Dear Matteo, 38 Months Old

You have a song in your heart.

When left on your own to play or read, you often hum a tune or sing a hook out loud. Your song choices are show jingles like PJMasks and Paw Patrol or the newest Taylor Swift song. Sometimes you get into a rock mood and will sing the few mumbled words you know from the Bruce Springsteen songs your Mom plays in the kitchen. This all started months ago when you’d lay in bed at night and try dinnertime prayers or other phrases you heard throughout the day aloud.

I’m amazed at your natural inclination to recite and repeat as a way of learning. It really works for you.

We always know when you’re in the music zone. EIther you don’t understand how loud you are or don’t care because you sing like no one’s watching, even when you know they are. I can’t say you have any sense of pitch because your voice is monotone, the equvalent of a toddler barotone, and focused more on the timing and words, less the melody. I never got past that stage myself.

I hesitate to say you come from a musical family. I played in garage bands, not singing, and your Mom can definitely hold a tune but never played an instrument. We have some cousins who have had real talent and aspirations. Maybe you’ll have the generational breakthrough.

You’re also working on your stage performance. Eliza loves to dance and really shakes it out. You follow her lead and more recently have been willing to dance on your own. You have a “macho” approach to dance, scruffing your face with clenched fists like you’re going to pick a fight but twisting and wriggling to the music. You’ll break out the air guitar, which you compact like an air violin, when you hear the guitar solos. It’s very Wayne’s World and you’ll understand that dated SNL reference many years from now.

Keep that song in your heart. Music has helped me process good and tough times. Music has helped me and connect with people, when I’ve been on stage and in the crowd. People are always looking to follow the music. It just takes someone to drop the beat to get the party started. It’s your turn.

Love, Dad

Dear Eliza, 58 Months Old

You have turned into a gigantic bookworm. We’re blazing through the Magic Treehouse book series. At their early-reader font size and page length, we can get through about a book a day. Thank God there are dozens of them and other “chapter books” series to explore after that.

I can’t say I’ve been a prolific or consistent reader, and I usually prefer articles and magazines over books. You must have rubbed off on me because I am reading novels again and think I’m sleeping better because of it — reading your books and then mine before dozing off. Thanks for the nudge there.

Reading is incredibly important for many reasons but most important to me is how much knowledge I can extract from smart people who share their imagination (fiction) and wisdom (non-fiction) much faster than just about any other way to go about it — classrooms, networking, even podcasts.

We’ve recently found a new way to intersect your imagination with your passion for art: Eliza’s Art Shop. It’s a new game where I pretend to be on the computer and check your shop email. I’m your admin. I read aloud all the requests from friends and family for art orders: a picture of Lake Chelan for Grandma Vicki, a Tacoma Hat for Popa Roger, a fairy butterfly for Nonno, etc. You let me know how much each request costs and we exchange imaginary money for your toy cash register. I do not have permission to run the register for Eliza’s Art Shop yet but somehow I have all of the money from the people who emailed. You also have a very elastic price range between $3-$11. After receiving orders and exchanging money, you head toward your art area to fulfill the orders you’ve memorized. Sometime within an hour you reemerge with all the art to spec, hand it to me and ask if we’ve gotten any new email.

I am impressed by your work ethic, sense of economics and product order memorization. You also have a way of formalizing the inflections in your work voice that signals professionalism. I wouldn’t at all be surprised to see Eliza’s Art Shop flourish under your direction, and I’m a proud first employee. Between all of this reading and entrepreneurial endeavor, we’re both thinking big.

Love always,
Dad

Dear Matteo, 37 Months Old

We’re local tourists this summer. Take that, COVID-19. You can take away our big international trips but you can’t keep us home.

Our summer getaway strategy has been housesitting while other people are doing their own travel. We’ve rotated between your Uncle Jeff’s parent’s house, Jim and Cassandra’s beach house, the Broili house and Aunt Nina and Uncle Jeff’s house this past month. That has put us in La Conner, Key Center, (deeper) North Tacoma and Bellingham. It’s been awesome to base out of these different places for local adventures.

The major through line at all of these places has been water. You’ve gotten a ton of swim time at lakes, in the Puget Sound and of course in our oversized patio pool on the weekdays in between. It’s important to get comfortable in water and eventually without a life jacket. There are a lot of water activities to enjoy, but you can’t sink.

