Kit for Kat!
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“What? No mail? Again!” she says and then turns to Kat, Papa or me “why didn’t you write me a message?”
After a (God) promise of doing it tonight , all is fine and a major situation averted. Phew!
So this is the reason each one of us can be seen writing little notes for Kit at night – to ensure that she has mail every morning.
My messages are usually small (unless there is a specific demand for a BIG card) written out on little post-it notes with a heart, flower or just ‘Mama loves you’ kinds.
Of all the messages, Kit most eagerly looks forward to Kat’s messages; not only for the heartfelt thoughts but for the materialistic side of them (after all, she’s only 4yrs old!) – Kat will always attach something with her note – an eraser, a sticker – a little something every single time!
Papa is the one with the longest messages – he writes few but he writes big cards always addressed to ‘My Little Princess’ and from ‘Papa Prince’.
We all are creative in this set up as well so some days Kit will get paper goodies – a fan (me), aeroplane (Papa) and basket (Kat) in her mailbox and her reaction is instantly gratifying.
This message business is not one-sided either – Kit spends a lot of time writing for us or making cards and pictures for her family. Very often, we enter our rooms and see a card or picture on the floor (that was sneakily delivered to us).
Also, now that Kit is learning to read, it is indeed heart warming to see her read her messages, all by herself.
Nice change from the good ol’ keyboard, thanks to Kit, the joy of writing by hand is being rediscovered in our house...
I look around Kat’s room and see Selena Gomez, Taylor Swift and Victoria Justice everywhere – I like them all too except that ALL of them have beautiful, long hair and have Kat believing that this style is very ‘in’ and here to stay. Personally, I and Papa think that she looks much smarter with short hair but when you have an 11 year old with opinions and confidence of her own, you have to let go and give some degree of independence for them to live with their little decisions.
There was a time when both Kit Kat had the same haircut as me (a French Bob) and everywhere we went, they were the mini-me. At least Kit still has the “same as me” cut and she does look adorable (not to forget smart and more comfortable in this heat!) – Even Kit has started asking for long hair and the only reason she goes for a haircut and forgets about her original plan is the ‘lollipop’ that she gets there! (So far so good)
Well (*sigh*)...Not all of us are blessed with enviable tresses and as is the case with Kat, she does not like her hair so much after she’s washed them (she has only publicly admitted this now) – they have natural waves and this is the reason why she needs to tie her hair almost all the time...
Glad to know, I’m not the only mum who is freaking out with my daughter’s long hair. I know of other mums complaining about similar issues with their daughter’s hair and how they wish for them to get a shorter haircut (easy to maintain, no fuss style I hear?)
I think the time is coming or will come soon (fingers crossed)...Kat was visibly upset with her hair last night and Papa and I gave her opinions of our own (very daring I must admit) and instead of stopping us, Kat was actually contemplating...baby steps and pure motherly instinct maybe but I feel we will be making a trip to the hairdresser before school reopens (Yay!) – we may be praying silently for a certain decision but in the end we will accept whatever Kat decides to do – like we always tell her – “We will never lie to you…we will only tell you the facts and you decide what you want to do – we can guide, not force our opinions”.
After all it’s Kat’s hair, long or short, Kat’s decision…she will get the last word. That’s that.
See also the post "The insatiable yearning...for long tresses " which I wrote last year.
It’s interesting how a hotel with buffet breakfast can change its ratings (for Kit Kat) from a great hotel to THE BEST. (I saw a similar look in their eyes when we went on the Cruise last year and we saw all that food for the first time...) I think it’s not just the food but the way it’s laid out, easy access etc. When it comes to actual eating, there is so much confusion (especially with Kit dropping cutlery almost all the time, losing her napkin, fighting to make my tea endlessly) that in the end, the breakfast is not so successful!
