Archive for July, 2010

Memorial Day

Saturday, July 31st, 2010

A day to celebrate a thoughtful caring soul

Warm breezes, cool waves

Memories shared during musical moments

A Wise Angel guides, chaperones, protects

Lives touched

United in change


Friday, July 30th, 2010

I spent the late afternoon and early evening observing M and J playing together.  The two stood side by side hurling toys from the back deck onto the lawn.  M tossed pick-up trucks.  J tossed Barbie dolls.

They played and played and played and are still playing as I type this entry.

Two peas in a pod.

The beauty, joy, wonder and gift of twins.

Good Hair Day

Thursday, July 29th, 2010

Today’s gift:  M spent some time with Dad so that I could have a couple of hours alone with J.  She deserves this rare special time.  It is not very often that she gets all of my attention.

Our activity:  A Mommy-daughter Hair Date.

My friend of 20 years is my hair stylist.  I adore him — he is kind, sweet, fun, funky, cool, funny and everything else I treasure in a friend.  He is also a curly-hair cutting god.

Today was J’s initiation into the inner curly hair circle.  It’s reserved for an elite few that can get an appointment with Michael.   J was in awe watching for the first time how Michael waved his scissors and worked magic with J’s  already perfect, beautiful hair bringing it to a new level.

This may sound silly and trivial but there are two things I believe about hair:  1) styling/cutting curly or wavy hair is an art that few have mastered and 2) salon or spa time between a Mother and Daughter is an essential bonding experience.

We will never forget our girl time together today.  I already booked our next appointment.

(Thanks Michael for everything — including allowing J to be your only little girl client and the very first in your salon! xoxoxo)

Girl, Uninterrupted

Wednesday, July 28th, 2010

I gave M a gift today:  my uninterrupted, focused, unlimited attention to his Street Sweeper.  In keeping with M’s great tradition of Y, her name is Street-y.

I got down on the floor and we both sat criss-cross-applesauce.  Animated and excited, M peered at me each time he discussed a new part of the vehicle. He virtually dissected her for me, carefully explaining every single button, groove, sound and switch.

His pride was palpable. He soaked up my attention like a sponge.  He reveled in the spontaneity of the moment.

My surprise gift to M turned out to be  my gift today, too.

M is for Miracle

Tuesday, July 27th, 2010

Dear My So-Called Sensory Life Readers and Fans:

Today’s gift:   we received the miraculous news that M’s MRI is “absolutely normal.”

Thanks for celebrating this enormous, life-changing gift with us!



On the Bench

Monday, July 26th, 2010

It’s hard for me to see M on the social sidelines.  It always has been.  It’s particularly hard because it is summer and his twin J is in the middle of all the action punctuating that M is not.

This morning J started basketball camp (after her morning tennis camp).  M was hiding behind my legs.  The poor guy could not get out of that auditorium fast enough.

When we got home, I told him that one day he may want to do basketball camp, too, but I’ll never force him to do what J does. He listened intently and then surprised me by saying “Mom, can I have a play-date today?”.

I’m so thankful that he found a message (the social puzzle piece) in all this confusion because at the end of the day a few good friends is just as powerful as an army of them.  Like his nutritionist told me when he was very young, kids know what they need.  When he’s hungry, he’ll eat.

I have faith that M will do what is right for him when it is right for him.  In the meantime, I’m going to go offer him a snack.

Mr. Sandman

Sunday, July 25th, 2010

When I was a child my parents and relatives used to say “Mr. Sandman is coming” whenever I appeared tired and sleepy.

Tonight, M was so tired from our beach day and evening activities that he actually asked to go to bed.  As soon as he uttered his sleepy request my Mr. Sandman memory popped into my head.

M loves to sleep (and needs a lot of it because –this is my Mom theory– he’s constantly in motion, constantly striving).  When his day ends, he embraces bedtime and really enjoys sleeping. Nighttime is when his peaceful, calm, and relaxed self appears and everything slows down.

Tonight’s gift:  rewinding time and witnessing everything standing still — M, me, my memory, the moment.  Deja vu.  Me and my son connecting and connected.

Storm Troopers

Saturday, July 24th, 2010

M and J do not like thunderstorms.

When there is the slight threat of one, my husband and I take action.  We begin with creative distraction, followed by reading books, and then end with snacks.

Today’s gift:  fast moving storms.  M barely plugged his ears.

Smell the Sea and Feel the Sky

Friday, July 23rd, 2010

Today’s gift:  The Mystic.

I celebrate all she is, all she does, all she represents for our family.

Recovery Day

Thursday, July 22nd, 2010

Today was a day of simple pleasures:  working, spending time with the twins, cooking, cleaning.

Today reminded me of summer days when I was a child:  my Mom was industrious and productive and incredibly happy while we kids were deeply involved in imaginary games that lasted from dawn till dusk.

All was calm, quiet and easy.  A real contrast to the intensity of MRI day for us all.

Summertime and the livin’ is easy.  Billie’s gift lives on.