Electric Company

I have very fond memories of the television show Electric Company from when I was a child, so you can imagine my delight when I found out they were bringing it back for my little ones!

It is a very modern way of teaching reading and problem solving. It has a some urban, hip-hop undertones while teaching the kids to read. They do a lot of beat boxing, which Mya finds fascinating.

We were leaving Trader Joe's and my newly washed mini-van was awaiting us in the parking lot. Mya caught sight of her reflection in the massiveness of the automobile. She promptly turned around, started shaking her booty, looking over her shoulder at her reflection, and beat boxing.

It was quite a show.

Should the Chef Wash the Dishes?

Okay, so I'm not sure if it is the new ability to string words together into a sentence, or that she is completely sassy.

While getting Mya ready for bed, Daddy entered the room, and Mya said, "Daddy, you read to me?"

"Sure, Mya!" Antonio said.

"Mommy, you go wash dishes."

Holding Hands

One morning Mya and I were heading down the stairs to find Enzo and Antonio. I love holding hands and reached out to grab Mya's.

"Mommy, stop holding my hand. We aren't in a parking lot!"

Oh, Beyonce!

If you know me at all you know that I have been a fan of Beyonce for many, many years now. Her solo act has even impressed me more, even though I have thought I should out-grow her.

To my delight my children have become fans as well! "Put a Ring On It" is played over, and over, and over. At times I catch Enzo singing it as he plays trains, eats cheerios, or is awkwardly running through the family room. "Oh, oh, oh, oh!" are the only words he knows.

Mya on the other hand is learning lyrics left and right! Her demands every morning are, "Mommy! Put a ring on it!" She runs to grab some plastic heels and meets me in the kitchen to, "shake her booty."

Last Sunday she was singing and dancing and we heard, "Don't be mad when you see he peed on it!"

In true Ferraro form, she messed up the lyrics.

Baby Steps

Quick note

Dear Mya & Enzo,

I am constantly obsessing over what is best for the two of you and I'm sure that will never stop, it's my job.

But today as I saw the two of you walking through the kitchen, together, holding hands, I finally knew what was best for you two.

Each other.

Please don't ever forget that.

I love you.

M~

There's a Time and a Place

Mya's favorite trick at dinner time is to bat her eyelashes and ask to "puuuhhlease" sit in the lap of her loved ones.

Tonight she looked across the table at me and started her routine.

"Mommy, may I sit in your lap, puuuhhhhhleeeease?"

"No, Mya. You need to sit in your seat like a big girl. Please take a bite of your broccoli." It is so hard to be strict sometimes.

Antonio decided to model appropriate behavior,

"Mommy, will you hold me?"

"No, Daddy, not while we are eating dinner," I replied.

"Okay, I'm disappointed but I understand," Antonio shrugged.

Mya looks at Antonio and asks, "What's wrong, Daddy?"

"Oh nothing, Mommy just said she couldn't give me a hug until we were done eating."

"Oh, Daddy! I'll hug you. Come here...come on, I'll hug you." Her arms were outstretched and she waved her fingers to entice him over.

Then Enzo threw Cheerios at my head. I felt like the bad guy.