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Discussion with Kyle

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This evening as we were getting ready for bed, Kyle and I had a little discussion. Well, more like Kyle had a little talk with me. About babies. More specifically, about caring for babies. More exact: about caring for babies in the night.

Note that we don’t have a baby. Note that he is not holding his baby doll; I am getting him into his PJ’s on the floor.

K: Papi, when you are sleeping, I will call you.
Me: You will?
K: Yes, I will call you because the baby is hungry.
Me: Oh, the baby is hungry?
K: Yes, and you will get a bottle. What is in the bottle? What will the baby drink?
Me: Formula?
K: Yes, that’s right. I will call you because the baby is hungry and you will get the bottle for the baby.
Me: Ok, I will get the bottle
K: And June will give the bottle to the baby!

…June gets to have all the fun around here…

Any questions?

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After we read books to the boys and say prayers, Heather walks Owen to his bed and I tuck Kyle in his own bed. We “talk about the day” (which means I rehash some highlights), which we’ve done for the last couple years once we realized it helped Ky Ky fall asleep.

Recently I’ve started to say to him when the “talk about the day” is done: “Do you have any questions for me?” Sometimes he does, sometimes he doesn’t. Well, to be more specific, I am not sure he really understands what a question is exactly. This was last night’s event:

Me: Do you have any any questions for me?
Ky: Ummm. Ummm. Yes.
Me: Ok, what are your questions?
Ky: My question is….
Ky: I like airplanes.
Ky: I like boats.
Ky: Those are my questions for the day.
Me: You like airplanes and boats?
Ky: Yes.

And he snuggles in, sucks his thumb and heads off to sleep with a little grin on his face.

When I’m a Big K

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At the moment, K&O are both very interested in when they were babies, and also interested in when they are “Big”. Kyle tends to verbalize the “when I am big” more than Owen (which is pretty typical). He’s trying to define his world as he sees it when he is older. And it just breaks/warms my heart when he talks about it, because this is the size of his world right now.

Kyle:
“When I am a Big K, I will get dressed all my my self”
“When I am a Big K, I will wash my face all by my self?”
“When I am a Big K, I will drive my big, light blue car!”
“When I am a Big K, I will make my own mac & cheese and give it to mommie
“When I am a Big K, I will go on a big airplane and go on a biiiiig boat!”
“When I am a Big K, I will go to bed with no diaper?”

Overheard

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This morning we were getting ready to head out and I was in the laundry room throwing clothes in the dryer. This is what I heard emanating from the kitchen:

HBJ: You really really want Mac and Cheese for lunch today?
K&O: YES YES YES! I really really want it!
HBJ: But you just had mac and cheese for dinner last night.
K&O: Silence
HBJ: Ok, I will make you mac and cheese for lunch today, you can help me, let’s get a pot.
K&O : Mac and cheese – thank you!
K: You are the best mommie ever!
O: You are the best mommie in the whole world!
HBJ: Thank you my baby – that makes it worth it!

I emerge and what do I find at 7:20 AM: A pot of boiling water with Heather, Kyle & Owen crowded around it making mac and cheese; all happy as can be!

Lantern Walk

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On Friday the RVWS had it’s annual Lantern Walk to celebrate the fall season. We had never been to one, but the school had been preparing – and the boys had given us a preview of the songs they had been working on.

The letter home about it had instructed us, under no uncertain terms, that the Lantern Walk is a quiet peaceful time; adults are not to socialize and chat, and there should be no cell phones or cameras or video cameras. All of which it turns out I was glad for (although I did break the rules).

They handed out lanterns made by the kids – in our case little glass jars with colored paper painted-on and hung from a short stick with wire. We sang a few songs as a group all about fall and winter. Kyle and Owen followed along – kind of – since they didn’t seem to know the words or the tunes too much, but it was super cute.

In typical K&O fashion they had to be the center of the action. And by center, I mean the center. They stood in the center of the fire pit (that would be lit later) while everyone stared at them. When the singing started, we made sure they came back to us.

Then everyone did a nice nature walk around the school, lit by luminaries and our lanterns. Kyle insisted on walking with Miss Kathy and holding her hand when possible, Owen liked to walk with the big kids as much as possible. Typical on both accounts!

After the walk we all had nice warm apple cider around the “bonfire” and everyone murmured and chatted (quietly of course).

All in all, it was really really nice. The boys loved it. So much in fact that as soon as we got in the car, Kyle said “Papi, you have to turn around and go back!”. Heather and I loved it too.

My rule breaking self couldn’t not take a few camera phone pics (double whammy!).


The most popular boys in school and their good friend

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I drop K & O off at school most of the time. I love it – it’s a great way to start the day – there is so much positive energy getting to school and walking in. And I am witnessing something wonderful about our boys.

