do not have what we do. Stay loyal to those who count, be kind to little critters and be honest to yourself. Above all, laugh. For there is much to life, if we look closely enough.
I wish you all the best the coming auditions, your first of many more to come. And you will be sure that I will always be there to witness every baby step you take.
Love always,
Mommy
Letter to The Son
RandomlyC enjoys writing in the third person, much like Elmo. "Elmo says hello and Elmo loves red!" Exclusively for the letter series she will write in the first person, as herself.
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Dear Son,
You amaze me with your outlook of the world. You insist on bringing your ninja turtle collections into the potty and insist they do their business with you. You are trying to wean off your diapers, and you are doing such a good job training your ninjas I hope you will soon learn how to from them. We have scared you enough of the bad guy Shredder coming into our house, and you have finally found out that it's mere trickery to get you to behave. Plan A- failed!
And just when I thought I should teach you the ways of the world, you have taught me your ways of your world. How I am not allowed to use my phone when I am with you, and I am sternly reminded never to shout "Hurry Up!" because you will get visibly upset. How you could spend forever talking to the neighborhood cat daily before you head to school, how a little grasshopper on a leaf could thrill you to no end, and how I should learn to slow down, to crouch down, and to tip-toe when we approach a little birdie so that it wouldn't fly that quickly away. I have done massive research on crocodiles simply because they were your favorite creatures, and only today have I learnt that they are reptiles instead of amphibians like I have always assumed these menacing creatures to be. Guess who would win in the fight between the croc and the king of the jungle, the lion? How did they have babies crocs? Do they eat cars and trees too? Why do they open their mouths when they are not moving on the grass? Do they eat mommies and daddies too? A shameless me would think that you are the smartest kid in the world to ask such intelligent questions. And I will always believe you to be so.
Before you outgrew the cutesy lingo I have decided to keep a mini list, just for laughs and keeps.
because = v-cause
("v-cause I am not tired so I cannot sleep now")
lorry = yor-ry
("I want to drive the yor-ry now")
Leonardo = yi-o-na-do
("yi-o-na-do is my best friend")
rapunzel = ra-pun-shoe
("I want to see the bad guys in ra-pun-shoe NOW!!")
Nothing is more important than you learning to be humble and kind, above being knowledgeable. I hope that you will continue to see the fun in climbing 3 steps of the stairs and jumping down with glee. That a trail of ants carrying some sugar cubes is so amusing that I should let them be instead of feeling annoyed. That the ribena syrup made into a popsicle means "you are the best mommy in the whole entire universe!" and that looking at it melt into liquid translates to "you are the worst mommy in the whole entire universe to make it become water again!"
God bless you and keep you safe, real safe, because at the rate you go fighting with the range of weapons (I have never known what "katanas", "sais", "nunchakus" and "bo staffs" were, until you took a fancy to them, I have only known them to be "swords and spears") you have from the ninja toys I have a hunch that very soon some heads will be broken, yours included.
I have forever to write to you. Let this be the first in this blog.
Love always,
Mommy
P/S: I will remember that Donatello wears the purple eye-mask, I promise.
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