July 28, 2004

Monday she had a good day, smiling, crawling, walking her walks, and playing ... just a perfect baby. I guess she is full of desire of talking, she kept mumbling, ..., while giving a serious look. Too bad, no one understands her. "What do they say in babyland? Why? The oddest thing. Might as well try to tell what a birdie sings ..."

Later that evening, MB and I talked about early reading and drawing staff. To experiment on her, we took out the washable crayons and let Emma stab the crayon on the white face of refrig. Half of times, she put them in her mouth and had a big black mouth.

Tuesday she was not very content. Complaining a great deal. At night she was quite a sport, crawling in our bed everywhere, we had to pull her back from the edge of the bed ... it took her an hour to finally settle down and sleep.
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Monday she had a good day, smiling, crawling, walking her walks, and playing ... just a perfect baby. I guess she is full of desire of talking, she kept mumbling, ..., while giving a serious look. Too bad, no one understands her. "What do they say in babyland? Why? The oddest thing. Might as well try to tell what a birdie sings ..."

Later that evening, MB and I talked about early reading and drawing staff. To experiment on her, we took out the washable crayons and let Emma stab the crayon on the white face of refrig. Half of times, she put them in her mouth and had a big black mouth.

Tuesday she was not very content. Complaining a great deal. At night she was quite a sport, crawling in our bed everywhere, we had to pull her back from the edge of the bed ... it took her an hour to finally settle down and sleep.

Wednesday, July 28, 2004
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July 26, 2004

Both a busy and idle day with her. Busy with a few trips here and there, busy with a few books, a few toys, busy doing that car sound "woo-woo-woo", or birdie "tweet-tweet-tweet" all day all the way ... but also idle. A lot of times I half lied, while she sat moving bead or blocks along the track. 

I wonder if babies also feel bored. When she angry, sad, happy, excited, her face would surely show. She clearly understands a lot of things now, like hot, cold, going by by, birdie, doggie, ... but I wonder if she knows what boredom means. I remember I got bored so very often, even and especially when I was a kid ...

I hope she would think back one day that she has had a wonderful colorful childhood.

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Both a busy and idle day with her. Busy with a few trips here and there, busy with a few books, a few toys, busy doing that car sound "woo-woo-woo", or birdie "tweet-tweet-tweet" all day all the way ... but also idle. A lot of times I half lied, while she sat moving bead or blocks along the track. 

I wonder if babies also feel bored. When she angry, sad, happy, excited, her face would surely show. She clearly understands a lot of things now, like hot, cold, going by by, birdie, doggie, ... but I wonder if she knows what boredom means. I remember I got bored so very often, even and especially when I was a kid ...

I hope she would think back one day that she has had a wonderful colorful childhood.

Monday, July 26, 2004
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July 24, 2004

Two weeks have passed. I neglected to write anything for her. Too lazy, too burdened, to depressed to feel like doing anything. Yet she had growned and developed in her own course. Suddenly, or not at suddenly, she can understand many things now, she can crawl using her knees, not just on her stomach, she has developed a full range of emotions and has had her own way to express them. She loves the Pat the bunny book ... 

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Two weeks have passed. I neglected to write anything for her. Too lazy, too burdened, to depressed to feel like doing anything. Yet she had growned and developed in her own course. Suddenly, or not at suddenly, she can understand many things now, she can crawl using her knees, not just on her stomach, she has developed a full range of emotions and has had her own way to express them. She loves the Pat the bunny book ... 

Saturday, July 24, 2004
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July 11, 2004

One more week is gone. Emma turned to nine-month-old this week. She was very fussy one day, then all good for the rest of the week. She still hates crawling. I figured that on average she crawled about 2.5 meters every day this week. I have a goal for her to crawl 10 meters every day the following week. She can put stuff in a container now, be it a drawer, a basket or a bowl. She can even occasionally stack one small bowl into a big bowl, which impressed me.
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One more week is gone. Emma turned to nine-month-old this week. She was very fussy one day, then all good for the rest of the week. She still hates crawling. I figured that on average she crawled about 2.5 meters every day this week. I have a goal for her to crawl 10 meters every day the following week. She can put stuff in a container now, be it a drawer, a basket or a bowl. She can even occasionally stack one small bowl into a big bowl, which impressed me.

