July 31, 2007

Finally I shot some videos of Annya (having been feeling guilty that everything still seems to be orbiting around Emma). Anyway, here they are:



This one has one precious segment where Emma is singing to Annya.

Annya walks the walks, talks the talks

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Finally I shot some videos of Annya (having been feeling guilty that everything still seems to be orbiting around Emma). Anyway, here they are:



This one has one precious segment where Emma is singing to Annya.

Tuesday, July 31, 2007
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July 27, 2007



Beautiful.

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Friday, July 27, 2007
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Emma and Tricia at Millennium Park

Beautiful. A walk an the Millennium Park

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Emma and Tricia at Millennium Park

Friday, July 27, 2007
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July 26, 2007

How come I never knew there is soooo much going on in the city in the summer? Free, good programs everywhere (parks, museums, libraries), competing for my time and schedule. I was nuts jailing myself at home for years and years, bored and half-dead. I still would be the same if it were not for Emma. Now little kids brought out my energy and actions seeking fun. Like Mary Beth said, because of Emma, she found a new world, trees, new leaves, moon, everything now has a new life, and she sees them with fresh eyes.

Now I only need time, for fun and for work and for career advancement. (Sometimes I found myself madly happy. It must be the coffee I drink.)

Last Thursday, I took Emma to the Jammie night at the Evanston Library. Stories and songs, songs and stories, a room full of big kids and little kids and smiling parents, making wild gestures and funny silly sounds, pretending to be jelly fish, star fish... we had such a good time that Emma just did not want to leave even after it was ended.

Saturday and Sunday, there was ethnic arts festival. We did not go, instead, on Saturday we went to a block party Buffalo Grove, invited by Jin Jin. There we got to see and play in the big impressive fire trucks and ambulance. In the Sunday morning, a trip to the Nature museum, in the afternoon, a concert in the millennium park.

And there are all sorts of things to do this weekend, and next, and next ...

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Annya, my little bundle, was with us all the time, to movies, libraries, museums, concerts. She is really heavy now, making my shoulders and arms sore. She has grown quite a lot, longer, heavier, much much more responsive. She has very gentle sweet smile, however when she is sad, she gives you such a sad hurted look. She becomes very good with her hands, eating them freely and making loud noise as if her hands are the most delicious food in the world.

Summer fun in Chicago

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How come I never knew there is soooo much going on in the city in the summer? Free, good programs everywhere (parks, museums, libraries), competing for my time and schedule. I was nuts jailing myself at home for years and years, bored and half-dead. I still would be the same if it were not for Emma. Now little kids brought out my energy and actions seeking fun. Like Mary Beth said, because of Emma, she found a new world, trees, new leaves, moon, everything now has a new life, and she sees them with fresh eyes.

Now I only need time, for fun and for work and for career advancement. (Sometimes I found myself madly happy. It must be the coffee I drink.)

Last Thursday, I took Emma to the Jammie night at the Evanston Library. Stories and songs, songs and stories, a room full of big kids and little kids and smiling parents, making wild gestures and funny silly sounds, pretending to be jelly fish, star fish... we had such a good time that Emma just did not want to leave even after it was ended.

Saturday and Sunday, there was ethnic arts festival. We did not go, instead, on Saturday we went to a block party Buffalo Grove, invited by Jin Jin. There we got to see and play in the big impressive fire trucks and ambulance. In the Sunday morning, a trip to the Nature museum, in the afternoon, a concert in the millennium park.

And there are all sorts of things to do this weekend, and next, and next ...

====

Annya, my little bundle, was with us all the time, to movies, libraries, museums, concerts. She is really heavy now, making my shoulders and arms sore. She has grown quite a lot, longer, heavier, much much more responsive. She has very gentle sweet smile, however when she is sad, she gives you such a sad hurted look. She becomes very good with her hands, eating them freely and making loud noise as if her hands are the most delicious food in the world.

