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Paolo M. Mottola Jr.

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WORD IS BORN

I started this blog WAY back in 2007 as "Word Is Born." The spirit remains the same: my thoughts and photos, random as they are. Enjoy.


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WE THREE ARE ITALIAN CITIZENS! 🇮🇹 🎉 (Note: Super weird to celebrate anything considering COVID-19 and Black injustice crises.) Twelve years ago -- way before I had kids, right before I met Amanda -- I started exploring dual citizenship. Perch&egra
WE THREE ARE ITALIAN CITIZENS! 🇮🇹 🎉 (Note: Super weird to celebrate anything considering COVID-19 and Black injustice crises.) Twelve years ago -- way before I had kids, right before I met Amanda -- I started exploring dual citizenship. Perchè no? I didn't know what the future would hold, but I knew opening more doors for education and work in my father's country and greater EU would be good for me and future generations. Oh, and the history, culture, landscapes, pride of lineage, etc. I wanted to power up from half Italian to full citizen. I set a first citizenship appointment in San Francisco in 2010, the same year Amanda and I married, but didn't get enough paperwork together time. I had some other stops and starts but thanks to some major legwork led by cousin @mikebaiocchi I finally set an appointment two years ago for a January 2020 appointment at the consulate in San Francisco. We made it a fun little family vacation. The appointment itself went well (after some fair shaming about my language progress). We came home and waited for confirmation but of course COVID-19 devastated Italy, and I didn't expect to hear anything soon. Well, the surprise came in the mail today 🙌🏻. Eliza and Matteo automatically gained citizenship. Amanda has a few more steps (notably a high level of language achievement) to gain citizenship through marriage, but I am super pumped to reach this longtime goal! Forza Italia! 🇮🇹🇮🇹🇮🇹
Took the family for a (peaceful protest) walk around the neighborhood. 👊🏻👊🏽👊🏿
Took the family for a (peaceful protest) walk around the neighborhood. 👊🏻👊🏽👊🏿
Last day in Kent HQ (but not my last at REI!). I've spent some of my best years here in the Kent valley.

I remember after leaving Eddie Bauer, my next stop had to be REI. They had a co-op model, big stores, real community events! I knocked on t
Last day in Kent HQ (but not my last at REI!). I've spent some of my best years here in the Kent valley. I remember after leaving Eddie Bauer, my next stop had to be REI. They had a co-op model, big stores, real community events! I knocked on these doors and many kind people responded. @nattyluna and @jordowilliams kindly met me for informational interviews. @lux2, after intense interrogation, finally conceded and offered me a job on the social media team to join @kelly_ann_walsh. Shout out to some of my other bosses over the years: @rowleycraig, @sarahjeanneisme @mrajet and @ph9er. Too many colleagues and teammates over the years to tag but so appreciative of the shared time. The work we did in this place will define my career and the brand for years to come. OptOutside, Force of Nature, etc. I’ve been able to pay it forward and meet people for informational interviews and hire some of them myself. I’ve met a lot of great people and forged a kit of friendship with people who were also willing to come to Kent. Because the location doesn’t matter so much as the mission. Shout out to those who literally drove with me and endured the I-5 commute that future generations won't comprehend: @jruckle @angelafgow @halleyrebecca @shelb_hall. Next stop, REI Tacoma (work at home) and a smattering of new Bellevue HQ. Onward.
I published monthly letters for these Puget Sound saltwater 🐟. Link in profile. #deareliza #dearmatteo
I published monthly letters for these Puget Sound saltwater 🐟. Link in profile. #deareliza #dearmatteo

Dear Eliza, 111 Months Old

January 10, 2025

Everyone is sick.

Thankfully, this isn’t one of those pandemic moments where the world feels like it’s shutting down. No, this is your classic “everyone-has-the-same-bug” week, and we’re about halfway through the family cycle. The symptoms haven’t been too bad—just fevers and runny noses—but it’s surprising how much these little bugs can take over. Our home has been full of call-and-response sneezes and coughs lately.

You and Matteo have both been trading “sick days” from school. Of course, “sick days” in our house are code for all-day screentime, books, and popsicles—not a bad deal if you ask me! Your mom, on the other hand, has had it rough with a fever that lasted several days and body aches. She’s been so desperate for relief she’ll take a massage from anyone, including Matteo’s karate chop style. As for me, the earaches are annoying, but I’ve probably fared the best. Mostly, I’m just tired with all the activity at work, teaching, and trying to help everyone around the house as much as I can.

You’ve definitely earned some rest. The holidays were busy, and weekends have been full of skiing. On top of that, you’ve been preparing for your school choir program and waking up early on Wednesdays and Fridays to make it to practice before school. Honestly, I’m not a fan of before-school activities at your age—you need your sleep! And you’ve made sure we remember that with your dinosaur roars and scowls on those choir mornings.

