Today was a milestone for our beloved Zienne, the much anticipated Stepping Up Ceremony commemorating her PreK achievements. Scholastically, being a PreK graduate may seem trifle, but a school year of learning social behavior, practicing using your voice, building your courage, allowing mistakes (yours and others), experiencing conflicts, progressing in writing, speaking, and reading, refining fine motor skills, exploring your creativity, and getting accustomed to a schedule and rules are all very worthy of a congratulations for 4-5 year olds. So, Zienne Noelle, our beloved, a joyful congratulations is in order. Maybe it’s just us, maybe it’s how we translate your teacher’s stories about you, their praise of your knowledge and personality, but you’ve proved to be very special, easily adapting to what was put before you. You’re such a pleasure to us, my love. Continue on in your pursuits, Zi, and your dad and I will always uphold you in prayer. Jesus loves you. Today is your day, and you really held such pride, taking extra care in how you looked for such an occasion. Your smile during today’s events said it all.
I’ve learned that there’s a culture within “bus moms”. One thing we have in common is our love for stretchy leggings, the ones you wear to bed and is versatile enough to leave the house in. They also come in simple sizes like SML instead of numbers that seem so judgy. They also come in a variety of colors, giving the wearer some sort of identity- like the plain audrey black, the zebra, the neon, and the ones that try to look like real jeans with fake rips, pockets, faded creases, and belt loops.
Ten years of marriage crept up on us, and not having had the effort to plan for this year’s anniversary milestone, we didn’t have a public celebration to renew our vows. We decided to postpone parties and dress ups for another year when things aren’t so busy, and instead decided to treat ourselves to “something else.” We also decided to take small trips this summer. The weekend of our anniversary, we decided to go around NY, with no real itinerary. The timing turned out to be perfect because there were a myriad of street vendors on the streets, with food and merchandise saturating blocks, and a flirty wind blowing on such a beautiful summer day. The weather and generous activity of public events enticed everyone to get out like an unattended open watermelon to excited ants. And we all fell for the bait. After eating a memorable lobster roll and soup lunch at Bryant Park, these two celebratory ants scored two tickets to Jersey Boys being sold half price, so we finally got to watch a much anticipated broadway show of one of my favorite oldies groups. Ever since I was little, their songs were embedded in me, despite growing […]
Spring Solo Recitals are always somewhat nerve wracking…ok…for me. Hhahaha. The girls have been working so hard to perfect their solos, practicing every day. This challenge always gives us the opportunity to instill the importance to strive for excellence, but to be gracious despite mistakes; to take control of the song, but to give the performance to God; to concentrate and focus, but have fun and feel the music. It’s soooo tempting to measure up your kids to the next (violinist). I’m guilty of this, trying to find the correct mechanics to improve their technique, but I have to remind myself that they need to be reminded to reach for their potential, but they also have to learn how to love musicianship and music their own way. I can’t draw that path for them. I’m just praying God will lead them the way He’s led Perze and me, passionately, curiously. So, here they are. We’re proud of the both of them. Emma has been playing for 2 years now and Zienne’s first.