Thursday, July 26, 2007
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July 18, 2007


It used to be that morning time was up, up time for Emma, fresh and happy, talking and giggling, now mornng time for her is down, down, down time, crying, whining, stalling, no, no, no ...

However in the afternoon she is happy.

Yesterday afternoon, with my half pulling, she biked home. Then on the way, we saw the "Toddler, tune, turtles" program held at Loyola park. So eagerly and curiously we went. What a great show! We saw turtles, a baby allegator, and a Rattle Snake! Most amazingly of all, Emma touched them all. Not me, I have to control myself not running away from the black, scaly snake
turtles

Turtles, allegator and a rattle snake

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It used to be that morning time was up, up time for Emma, fresh and happy, talking and giggling, now mornng time for her is down, down, down time, crying, whining, stalling, no, no, no ...

However in the afternoon she is happy.

Yesterday afternoon, with my half pulling, she biked home. Then on the way, we saw the "Toddler, tune, turtles" program held at Loyola park. So eagerly and curiously we went. What a great show! We saw turtles, a baby allegator, and a Rattle Snake! Most amazingly of all, Emma touched them all. Not me, I have to control myself not running away from the black, scaly snake

Wednesday, July 18, 2007
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July 16, 2007

For the past few weeks, it has been a struggle to get Emma to school. She would just follow me everywhere, saying: "Mommy, I miss you", "Mommy, I do not want to go to school." "Mommy, I want to stay home with you." "Mommy, do not go."

At night, before going into sleep, she'd ask: "Mommy, after nap (sleep), where will I go?" I say, "Emma, you will go to school, and I will go to work". That is a recipe for tears. In the morning, after waking up, she would ask again, and again I would tell her that she needs to go to school. Then she would cry, protest, whine, scream, whatever, refusing or stalling to dress herself. I reason with her, saying how school would enrich her, how she has to go to school, how i have to go to work, how no use crying. She may control herself a bit, then again burst into a big cry. So I ignore her or be really strict with her, demanding she dress and tidy herself. I told her: "Emma, I do not want to hear you say that you do not want to go to school". It worked to some degree, but she still could not stop her tears.

Handing her over to her teacher induces another scene of big crying, though the teacher said, normally she would recover very quickly and collect herself and play.

Still I am tired and weary.

Is it because of the addition of Annya to the family made her so needy? But Annya spent so much time sleeping ... When will she grow out the phase?

Mommy, I miss y ou

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For the past few weeks, it has been a struggle to get Emma to school. She would just follow me everywhere, saying: "Mommy, I miss you", "Mommy, I do not want to go to school." "Mommy, I want to stay home with you." "Mommy, do not go."

At night, before going into sleep, she'd ask: "Mommy, after nap (sleep), where will I go?" I say, "Emma, you will go to school, and I will go to work". That is a recipe for tears. In the morning, after waking up, she would ask again, and again I would tell her that she needs to go to school. Then she would cry, protest, whine, scream, whatever, refusing or stalling to dress herself. I reason with her, saying how school would enrich her, how she has to go to school, how i have to go to work, how no use crying. She may control herself a bit, then again burst into a big cry. So I ignore her or be really strict with her, demanding she dress and tidy herself. I told her: "Emma, I do not want to hear you say that you do not want to go to school". It worked to some degree, but she still could not stop her tears.

Handing her over to her teacher induces another scene of big crying, though the teacher said, normally she would recover very quickly and collect herself and play.

Still I am tired and weary.

Is it because of the addition of Annya to the family made her so needy? But Annya spent so much time sleeping ... When will she grow out the phase?

Monday, July 16, 2007
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A busy week, a busy weekend as usual.

Emma was sick for most of week. Barely rid of the "pink eye" (an viral eye infection) she had the week before, she caught cold, then fever. Her fever lasted four days. Her temperature was tamed down a little (or a lot down to normal) in the morning, then jumped up to a scary high at night. But as usual, a visit to a doctor was superfluous. We did any way and was told: "It is very common. No worry. No medicine needed. Bring her back though if the fever does go away in x days".