All of this water time has really inspired your Mom and I to look at more lake access places and even the idea of owning our own lake house one day. Fresh water is hard to come by in this region of the country, but it’s possible. We’re not opposed to being on the Sound as an alternative. You, reading this in the future, can tell me if we had any success. Mark this letter as the moment we got somewhat serious about trying.

Your Mom and I have made ourselves famous among our friends and family for always teasing a real estate idea but of course never really acting on it. Our version of crying wolf is crying Redfin. The real challenge we have is focus on what we want. Being opportunistic is great and all, but focus is what drives decisions. I think you’ll find that to be true in most aspects of life: education, career, love, real estate. You keeping swimming, we’ll keep house hunting and let’s see where we all get.

Love, Dad

Dear Eliza, 57 Months Old

Summer is in full effect and you’re getting so much beach time! Last weekend we met up with the Ballews and crashed at Uncle Jeff’s parents house in La Conner. We shared the house with your cousins one night and had the second night to ourselves. During COVID it’s hard to “get away” anywhere far or responsibly but that was a nice change of scenery for all of us. The house was right across from the beach and you and Matteo had plenty of time to build forts and play in the rocks. I hear they have sand in California, but really, who can beat rocks?

You also found some courage hunting for crabs with Matteo. He has no hesitation grabbing any size of crab he uncovers but you, like me, are cautious. You found some fearlessness and started picking up crabs, squealing “I’m not scared anymore” through a huge grin. We both laughed. I still didn’t pick up any crabs.

Courage is an especially important trait to lean into. 

Courage is going to be picking up more animals with sharp claws. Courage is going to be making new friends and going to new schools. Courage is understanding people and perspectives you’re unfamiliar with. Courage is going to be putting yourself out there. 

You’re so good at expressing yourself through art and already. The other day you made a “snowball machine” that you said you’d use to make money so I don’t have to work. I like your line of thinking and will continue to encourage you to find ways to support me financially.

Another point of courage will be taking critique and criticism. When you put yourself out there, you’ll get your fair share of it. In the enshrined words of Chris Cornell: “Be yourself is all that you can do.” Believe me, that will always be enough!

Love, Dad

Dear Matteo, 36 Months Old

Hello there my 3-year-old!!!

You are seriously such a big kid. You are on track to be the first 6-foot Mottola. As you tower over us in the future and look back on these letters, I want you to know that you were never focused on your height. You focused on growing a beard and having big toes. Weird, I know. You go back and forth on facial hair, sometimes being excited by the idea and sometimes crying and defying you’ll ever get it. Sorry, but at 1/4 Italian and looking at your mother’s paternal line you will definitely get a full beard. It’s not that we push the idea on you. Rather, you come to your own realizations and opinions. Similarly, you like to walk up to me and point at my big toes and excitedly tell me that you’ll have toes just like me one day. This will be true, and they too will have hair!

We did our best under COVID-19 circumstances to throw you a birthday party. We took a “rotation” approach and started out with the Chaffees and Jorge early in the day, kicked them out and welcomed extended family. Nina’s family stayed with us through the weekend, so you had constant playtime (or ignorance, depending on the time of day and game) with your cousins Harry and Winnie. We threw you a Star Wars-themed party and as a result you got many Star Wars toys and games and several costumes. I dressed up and surprised you mid-party as Obi-Wan Kenobi to engage in an epic battle with you, donning your new Darth Vader light saber. I took the high ground. You know how the story goes.

The party and remaining Fourth of July weekend had less fireworks than usual, due to all the cancelled events. The real winner in all of that is Greta, who is absolutely terrified by fireworks and usually shivers her way anxiously through the night. COVID-19 restrictions always have a silver lining for someone.

On these birthday letters I am inspired to think a little bigger and reflect on what your year has been and what the future has in store for you. The last year can be captured in one word: Personality. You have a big one. You are loud and boisterous and excited. You fill a room with energy and charisma. I hope you leverage that personality with leadership and responsibility. Our culture and society are in dividing times. Hard to say if the moment is unprecedented or totally normal. Looking back at the last century, it seems most common to have divisions but the topics change and trend toward better equality. We’re going to need some boisterous, big personalities to weigh in on the fairness and equality in the debates of future generations. Bring your listening ears (and big toes), not light sabers, and I bet you’ll help make progress.

Love always, Dad