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I just finished Everything Matters! and I want to sit here and write about how poignant it was and how much it made me feel, but I’m slightly overwhelmed by the consequences that reading this book might have. For someone like me who debates every decision with an unrelenting fear that every choice could lead to an alternate future, this book was probably the worst idea (or maybe the best).

Ami's Annual Check Up// Mama Ditch Day

Took a trip to the doctor's yesterday morning (bright and early) for the annual physician's approval of my parenting ability, or otherwise known as the Kid's yearly well-visit. These days are always guaranteed to be an adventure because we usually schedule the appointment for ridiculously early times (8am) and therefore always have to contend with ridiculously ridiculous Westwood traffic. We are always running late, which means that traffic issues provide us with an overdose of anxiety and adrenaline. Luckily, this year we made it within the 15-minutes-late window so everything was kosher and we didn't have to reschedule.

This (I think) will be the first time I write down the Kid's stats which probably makes me a horrible mother, but I didn't have things all that together the first couple of years, so whatever. And anyway, it is only as he is getting older that the reality of him one day not being attached to my hip is setting in and I want to be able to look back and remember every detail. 

Without further ado: Ami at 3 years, 2 months, 10 days:

- 95th percentile in height
- 41 inches tall (which means he is only 21.4 inches, or LESS THAN 2 FEET from being as tall as I am!)
- 55 inch head (which confirms we were correct when we nicknamed him Big Head)
- still drinking too much milk (I dare Dr. L to ween that kid from his milk addiction. At least we dropped boob and bottle a long time ago)
- intelligent and articulate (but we already new that)

Even with the stress of getting there on time I really look forward to these days because it usually means I can skip work and hang out with Ami for the rest of the day. We went to breakfast with the hubs, then hung out just the two of us (+ my mom part of the day) when Mark had to go to school. It was a good day.

Goals// Book Edition

I have never been one to make resolutions, as I think I have discussed before here. I usually try to avoid disappointment, which is why I often times avoid committing myself to accomplishing anything (that sounds horrible.)

However, this year I decided to go against my acquired grain and make a commitment to myself. I promised myself that I would read at least one book a month. 12 books for 2011. While that should be easy given that last semester I read approximately one book a week, it is a lot harder to read for reading's sake than it is to read in an effort to prevent major embarrassment during class discussions.

I would like to report (to myself, because I am holding myself accountable) that so far I have not failed. Month one was a success; I read Battle Hymn of the Tiger Mother, which incidentally was an excellent beginning-of-the-year-book since it completely made me reevaluate my role as a mother in the year (and years) to come.

Now month two, I've begun two books. with approximately 2 weeks left I feel confident at least one of those will be finished. Let's see who keeps my attention longer: Ron Currie Jr. and his EVERYTHING MATTERS or Jack Kerouac and his DHARMA BUMS.