Ari at 3 years

4 Jan

Dear Ari,


I thought I would write you a letter on the occasion of your 3rd birthday. You are at such a wonderful time in your life and I’m trying so hard to capture the moment and hold on it.


First of all, you are an amazingly bright, caring, and curious child. Everyone who meets you is blown away by how mature you are.


-you know too much for your own good

-remember things

-memorize books that we read to you

-read for hours


-love to color and paint

love to play golf. Not plastic clubs, real


-when we ask you want happened this past Sunday, you mentioned it was football-not your birthday. Because daddy has ingrained that Sunday is football day and tiger wears red on sundsy for golf


emotional. Trying to determine how much is being 3 and how much is being mommy, because you are so very much created in my image.  When you get sad, you want to hold something soft.  Suck your thumb raw. Small things set you off, like getting oatmeal on your shirt or the wrong color cupcake.  You get mad and hit just like mommy. And then you get sad because you hurt your hand.


You love micah. Give him huggies and kisses, but want him away from your toys.


Enjoy school-the jewish stuff in particular.


Dance around for no reason making up words and create games with balls.


Articulate, know so much words, use them correctly. Our favorite is when someone ask you something you say sure but it comes out shuuuuure-a.


You offer to fix broken thigns with your tools.


You love playing trains, giving them stories and making the longest train possible.




You love to snuggle, watching tv.  I could just look at your beautiful face, your full head of hair, your innonece for hours.


Sometimes the days are long. Sometimes I get frustrated and yell. Sometimes I just want to crawl into my bed and shut the down.


But I remember that I love you and your brother. Being a mommy means being on all the time. And I do love it. And I love you. I will always love you and protect you.  My sweet and wonderful child.



-hate to say this but smart. at least great memory. Read a book once or twice will recite every work back in order. will correct you if you mess up a preposition.
-knows all letters upper and lower case, and hebrew and recognizes numbers
-love jewish stuff, holidays, going to syngogue
-have become typical 3 year old picky eater. bu really like mac and cheese, fruit-strawberries, peanut butter and apples, hot dogs in ketchup. sweet tooth. loves cookies, chocolate milk, lollipops
-will tell you he doens’t like something, takes a bit, says a I like but won’t eat more
-repeats what you say. if you ask , are you sick, will say yes.
-just starting making up funny things, like hybrid games of animal ball throw catch. or hippy hoppedty jump
-potty training coming along. difficult. constitpating issues. finnaly now pee trained where he comes to us and tells us. poop, still having accidents. tells us just after it comes or with 30 seconds to spare. long road ahead of us
-loving brother, though not always thrilled to have him steal toys. “One step upon a time, there were two boys, Ari and Micah. They liked to grab things away from each other. And Micah got in trouble.
-laughs so loud, haha.
-trains loves trains, stories about thomas he’s seen on tv. loves building track and playing with the trains. colors, numbers, names, stories.
-truck come a close second. garbage truck, loader, honk honk
-can write his own name for a few weeks

Micah is One

20 Jan

As I write, I cannot believe that “Micah Man” is one. Since he’s such a big boy and has spent his life trying to chase after his big brother, for a while it’s felt like we don’t really have a baby in the house. But now, we really don’t have a baby in the house. img_3662

The day before his first birthday, Micah took his first steps. Seeing stand next to Ari (and only a few inches taller) has transformed him seemingly overnight into a big boy.

Micah, what can we say about you? It’s never a dull moment. Turn your head for a second and you’re half way up the stairs or carrying around a golf club or using your music table to climb on to couch. You’re favorite is to sneak into your big brother’s bed and jump up and down–leading him to do the same. You are always on the go. At the same time, you’re very often happy. You have a wonderful giggle that almost sounds like you can’t catch your breath. Your can be shy when you’re first meeting someone, but you quickly give you beautiful big smile. And you almost always have that smile ready for Mama, Abba and Ari.

You eat everything in sight. Your favorites are meat–steak and chicken. In the past few weeks, you’ve gotten two new teeth to chomp down on your food. You also love fruits like grapes, strawberries and blueberries. You’re not impressed with most veggies yet, though you do love sweet potatoes and tomatoes. Micah has made the switch to whole milk, though you don’t love milk in your sippy cups at all, you’ll happily take water in them.

Even though you don’t cuddle unless you are sick, you love to walk over to us and give us huge hugs, often laying your head on us. We cherish these moments. It’s been a year of ups and down. There have been so many moments where we’ve been over our heads. But we are happy. So happy that you’ve entered into our lives and completed our family.

We love you Micah Shai!

Lewis Boys in Photos 2013

2 Jan

Brothers. For many years, I dreamed about having two boys that would bring love and happiness to our lives. I am bless that I have just that, though they’ve also brought chaos and craziness to our us as well.

Here are my favorite brother moments from 2013.

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