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July 06, 2004


Baby Emma and Leo

Proud Parents, curious babies


Taken by the Fourth of July tradition, concerned with possible thunderstorm, we BBQed on the fifth of July instead. A rather windy and sometimes chilly day. Little Emma met Little Leo, the thirteen-month-old son of my friends Liu Jing and Li Hui. Neither of them is old enough to be interested in each other. To babies as young as they are, adults, especially parents are much more reliable and fun. Therefore, Emma spent most of time in my arms, likewise, Leo spent most of time playing with his mom and dad. Such a wonder, he has fully mastered the art of walking and crawling. It was quite hilarious that he chased the balls. Emma got some catch up work to do, but of course, she is five months younger. But she was somehow more fussy than usual, we suspect that it was because teething made her so. There are two more teeth coming out.
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Baby Emma and Leo

Proud Parents, curious babies


Taken by the Fourth of July tradition, concerned with possible thunderstorm, we BBQed on the fifth of July instead. A rather windy and sometimes chilly day. Little Emma met Little Leo, the thirteen-month-old son of my friends Liu Jing and Li Hui. Neither of them is old enough to be interested in each other. To babies as young as they are, adults, especially parents are much more reliable and fun. Therefore, Emma spent most of time in my arms, likewise, Leo spent most of time playing with his mom and dad. Such a wonder, he has fully mastered the art of walking and crawling. It was quite hilarious that he chased the balls. Emma got some catch up work to do, but of course, she is five months younger. But she was somehow more fussy than usual, we suspect that it was because teething made her so. There are two more teeth coming out.

Tuesday, July 06, 2004
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July 05, 2004

Independance Day. Fireworks Day. A sunny day, though the weather forcast predicted it would rain or there would be scattered thunder storms, as a result of which we put off our bbq to the following monday.

Emma seemed not to be so in holiday mood. She was quite fussy. She slept quite a lot.

A lot of people gathered along the lake. Big crowds everywhere. Big fat cops in black uniforms patrolled the area. The air smells BBQ and fireworks powder. A band played various July-4th appropriate music.

We took Emma out for a walk, walking slowly along the lake, through the crowds, stoping here and there watching babies and listening to the music. Around 9:30, darkness completely fell, one after one fireworks lit up the sky, while crowds got excited, Emma somehow seemed a little scared, she turned her head and looked up at the fireworks for a while, then turned back to me and held me tightly and whined a little. We took her home half an hour later.

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Independance Day. Fireworks Day. A sunny day, though the weather forcast predicted it would rain or there would be scattered thunder storms, as a result of which we put off our bbq to the following monday.

Emma seemed not to be so in holiday mood. She was quite fussy. She slept quite a lot.

A lot of people gathered along the lake. Big crowds everywhere. Big fat cops in black uniforms patrolled the area. The air smells BBQ and fireworks powder. A band played various July-4th appropriate music.

We took Emma out for a walk, walking slowly along the lake, through the crowds, stoping here and there watching babies and listening to the music. Around 9:30, darkness completely fell, one after one fireworks lit up the sky, while crowds got excited, Emma somehow seemed a little scared, she turned her head and looked up at the fireworks for a while, then turned back to me and held me tightly and whined a little. We took her home half an hour later.