Even with everyone feeling under the weather, we’ve managed to find ways to pass the time. We’ve gone skiing a few times (you can’t get anyone sick out on those open-air runs), watched family movies, built puzzles, and spent some evenings out at the cabin. One highlight was our first family Scrabble night. Now that you and Matteo can spell enough words to play, it was a lot of fun—though we had to allow proper nouns and names to make it work. It worked, though!

I expect we’ll all be back on our feet by next week. Until then, enjoy the quiet and downtime. You need it to feel your best—and I’ll do my best to help keep things peaceful.

Love, Dad

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Dear Matteo, 90 Months Old

January 03, 2025

We are off to a great start this ski season. You are bombing down the hill and chasing down anyone you know, friends your age and adults alike.

We got a good early season snowpack and skied at Crystal Mountain right after Thanksgiving. The first morning, you were hesitant being on new, longer skis and didn’t have confidence. We left some friends go to ski on their own so we could refocus on our form and speed. By that afternoon, you were back where you left off last season. That happens to most of us. We have such long breaks between seasons that we need to get our legs fit again and remember good technique. You’re not alone!

After a few more days at Crystal Mountain, we went to Whistler before Christmas and you were able to ski everywhere. Mom and I have to really work to keep up! We skied a day with our friends Joe and Kim and their children around your age. That family skis a lot more than we do and spend weeks at Whistler, but you were able to keep up on the terrain, no problem. The more you pushed it the more you seemed to have fun and expressed yourself with hoots and hollers as you popped off small jumps and ripped through the trees off piste.

Back at Crystal Mountain, you and Eliza are insistent on skiing the Magoos run as much as possible. There’s a nice kicker before the chair lift — hence a persistent audience — and you two like to fly off the jump to occassional applause from above.

You brag back on the chair lift to Eliza: “That was a three-footer!” alluding to how much vertical air you got. Like most of us, you double the actual airtime because it feels so big. I don’t go much bigger, to be clear.

Mom and I convince you to ski more of the mountain, so we’ll scoot around the tree hits off of the infamous Queen’s Run and around Lucky Shot. We fuel you on gummy worms while we wait for the next chair at the bottom of the runs.Y

ou know there’s more to ski and asked me if you could ski Powder Bowl this season, which is off the higher and most technical Chair 6. In the right conditions, you’ll be ready soon enough. For now, enjoy the bumps and kickers and keep working on those parallel turns.

Love,
Dad

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Dear Eliza, 110 Months Old

December 10, 2024

The culmination of hours of practice on Monday and Wednesday nights over the past few weeks paid off for your holiday dance recital.

You advanced from performing just one number last recital to three this time and even delivered some storylines for an interlude skit. That’s a lot of choreography to memorize! It was also more rewarding for your family audience, including grandparents, who had to sit through a lot of other kids' dances as we waited for yours—and waited some more after for the program to conclude. This time, it felt like we saw you every two or three dances.

Your first dance was ballet to the Bing Crosby classic “Mele Kalikimaka,” followed by a hip-hop dance to “Just Got Paid” by *NSYNC (your favorite dance and Mom’s favorite because of *NSYNC), and finally, a jazz dance to “Like It’s Christmas” by the Jonas Brothers.

You had great stage presence and confidence all night. You danced gracefully, with strong movements and an easy smile. You said you got a little nervous waiting for your dances but felt fine once you were on stage. That’s how these things work: all the anxiety and anticipation leading up to your big moment (expressed in small fits of rage at home the week before the recital—we could tell), and then enjoying the performance and the audience’s reception.

After receiving all the flowers and taking photos with family, we jumped in the car the next morning to drive up to Whistler for some pre-Christmas skiing and to celebrate Uncle Scott’s birthday. We stayed at the fancy Westin resort, thanks to your old man’s Marriott points accumulation. You and Matteo enjoyed the heated pool as soon as we arrived, and you spent many cozy hours on the fold-out couch watching movies in between our ski outings.

Because of the recital timing, we missed skiing with friends but got to ski a lot as a family, which we tend to prefer anyway. The timing worked out fantastically because, by skiing later in the weekend, we missed the rain and enjoyed much better weather and snow than our friends did.

On the way back from Whistler, we stopped at Aunt Nina and Uncle Jeff’s house for Christmas with cousins, Nonno, and Julie. You opened a Magic Mixie crystal ball that you couldn’t wait to try and perform the magical spell, eager to see what stuffy reward would pop up.

Your Mom and I are holding on to what we know are the scarce years left of wondrous, magical Christmases. You and Matteo still run each morning trying to find your elves, Tinsel, Elfie, and Tiny. You’re still full of excitement for Christmas Day, eager to see what Santa will bring. Trust that he’ll deliver, and keep that big Christmas spirit in your heart long after you’re in on Santa’s secrets.

Love,
Dad

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Dear Matteo, 89 Months Old

December 03, 2024

You are legit the coolest young man I know.

Your use of "legit" is high volume these days. You legit want a certain Pokémon card. A friend at school has a legit crush on a girl. You legit don’t like music class.

I get the legitimacy of your word choice. The way you adopt slang at your age is so funny. It’s fast, and you shift keywords frequently. Sometimes you parrot my phrasing, but a lot of it comes from the bus and the older kids (up to 5th grade) you come across on the playground. You’re practicing your phrasing and tone, which happens to be a lifelong pursuit.