(It is totally against my parents' philosophy which is pushing for very strong medicine. In their words, "Act early, kill the disease at bay". I appreciate the western approach, I do think it is better let our bodies fight rather than resort to stronger and stronger medicine. In many ways, I definitely think better of western values and approaches.)

Saturday MB and Emily took Emma and I to Monica's birthday party. Had some great views of the downtown's flowers and sculptures, and music too. However, Emma was quite sick and gloomy. Sunday I took her to a Folk music festival. None of the music interested her. But she had a lot of fun playing in the playground, and tasting a very sweet yellow ducky ice cream.

Emma had a fever

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A busy week, a busy weekend as usual.

Emma was sick for most of week. Barely rid of the "pink eye" (an viral eye infection) she had the week before, she caught cold, then fever. Her fever lasted four days. Her temperature was tamed down a little (or a lot down to normal) in the morning, then jumped up to a scary high at night. But as usual, a visit to a doctor was superfluous. We did any way and was told: "It is very common. No worry. No medicine needed. Bring her back though if the fever does go away in x days".

(It is totally against my parents' philosophy which is pushing for very strong medicine. In their words, "Act early, kill the disease at bay". I appreciate the western approach, I do think it is better let our bodies fight rather than resort to stronger and stronger medicine. In many ways, I definitely think better of western values and approaches.)

Saturday MB and Emily took Emma and I to Monica's birthday party. Had some great views of the downtown's flowers and sculptures, and music too. However, Emma was quite sick and gloomy. Sunday I took her to a Folk music festival. None of the music interested her. But she had a lot of fun playing in the playground, and tasting a very sweet yellow ducky ice cream.

Monday, July 16, 2007
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July 10, 2007

I do not know what poems are, but the other day what Emma said over dinner sounded like a cute, little poem to me, since I am lazy and busy to blog, I put her little "poem" below:

Growing Up Anytime, Everywhere

I grow up in the morning,
I grow up in the afternoon,
I grow up in the evening,
I grow up at night.

I grow up at my house
I grow up at Mary Beth's house
I grow up at school
I grow up inside
I grow up outside
I grow up everywhere

A little "poem" by Emma

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I do not know what poems are, but the other day what Emma said over dinner sounded like a cute, little poem to me, since I am lazy and busy to blog, I put her little "poem" below:

Growing Up Anytime, Everywhere

I grow up in the morning,
I grow up in the afternoon,
I grow up in the evening,
I grow up at night.

I grow up at my house
I grow up at Mary Beth's house
I grow up at school
I grow up inside
I grow up outside
I grow up everywhere

Tuesday, July 10, 2007
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July 06, 2007


We had a busy July 4th. We went to the millennium park, made worms using colorful beads, glued eyes on the worms' head. Emma and I got "totally, completely wet" (her words) splashing water at the crown fountain. Then we had all sorts of foods at the Taste of Chicago. At night, we watched the fireworks. When the first set of fireworks shoot up in the sky, Emma said "it was like colorful sphaghetti".

...

Again read about this little child literary prodigy Adora Svitak, who "types 70 words per minute, reads two to three books per day and writes about 100 short stories and poems per year". What is the formula to make a genius like that? Why I never have that kind of luck?

Fortunately this world is still full of fools like me, instead of genius like Adora, otherwise I have to do street cleaning for a living.

Busy July 4th and Adora Svitak

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We had a busy July 4th. We went to the millennium park, made worms using colorful beads, glued eyes on the worms' head. Emma and I got "totally, completely wet" (her words) splashing water at the crown fountain. Then we had all sorts of foods at the Taste of Chicago. At night, we watched the fireworks. When the first set of fireworks shoot up in the sky, Emma said "it was like colorful sphaghetti".

...

Again read about this little child literary prodigy Adora Svitak, who "types 70 words per minute, reads two to three books per day and writes about 100 short stories and poems per year". What is the formula to make a genius like that? Why I never have that kind of luck?

