Past Weekend
This past weekend we want to the Friends of the Houston Public Library sale. We picked out some great books and it amazes me to see how much you both continue to grow and choose for yourself. I picked out some books for the both of you but at the end you both ultimately picked out some great books as well. We must of spent hours there but it was well worth it to see your excited faces as you made your selections. I was able to add to my Laura Ingalls Wilder collection and it was a great Saturday!
It's not hard to see that I've passed along the love of books to you both. It makes me happy to know that you will both be able to get trapped in a world where nothing else matters but what you're reading...
As we were out at the Health Museum, Mariah asked me about when we would go to Pumpkin Patch this year... It's crazy to see how I've already instilled some traditions into our little family. I try and make every year as memorable as possible for you both. I want you to look back and know that I did the best that I could for you both. I don't want you to ever doubt the love that I have for you. You are both loved, you are both important individuals in this society and I know that no matter what you choose to do, you will get very far.
Grandma Coco and Grandpa Alex are here from Mexico right now and I love that you both get to spend some time with them. You are both able to interact with them and know how much they mean to us in the family. They are the glue to the family and without them I'm not sure what we would do. There's not that many little kids that get to say they've met their great grandparents and I'm lucky enough to know that you both have. It's very important to know where you come from and where your roots are from. You come from a long line of amazing human beings, and the more you know where you come from the better. One day, we'll be able to track down our family tree and see how amazing it is. :)
This past weekend also marked the 15th year anniversary of 9/11.. It's been fifteen years and I can still remember what exactly I was doing... Fifteen years ago, I was at Hoffman Middle School. I believe it was First period that had just ended and I was on my way to my next class. I clearly remember I had to go back to Band Hall because I had forgotten something either in my instrument case or at my cubby. The point was that I ended up going back and when I walked in, I immediately knew something was wrong, both Mr. Owen and Mr. Lopez (band directors) were both looking up at the TV. As I looked up, I saw the smoke coming from the Towers. I remember a fear came over me, I couldn't explain it then but I knew that from that day forward, nothing would ever be the same. A couple of other students (which I can't even remember who now..) were there as well and both our band directors started to explain what was going on... I remember not wanting to go to my next class but having to go there... the rest of the day is a bit of a blur except having to go to my math class and discussing what was going on with the rest of the class..I think school was on lock down mode but quite a few students were picked up from school (not me though!! I guess my parents didn't love me enough, hahahaha jk) that day. I will also never forget that a fellow classmate has to share this horrific day as birthday.. When I finally made it home, I remember feeling safe at home yet there was still that unsureness of what was to come. Of course our TV was set at Univision but every channel we changed it to kept showing New York City and the madness going on. I will never forget seeing how frantic family members searched for their loved ones. There were posters of missing loved ones everywhere, the news station was interviewing people nonstop. The showed firefighters frantically trying to search for any survivors. Ground Zero was a mad mess with volunteers and service men trying to make the best of the situation. It was one of the saddest days in America. I don't think we've ever been able to recover from it. It will be forever engraved in our hearts and minds. It also saddens me to know how little it's emphasized. I've heard over the years that teachers are not allowed to teach their children's about 9/11 due to testing schedules. I've made it a point in my life to make sure that you both at least watch some of the shows on the History Channel about it. Today we spent our day just doing that. It is a day that will never be forgotten, a day where lives were lost and lives were changed... indeed it was a day that still gives me chills. It's a day that I still cry about, it's a day that I mourn the lives of all the people lost. I could spend hours watching documentaries about this day and still cry at everyone of them... I hope and pray that you both never have to live through a day like this in your lives.
I love you both to the moon and back...
It's not hard to see that I've passed along the love of books to you both. It makes me happy to know that you will both be able to get trapped in a world where nothing else matters but what you're reading...
As we were out at the Health Museum, Mariah asked me about when we would go to Pumpkin Patch this year... It's crazy to see how I've already instilled some traditions into our little family. I try and make every year as memorable as possible for you both. I want you to look back and know that I did the best that I could for you both. I don't want you to ever doubt the love that I have for you. You are both loved, you are both important individuals in this society and I know that no matter what you choose to do, you will get very far.
Grandma Coco and Grandpa Alex are here from Mexico right now and I love that you both get to spend some time with them. You are both able to interact with them and know how much they mean to us in the family. They are the glue to the family and without them I'm not sure what we would do. There's not that many little kids that get to say they've met their great grandparents and I'm lucky enough to know that you both have. It's very important to know where you come from and where your roots are from. You come from a long line of amazing human beings, and the more you know where you come from the better. One day, we'll be able to track down our family tree and see how amazing it is. :)
This past weekend also marked the 15th year anniversary of 9/11.. It's been fifteen years and I can still remember what exactly I was doing... Fifteen years ago, I was at Hoffman Middle School. I believe it was First period that had just ended and I was on my way to my next class. I clearly remember I had to go back to Band Hall because I had forgotten something either in my instrument case or at my cubby. The point was that I ended up going back and when I walked in, I immediately knew something was wrong, both Mr. Owen and Mr. Lopez (band directors) were both looking up at the TV. As I looked up, I saw the smoke coming from the Towers. I remember a fear came over me, I couldn't explain it then but I knew that from that day forward, nothing would ever be the same. A couple of other students (which I can't even remember who now..) were there as well and both our band directors started to explain what was going on... I remember not wanting to go to my next class but having to go there... the rest of the day is a bit of a blur except having to go to my math class and discussing what was going on with the rest of the class..I think school was on lock down mode but quite a few students were picked up from school (not me though!! I guess my parents didn't love me enough, hahahaha jk) that day. I will also never forget that a fellow classmate has to share this horrific day as birthday.. When I finally made it home, I remember feeling safe at home yet there was still that unsureness of what was to come. Of course our TV was set at Univision but every channel we changed it to kept showing New York City and the madness going on. I will never forget seeing how frantic family members searched for their loved ones. There were posters of missing loved ones everywhere, the news station was interviewing people nonstop. The showed firefighters frantically trying to search for any survivors. Ground Zero was a mad mess with volunteers and service men trying to make the best of the situation. It was one of the saddest days in America. I don't think we've ever been able to recover from it. It will be forever engraved in our hearts and minds. It also saddens me to know how little it's emphasized. I've heard over the years that teachers are not allowed to teach their children's about 9/11 due to testing schedules. I've made it a point in my life to make sure that you both at least watch some of the shows on the History Channel about it. Today we spent our day just doing that. It is a day that will never be forgotten, a day where lives were lost and lives were changed... indeed it was a day that still gives me chills. It's a day that I still cry about, it's a day that I mourn the lives of all the people lost. I could spend hours watching documentaries about this day and still cry at everyone of them... I hope and pray that you both never have to live through a day like this in your lives.
I love you both to the moon and back...
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