Creative Mo-ments

Miss you Dad...not just on Fathers Day, but every day...

I miss the way you would answer the phone, "Hello" in a sort of grumpy way, until you heard my voice, and then your voice would soften to speak to me...

I miss your hugs. Not just an ordinary hug, but your big HUGS...with capital letters, as if to say, just in case this is our last one, I want you to remember it. I will forever Dad, I will...

I miss knowing that I was always understood, even if we didn't agree on the subject...I felt that you understood where I was coming from. Everyone needs that!

I miss the way you interacted with my girls, and I hate that you were taken from them way too early. Taken from ALL of us way to early...they miss you every day...Erica still asks why? I am not sure I will ever have the right answer for her.

I miss the way you would say, "I love you" and I would say, "I love you too"...and then you would say, "you have no idea how much" and smile...

I miss how we would come over and you would share music on your computer with us. It would always be, "come listen to this"...I miss that...and I miss YOU....

J on CHS TV 6/7/10

SchoolTube - 6-7-10 Live Show.

The segment is from 4:58 to 6:12 minutes. She said the kids in her Spanish class said, "We didn't know you were a ballerina!"  

The Mexican hat dance...

Since the Multicultural festival at her school, E talks about nationalities more. She has noticed her skin is browner than her Daddy, and asked, "What are you, Daddy?" His reply...Irish, English, and a bunch of other stuff.
E;Then does that make me Irish, English and other stuff?
Me:Well, not exactly (she knows she is adopted, but it doesn't all fit together yet)
So immediately she says, "Well then what am I?"
Me: You are mexican.
E: I am?
Me: Yes, and so am I...
E: You are too? Oh yay! We are Mexican. All Mexican? Yes, maybe with a little bit of Indian! Indian? oh cooool!
E: Then what is J? Well, she is Mexican and Irish, English and stuff.
E:Oh, cuz she was in your tummy, right? So is that why Sissy can do the Irish jig?" (J jokes around doing this silly dance she calls the Irish jig)
Me: I guess so! (trying so hard not to laugh out loud...she is serious!)
E: So what dance do we do?
Me: Well, we have lots of dances we can do...like salsa dancing, and mambo, and others...remember when I taught you some salsa? And you were really good at it?
E:Yes, that's cuz I'm Mexican
Me: Do you want to learn another dance?
E: Sure!
Me: I proceed to teach her the mexican hat dance, I probably learned when I was younger than her. She picked it up quickly, and we danced around a baseball hat! I told her it was our pretend sombrero. We giggled and messed up, and had so much fun. Then we showed it to Bill and J. J didn't know it, so E taught it to her. She loved that part!
I'm positive that this will not be the end of the endless questions about nationalities, culture, skin color, etc...but, so far I think it went pretty good! Thank you God for my brown eyed girl!