April 30, 2008

The number of photos of Annya grows exponentially. My sister never stops taking and sending them to me. My mom said my sister was so in love with Annya and so babied her, probably more so than I ever did (she was critical of me, of my casual style of caring a baby). Every time I call home, I can hear Annya babbling loudly over the phone, while my sister and mom laughs and explains how Annya eats, sleeps, being extraordinarily cute and happy.

They say she loves dancing and music, crawls all over. Best of all, she loves to eat. They say she has developed a daily routine of napping, snacking, eating and playing now. They say she can say: ye-ye (grandpa) and bao-bao (hold me) and is starting to say po-po (grandma). They say she can stand without support. She walks from furniture to furniture.

I love the pictures streaming over in my inbox. I love that little bald cute baby. Never thought bald could look so good. I love her smiles.

On the home front, Emma and I are taking good care of each other. We are a good pair. We play, talk, laugh, bicker, do chores (laundry, she put in the coins and throw clothes into the dryer and washer; cooking, she cracks eggs and cut tomatoes).

I love (also frown at) that in the morning she pretends to be sleep still, looping her arms around me, her body warm and soft; love that she say to me: “Mommy, you have not give me good night hugs and kisses.” She also says: “Mommy, I will never be a bad guy, because then I would scare you away, then where do I find you?”

I love that mommy is the most important thing to her. The other day we were reading a simple story: a baby hippo lost her mommy in the tsunami and she cried “ma, ma, ma …” Emma was so sad that tears streamed down her cheeks and she could not stop crying.

I just love them. LOVE Emma and Annya.

LOVE Emma and Annya

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The number of photos of Annya grows exponentially. My sister never stops taking and sending them to me. My mom said my sister was so in love with Annya and so babied her, probably more so than I ever did (she was critical of me, of my casual style of caring a baby). Every time I call home, I can hear Annya babbling loudly over the phone, while my sister and mom laughs and explains how Annya eats, sleeps, being extraordinarily cute and happy.

They say she loves dancing and music, crawls all over. Best of all, she loves to eat. They say she has developed a daily routine of napping, snacking, eating and playing now. They say she can say: ye-ye (grandpa) and bao-bao (hold me) and is starting to say po-po (grandma). They say she can stand without support. She walks from furniture to furniture.

I love the pictures streaming over in my inbox. I love that little bald cute baby. Never thought bald could look so good. I love her smiles.

On the home front, Emma and I are taking good care of each other. We are a good pair. We play, talk, laugh, bicker, do chores (laundry, she put in the coins and throw clothes into the dryer and washer; cooking, she cracks eggs and cut tomatoes).

I love (also frown at) that in the morning she pretends to be sleep still, looping her arms around me, her body warm and soft; love that she say to me: “Mommy, you have not give me good night hugs and kisses.” She also says: “Mommy, I will never be a bad guy, because then I would scare you away, then where do I find you?”

I love that mommy is the most important thing to her. The other day we were reading a simple story: a baby hippo lost her mommy in the tsunami and she cried “ma, ma, ma …” Emma was so sad that tears streamed down her cheeks and she could not stop crying.

I just love them. LOVE Emma and Annya.

Wednesday, April 30, 2008
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April 22, 2008

In only one week, Annya will be one. Emma has already sung "Happy Birthday, dear Annya"

Too bad, we cannot be with her.

Made a video for her birthday.

Annya's 1st birthday

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In only one week, Annya will be one. Emma has already sung "Happy Birthday, dear Annya"

Too bad, we cannot be with her.

Made a video for her birthday.

Tuesday, April 22, 2008
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April 15, 2008

There should have been many funny talks from Emma had I collected them. Too bad, I did not.

However, I did remember a few.

In English, Emma surely have more and more authority. So she corrects me sometimes, "Mommy, not party. It is POTTY", "No, not Necklace, it is Nickolas." ...

However, in Chinese, she definitely need more years to become a "native". Yesterday, we were listening to song, a girl was singing: "Do not ask me why I 流浪(roam around)". Emma was confused, she asked: "Why she say 牛奶 (milk)?"

Of course, she confuses verbs and adjectives and nouns all the time.

Then there is a joke from her about Jesus. She went to Church with Jamey her friend. When she came back, she told me: "Mommy, they told us a story about Cheeses." "Cheeses and Mary. That Mary, Mary had a little lamb"

Of course, the classic is this:

In school, each child is asked about what their mommy and daddy do at work.

Emma's answer: "My mommy types on the computer. My daddy looks at books".

