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Christmas 2019

Dear Js, Another year has gone by. We’re all another year older. We received a letter from our realtor this Christmas. She is Jewish and she sends us a letter about her family every year. That reminded me that I haven’t written to you in

Catching up

Dear Js, I went to China for work for a few days. Mama said j fell asleep whimpering: “I love you daddy, daddy so far away, up in the clouds, in the sky daddy. I wish I could make you come back as soon as

Christmas letter

Christmas always reminds me how much you’ve grown spend all day together for a few weeks catch up have long conversations I stare at your faces longer than usual I want to remember all the moments I missed and every second is passing we’ll never

I can bunny hop

Dear Js, love the new bike new world of pain === Day 1 – rode bike back from seller. Rear shifter pall was gummed up, didn’t shift down. Didn’t matter, I didn’t change gears once. Seller said front might have slow leak. I think he

First visit to Grandma & Grandpa’s home (+ uncle’s wedding)

Dear Js, Oh man. We’re finally back home. You have no idea. So happy to be home. And now that we’re finally over our jetlag, let me tell you how it went… Act 1: Plane ride to KL. It started alright. We had tons of

Visit from El Nino

Dear Js, It was my birthday. You surprised me, or tried to anyway. J told you, “Don’t tell daddy about our secret.” j: “Okay, I won’t tell daddy about the cheesecake.” J: “NO!!! Don’t tell daddy about the cheesecake!!! If you EVER do that again…

Happy Earth Birthday

Dear Js, On the last day of 2014… J: “Everybody sit on the couch and watch me pop my star. 1… 2… 3… No. 3… 2… 1… POFFFF. j pop your star!” j: “Me busy Jacha.” I think I finally figured out why holidays and

First pedals

Dear Js, Guess what! Today is a day with another first. Day 1: Day 2: Day 3: It was interesting. The first thing I did before even loading it up into our trunk was take the training wheels off. I told you that the wheels

Happy Thanksgivings

Dear Js, Happy Thanksgiving! OK, confession time. I’m a grinch. Holidays make me sad. I don’t really know why. One of the reasons could be because it feels like everyone is trying to force me to be festive. JINGLE BELLS! JINGLE BELLS! Come on! Why

This made me cry on Christmas

Dear Js, ‘Twas the day before Christmas. Up north went all of us… to the Exploratorium! It was our first time. By the way, I’m off work this week and next, so you’ve been with us every day. Boy it’s killing me. My voice is