The other day, we were watching old videos from before you and Eliza were born, and your mom had a higher voice. I have claimed this before, but I don’t think she believed me until she watched them. I’m not sure if you kids wore out the sweetness of her higher pitch or if it just happens with age—likely both. As for diction, I have certainly adopted business phrases and jargon at work and probably cleaned up a lot of my casual slang for the sake of professionalism. Your mom and I read more than ever (and watch less TV), so I’d like to think we have more words at our disposal, or at least sharper minds to process them. Your vocabulary is growing because of reading and classroom time, too.

Now, if only you had enough words to process your big emotions. They still come and go, especially before bedtime or when you’re hungry. Or worse, both. You resort to slamming doors, throwing nearby objects, or stomping to express your anger or frustrations. It’s hard to cut through to you sometimes to let you know that we want to help or to reinforce how you did something wrong. Even our adult words fail us in those parenting moments.

Of course, this is just a phase, and the more you grow inside, the more you’ll find the words to let us know what’s wrong or how to make it better. Otherwise, and most of the time, you’re legit just having fun and enjoying the ride.

Love, Dad

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Dear Eliza, 109 Months Old

November 10, 2024

We just came back from a fun vacation in Florida.

My travels started a little earlier as I got to attend the NYC Marathon for work and spent a few days in Manhattan. I was incredibly by all of the energy around the race, the people running it and the city cheering runners on. The day after the race I ran 10 miles because I was so hyped by what I saw. I am going to try training for longer runs to see if I can run a marathon one day.

I met you, Mom and Matteo in the Miami airport where our flights arrived. Matteo gave me the classic “run up” from the gate to give me a big hug. You and Mom were more casual, but I still think that you missed me as much. We took a Lyft to our Airbnb at Bay Harbor Islands where we spend the first few nights our trip. The condo was huge and had a nice little pool on the roof. We spent the days walking around the Jewish community and its shops. I think the highlight for you and Matteo was playing in the choppy surf at the beach.

I should mention that our flight date to Miami was Election Day, and we learned the next morning that Donald Trump will be our next president again. There was a stark contrast that I saw between the pre-election days in New York with a lot of Kamala Harris support and the MAGA celebration we saw around Miami. We saw people from all walks of life supporting Trump, which says a lot about how politics are shaped geographically as much as anything. That was illustrated by the group of Jewish teenage boys we saw at the ice cream shop with their rabbi, all wearing Trump hats as well as the young Latina women we saw shopping with similar red headwear.

We rented a car to drive to the Florida Keys for a long weekend. We drove the few hours down the keys to Tranquility Bay at Marathon. The Keys were more of a stripmall highway than I expected, but our resort was a slice of paradise. We stayed in a nice townhouse across from a huge pool, and had our own sheltered lagoon. The weather was perfect as was the pool temperature. We ate greate seafood at a couple of local restaurants, including one where we saw nurse sharks eating leftovers from the kitchen.

A highlight of the entire trip was a morning at Sombrero Beach. We heard from other visitors it was their favorite becah at the Keys, so we felt lucky it was nearby. The sand and water were perfect. We all swam and dove for shells, trying to find small treasures. An older gentleman was doing the same and gave us a good size conch shell that we brought home.

We drove one day down to famous Key West on probably the hottest day and cooled off in the shops and eating ice cream — and of course Cuban iced coffees for me and your Mom. I got to see Harry Truman’s Little Whie House and we coincidentally got to watch an off-shore boat racing competition when we got to the waterfront. Choppers were flying low behind the lead pack and flew past us on their 4-mile laps. That was a jam-packed today and a nice contrast to the slow pool days we gave oursleves most of the trip.

I have to give you credit for playing really well with us the whole trip. You made quick friends your age in the pool and played catch with me, Mom and Matteo to pass the time. Of course, you were deep into a book whenever you had the chance. I think you got the break that you also needed.

Our trip ended back in Miami for catalyst of this whole trip, which was a Reuters conference I spoke at for work. We stayed where the conference was, at the downtown Miami Hilton, which again gave us a pool option (your third pool!). The first night there, we took a car to Little Havana and ate some amazing Cuban food. A band started playing toward the end of our meal, and they were a little too loud for you. I loved the music but you covered your ears for the most part. That probably has less to do with what you think of the music and more the respective volume our ears can take.

Once the conference started, I was in the hotel ballrooms and you, Mom and Matteo took off for Miami Beach. Of course, I only heard about the beach second-hand but I know that you had a blast again playing in the waves. You had such a good time that when I saw you later in the day, you gave me a scowl face because you were disappointed that I didn’t go with you. Don’t worry about me. Kids should have more playtime anyway.

I’m not sure when we’ll be in Florida next because of the long flight time (6 hours!) compared to other destinations but I am thankful for the itinerary and the places that we got to enjoy. Most of all, I am grateful for our family time.

Love, Dad

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