K & O are already the most popular kids in their class, if not the school. Any by most popular, I don’t mean most recognizable, or token friend (although there is some of that too of course), but I mean most popular. And for someone who was not not not not popular as a kid – I can see it a mile away. This morning is a good example. On pulling up to school:

Me: come on guys, hurry hurry let’s go, we’re already late [ed: late is not typical, but I have to always usher them in]; grab your back packs, let’s go – vamanos!
K&O: big stretch, lazily get backpacks… Look – a sea urchin! [pine coney thing falling from tree as we walk in]Me: ok fellas – let’s go!
First person to see them: “It’s Kyle and Owen: good morning gentlemen!”
Second person to see them: Hi Kyle and Owen! Good morning!
Third person to seen them: Hi guys! High Five!
K&O: Good morning! [Kyle holds the door for the people going in; not sure where he learned that, but a good start]Me: come on guys – keep going!
K&O: [invariably] Papi – look! The fountain! [it is always there and either on or off]Me: ok guys [voice getting quiet as we arrive at their classroom], let’s listen for fussing [hold over from first days of school when O would fuss]K&O: NO FUSSING!

We go in and this is what happens:

KYLE, OWEN; KYLE & OWEN ARE HERE!!!! The shout comes from about 10 kids between 2-4 and they all (yes, all) run over to greet K&O. If the class were a boat, it would capsize at that moment. Some are grabbing and hugging them, some stand a couple feet away, some are wearing capes that stream out behind them.

Kyle and Owen react in course – they start hamming it up making all kinds of strange noises and faces. The kids all laugh and engage in it. Pretty soon both boys are jumping on my back as I try to put their slippers on. Then other kids are too and everyone is laughing and having a great time. I am trying to not get smooshed. Their teacher comes over and starts to redirect and the day is well under way. Lots of laughing. Kyle tells me he loves school.

Looking over, I see Kyle and Owen with a special friend of theirs. This friend has Downs syndrome and is 5 years old. I see them saying hi – the boy has a huge grin and K&O are laughing with him and holding hands. The three of them are a happy little crew and like to walk in the woods outside – Kyle and Owen on either side as they walk, hand-in-hand singing songs.

At some level I think they are aware something is different about him. I think there is more than just peas-in-a-pod friendship here – that they get it he needs a little something extra. And they give willingly, unassumingly, unreservedly with love. That is it right there – those are my boys; that’s the amazing thing.

The most popular kids in class, great friends with a kid needing a little more. Not much more; he’s not helpless, he’s not a problem. But we all know how it can be for people who need more. We’ve all seen what happens when someone is an outsider – it happens with kids and adults.

And that’s why this is a big deal.

One of those funny adoption comments

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I was at school today dropping off the boys and we had all kinds of drama. Someone had smelled gas around 7:30 and called the fire dept. There were three enormous fire trucks that K&O&I watched. I held them up to look in side; they loved it.

Everyone was hanging around back waiting for the all clear and I met another father whom I had not met before. Heather sometimes gets comments like the following, but I rarely do. The conversation went like this (every one knows K&O of course):

Father: Which one is this, Kyle or Owen?
Me: This one is Kyle – his face is a little longer than Owen’s.
Father: Oh. They’re twins, right? I have twins – you have my sympathy! [jokingly]Me: Oh, yeah – no kidding – how old are your twins?
Father: 7…
Me: Oh wow – Kyle and Owen are 3….
Father: Wow – 3??? – they are huge. I can’t imagine what your wife went through!

I pause, not sure exactly how to respond.

Me: They’re adopted.
Father: Ah, ok. My other son is adopted too.

Marching Band Festival!

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Glory be – a dream come true! I took the boys to the Collegiate Marching Band Festival today. Now just to be clear, this would be Kyle’s dream if he had known such a thing existed. This is not my, Heather’s and not Owen’s dream, but it is most definitely Kyle’s dream. And it was a dream come true – a was a gorgeous day, perfect weather and it was very exciting. Kyle and Owen brought their trumpets (toys) with them and carried them for the entire afternoon.

We arrived and got a chance to see a few bands warming up including the Morgan State Marching Band. I think it was the only all black band there (not entirely sure), so I was thrilled that we happened upon their practice. And they rocked. Really – a good marching band is really something to see.


Once we got to the stadium it was pure Marching Band Action – and both boys were enthralled. We got to see three different Marching Bands perform (there were 17 that day) and for us Morgan State was the best. Kyle Grooved to it, “playing” his trumpet and moving it up and down like the bands were doing. Owen lost interest after a while, but found interest in jumping from bleacher to bleacher and acting as traffic cop/toll gate to people down the stairs.
When it was time to leave we got to walk through where all the buses were and Marching Bands were lined up to go into the stadium and others were doing final touch ups on their performances. Both boys managed to touch pretty much every single instrument and performer they saw on the street.

A marching great day all around!

It was a beautiful moon last night

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Over the dampening grass the moon brought the luster of dusk to everything. The air was cooling from the day’s heat and a gentle breeze rustled the leaves with the scent of fall corn. It was so quiet you could hear the earth and it felt like sitting on top of the world, not in it.

The little silver oven

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They are actually calling it a thermos now…. When they got to have mac & cheese the other day, they both exclaimed:

“[That other little boy who had it the other day] will be so sad! He will be crying because he has no macaroni and cheese! I will give him some.”

I am not so sure that the boy cried or that they would have given him some – but I guess it’s the thought that counts.