When we went to the Crystal and Fantasy Caves, we were sceptical about how Kit would react to the tour, hundreds of steps and the darkness associated with it, combined with the excessive heat. As it happens, in situations like this I trust Papa more than myself (my school friends can vouch for my lack of balance!) so we began the journey with trepidation. Kat was great and once you tell her to go in a certain manner, she actually listens to you. Kit, on the other hand, does not and insisted on taking 2 steps at a time (my heart lietrally skipping a beat every time she did that). Once we made it down to the depths of the cave and while I was trying to look at the beautiful stalactites and stalagmites (also trying to figure out which was what), Kat was busy clicking pictures with her iPhone (I, simultaneously fearing that this was the last time I was seeing it before it was sacrificed to this beautiful island!). Papa was so busy listening to the tour guide that Kit found the perfect thing to do – in the quietness and serenity of these magical caves, she was on the lookout for mermaids! She kept asking us if we could see any and then she started pretending she could see one swim by – very soon we had several members of our tour playing along with her. Once someone told her, he had seen two mermaids behind that rock in the water – Kit was convinced forever! With 2 pee stops, endless steps, great photo shoot opportunities and the magical mermaid mystery, the caves were a big hit with the girls...
One thing I truly miss about Bermuda is the beach. On second thoughts, I think I miss it more because Kit and Kat miss it. I’m not such a great lover of excessive sun (I begin to itch especially on my hands and the sun induced migraines turn me into someone my family don’t seem to like!) but the play time with the girls on the beach is so much fun! Couple it with the pink sand beach of Horseshoe Bay and this became SUPER fun this year. This year would also be the official landmark year for Kit as it was in 2011 in Bermuda that Kit learned to play in the waves on her own. Of course, Papa and Kat were always around and near her (I was always behind!) but this was the time that Kit was not being held but was enjoying the waves on her own and OMG, the fun she had, it was written all over her smiley face! If it was not for the rip current and the rain, they could have stayed in the water all day – a true growing and glowing moment for Kit! Well done!
Back at home in NY…perfect finale to the trip were the July 4th fireworks that we watched from our room (one of the joys of being on a 40+ floor is that you don’t have to rush to the roof to get the best space anymore!) What an amazing job by Macy’s – those fireworks are great and Kit watched them wide-eyed this year (I think she was too sleepy last year)
Days well spent, sun well soaked and some great bonding time for the entire family – Goodbye Bermuda – we MISS you already!
P.S. Kat is SO happy we made it back home safe…the Bermuda Triangle was her biggest concern before we left and the hot item on her ‘to-do prayers’ every night!
Kit and Kat are slowly becoming the sisters who share and play together (it’s taken a good number of years!) and the most imaginative part of this love is their playtime together (courtesy Kat) – lovingly described as ‘School School’ by Kit.
Kit is seated on her little blue IKEA chair (originally Kat’s) – very straight and attentive. Kat makes up this grown up voice and reads out names from an ‘attendance sheet’ – for imaginary students, Kat makes up different voices to say ‘Present’ – when Kit’s name is called out, she immediately responds and also raises her hand to show her presence.
Attendance over, Kat (still in her grown up mode), announces the schedule for the day. Some days, Kit actually has a sheet with the activities for the day (courtesy my printer!).
Activities include story writing time (where Kit tells and Kat writes), spelling time (making use of a whiteboard where Kat writes ‘dog’ etc and Kat spells it) or going over the big world map on the wall.
School School also includes ‘Kumon time’ where Kat helps me tremendously by assisting Kit with her math and reading sheets (some days though, this JUST doesn’t work!) . Also interesting are the little workbooks that Kat prints from the internet purely for playing with Kit. She has now even started using her own pocket money to buy actual kindergarten workbooks (pocket money that was earlier being spent only on iTunes and her own stuff – very impressive!)
When Kat is done playing in the morning session, Kit is assigned homework which she very religiously completes!
There may or may not be another sitting on the same day but whenever Kit Kat decide to play School School next, out comes the big box from the cupboard filled with folders, colours, worksheets and School is ON!
She tries very hard to use all newly acquired words in her regular conversation SO we usually have (wise) comments like “I can see the constellation” during lunch time or “I am very depressed” when there is an argument with Kat.
What I find most interesting is her age calculation. If anyone asks her age and I say 4 years, Kit insists on saying that she is 4 and a quarter! Also, her goal is to be same age as Dora (!) who is (as per Kit) 5 years old (not a bad guess!) and Diego is 11years (surprisingly the same age as Kat)
...and so the word (and number) quest continues and in this journey we come across words like never before – “I goed (‘went’) there” , “I putted (put) it in my cupboard”.
The other day I got a hand made book which read “Bad Tme Stores” – yes, you guessed it – BED TIME STORIES!