Fortunately this world is still full of fools like me, instead of genius like Adora, otherwise I have to do street cleaning for a living.

Friday, July 06, 2007
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July 04, 2007

Emma is probably not built for pianos, not from her first disastrous piano lessons any way. Last week, MB signed up for a private piano lesson in a little musical instrument store (not terribly expensive). So yesterday Emma took her first piano lesson. She simply could not get IT. She could not even simply sit at the piano as she was told. She got off the bench every 10 seconds then talked aimlessly.

I got off work early to watch her. It was unwatchable.

The teacher, a young man, pointed a piano key, "Emma, this is A".

Emma moved her finger along,
"What is this?"
"What is this?"
...

The teacher: "Emma, let's not go through so many keys now."

Emma got off the bench, "I want to learn the thunder-making machine", referring to an instrument she saw the other day, then she walked away.

...

So in less than 20 minutes, the teacher stopped teaching, we gave up the hope for Emma to play piano. And Emma said emphatically: "I do not like piano for sure."

I do not care.

A diastrous piano lesson

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Emma is probably not built for pianos, not from her first disastrous piano lessons any way. Last week, MB signed up for a private piano lesson in a little musical instrument store (not terribly expensive). So yesterday Emma took her first piano lesson. She simply could not get IT. She could not even simply sit at the piano as she was told. She got off the bench every 10 seconds then talked aimlessly.

I got off work early to watch her. It was unwatchable.

The teacher, a young man, pointed a piano key, "Emma, this is A".

Emma moved her finger along,
"What is this?"
"What is this?"
...

The teacher: "Emma, let's not go through so many keys now."

Emma got off the bench, "I want to learn the thunder-making machine", referring to an instrument she saw the other day, then she walked away.

...

So in less than 20 minutes, the teacher stopped teaching, we gave up the hope for Emma to play piano. And Emma said emphatically: "I do not like piano for sure."

I do not care.

Wednesday, July 04, 2007
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July 03, 2007


The second week since I was back to week passed fast, so fast I could hardly rememeber anything has ever happened. Yes, there was Leo's mom hepatitis B scare (still need to deal with all the possibilities, and the anger, and the mixed feelings, confusion as to what to do. But like everything else, I am resigned. What can I do? ...)

Annya slept through most of the week, she always does. The three days (Friday, Saturdaywhen I was taking care of her Friday, Saturday and Friday) I took care of her, she slept about 18 hours a day. She slept so much that I started wondering if it is normal to sleep so much. Is there something in her brain kept from waking up and play? But when she is awake, she is wonderful. She coos a lot now, and often flashes big smiles to me, then she averts my eyes a bit as if shy. She can support her head quite good now. She likes going out a lot and a lot.

Sunday I took Emma and Annya to the Children's museum. Emma's little friend Alison went too. They had a good time together, working on picnics, playing at the water plants, watching shows ... We all love the children's museum. Always so much to play, so fun to stay.

A week in a second

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The second week since I was back to week passed fast, so fast I could hardly rememeber anything has ever happened. Yes, there was Leo's mom hepatitis B scare (still need to deal with all the possibilities, and the anger, and the mixed feelings, confusion as to what to do. But like everything else, I am resigned. What can I do? ...)

Annya slept through most of the week, she always does. The three days (Friday, Saturdaywhen I was taking care of her Friday, Saturday and Friday) I took care of her, she slept about 18 hours a day. She slept so much that I started wondering if it is normal to sleep so much. Is there something in her brain kept from waking up and play? But when she is awake, she is wonderful. She coos a lot now, and often flashes big smiles to me, then she averts my eyes a bit as if shy. She can support her head quite good now. She likes going out a lot and a lot.

Sunday I took Emma and Annya to the Children's museum. Emma's little friend Alison went too. They had a good time together, working on picnics, playing at the water plants, watching shows ... We all love the children's museum. Always so much to play, so fun to stay.

Tuesday, July 03, 2007
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