Monday, July 05, 2004
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July 04, 2004

Sometimes rain drizzles
Along breeze comes
It is like a lullaby
that Mom softly sings

Sometimes rain drops
Yet the sun also shines
Then high in the sky
A beautiful rainbow hangs

Sometimes rain pours
And thunder roars
It must be throwing a tantrum
Without any reasons

The Rain

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Sometimes rain drizzles
Along breeze comes
It is like a lullaby
that Mom softly sings

Sometimes rain drops
Yet the sun also shines
Then high in the sky
A beautiful rainbow hangs

Sometimes rain pours
And thunder roars
It must be throwing a tantrum
Without any reasons

Sunday, July 04, 2004
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July 03, 2004

I love mommy
Mummy loves me

I love Daddy
Daddy loves me

I love grandma
Grandma loves me

I love everyone
Everyone loves me

Everyone loves Me

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I love mommy
Mummy loves me

I love Daddy
Daddy loves me

I love grandma
Grandma loves me

I love everyone
Everyone loves me

Saturday, July 03, 2004
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Riding on Mom's shoulders,
Sitting in Mom's arms,
Mom and I are a team

Swing, we swing,
Up in the air
Slide, we slide
Down to the ground
Crowl, we crowl
Slowly on the ramp
Walk, we walk
Gingerly along the rod

Out to the lake
Water we splash
Sitting on the beach
Sand we sift

Dressed in red, orange, or blue
School children play in teams
Mommy and I are a team too

Mom and I are a team

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Riding on Mom's shoulders,
Sitting in Mom's arms,
Mom and I are a team

Swing, we swing,
Up in the air
Slide, we slide
Down to the ground
Crowl, we crowl
Slowly on the ramp
Walk, we walk
Gingerly along the rod

Out to the lake
Water we splash
Sitting on the beach
Sand we sift

Dressed in red, orange, or blue
School children play in teams
Mommy and I are a team too

Saturday, July 03, 2004
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July 02, 2004

The sun shines brightly. Big, playful tides roll up to the shore. People, children and dogs are all out, enjoying the full bloom of summer.

My long holiday weekend starts from today too. I spent a whole day with Emma. As a norm, whenever I am not at work, Leo would throw the responsibility of babysitting to me. Whatever.

We stayed at home, reading books for a while, we tried a few kinds of baby food. But Emma only likes real adult food. She ate green bell peppers and chicken, spiced and salted. She turned resolutely away from her mushy tasteless boring babyfood. She grabbed cherries and sqeezed them and used her two little white pearls to cut through them. Soon enough, she got a funny bloody-red mouth and red-juice stained shirt. I let her.

We went to the beach, the children's park. A lot of children, led by the school teachers, dressed in either red, orange, blue or white were also there. Emma stared at them, then lazily let me swing her up and down. We then climbed the ramp, slid together down the slides. On the beach, she got sand everywhere in her body, even in her butt. She kept mumbling "mm- mma - mmm - mmmma ...". I swang her in the water, screaming when the tides went up to my knees, and she curled up her legs, quite smartly

I think we had a good time. Need to confirm with Emma about this one day when she grows up.
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The sun shines brightly. Big, playful tides roll up to the shore. People, children and dogs are all out, enjoying the full bloom of summer.

My long holiday weekend starts from today too. I spent a whole day with Emma. As a norm, whenever I am not at work, Leo would throw the responsibility of babysitting to me. Whatever.

We stayed at home, reading books for a while, we tried a few kinds of baby food. But Emma only likes real adult food. She ate green bell peppers and chicken, spiced and salted. She turned resolutely away from her mushy tasteless boring babyfood. She grabbed cherries and sqeezed them and used her two little white pearls to cut through them. Soon enough, she got a funny bloody-red mouth and red-juice stained shirt. I let her.

We went to the beach, the children's park. A lot of children, led by the school teachers, dressed in either red, orange, blue or white were also there. Emma stared at them, then lazily let me swing her up and down. We then climbed the ramp, slid together down the slides. On the beach, she got sand everywhere in her body, even in her butt. She kept mumbling "mm- mma - mmm - mmmma ...". I swang her in the water, screaming when the tides went up to my knees, and she curled up her legs, quite smartly

I think we had a good time. Need to confirm with Emma about this one day when she grows up.

Friday, July 02, 2004
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