(Another child got it even better: "My mommy pops popcorns. My daddy pops popcorns too. They are popcorn makers!".

Emma's friend mena said: " ... my dad works in a coffee shop ...")
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Emma's funny talks

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There should have been many funny talks from Emma had I collected them. Too bad, I did not.

However, I did remember a few.

In English, Emma surely have more and more authority. So she corrects me sometimes, "Mommy, not party. It is POTTY", "No, not Necklace, it is Nickolas." ...

However, in Chinese, she definitely need more years to become a "native". Yesterday, we were listening to song, a girl was singing: "Do not ask me why I 流浪(roam around)". Emma was confused, she asked: "Why she say 牛奶 (milk)?"

Of course, she confuses verbs and adjectives and nouns all the time.

Then there is a joke from her about Jesus. She went to Church with Jamey her friend. When she came back, she told me: "Mommy, they told us a story about Cheeses." "Cheeses and Mary. That Mary, Mary had a little lamb"

Of course, the classic is this:

In school, each child is asked about what their mommy and daddy do at work.

Emma's answer: "My mommy types on the computer. My daddy looks at books".

(Another child got it even better: "My mommy pops popcorns. My daddy pops popcorns too. They are popcorn makers!".

Emma's friend mena said: " ... my dad works in a coffee shop ...")

Tuesday, April 15, 2008
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The cutest and youngest looking Kung-Fu monk.

KungFu monk

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The cutest and youngest looking Kung-Fu monk.

Tuesday, April 15, 2008
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April 10, 2008



Time flies. It has been nearly a month since grandma, grandpa and Annya left.

We called home every week. Annya is always the central topic of the conversation.

Annya has quickly adjusted to her new home and the coming and going of my sisters and in-laws, my nephew and the many relatives. She is a happy girl with a big appetite, what she can gulp everyday amazes everyone. Everyday, she eats a lot of milk,almost a whole egg, farm hen, the best baby formula (that every little chinese kid eats), fish, vegetables ... She loves spicy food.

She is the darling of everyone. However, she definitely has created a lot of work for everyone too. For half a month, my mom is going to a hospital to get some treatment for her knee problem, so my sister has to take the the time off to take care of Annya.

I feel guilty that they have to sacrifice so much.

Emma still says she misses Annya. Every a few days, she would say:

"Mommy, when will Annya come back?"
"She will be back in July."
"But mommy I cannot wait."

Sometimes, she would suddenly cry: "Mommy I miss Annya!"

That makes me sad. That makes me wonder too, what it is in Annya that makes her so missed? Emma does not mention nearly as much about her grandma and grandpa, even they always had good times together; she rarely mentions Leo, her dad.

I had another parent meeting with Dawn, Emma's teacher. Again, Dawn said many good things about Emma. We talked about the seperation between Leo and I, about my parents and Annya leaving for china. I have not detected a lot (or I just do not remember) of impacts these things had on Emma, however, Dawn said Emma was a little "off" the first couple of weeks when we moved out and into another place. Then she became herself, happy, curious, chirpy, talky.

She and mena has become great friends in school. She and Jamie have become fast friends at home. They do a lot of things together on weekends. Jamie is almost one year younger than Emma, somehow she looks bigger. She is a very capable and smart girl.

Time flies. However, sometimes it feels not fast enough.

Week 4

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Time flies. It has been nearly a month since grandma, grandpa and Annya left.

We called home every week. Annya is always the central topic of the conversation.

Annya has quickly adjusted to her new home and the coming and going of my sisters and in-laws, my nephew and the many relatives. She is a happy girl with a big appetite, what she can gulp everyday amazes everyone. Everyday, she eats a lot of milk,almost a whole egg, farm hen, the best baby formula (that every little chinese kid eats), fish, vegetables ... She loves spicy food.

She is the darling of everyone. However, she definitely has created a lot of work for everyone too. For half a month, my mom is going to a hospital to get some treatment for her knee problem, so my sister has to take the the time off to take care of Annya.

I feel guilty that they have to sacrifice so much.

Emma still says she misses Annya. Every a few days, she would say:

"Mommy, when will Annya come back?"
"She will be back in July."
"But mommy I cannot wait."

Sometimes, she would suddenly cry: "Mommy I miss Annya!"

That makes me sad. That makes me wonder too, what it is in Annya that makes her so missed? Emma does not mention nearly as much about her grandma and grandpa, even they always had good times together; she rarely mentions Leo, her dad.

I had another parent meeting with Dawn, Emma's teacher. Again, Dawn said many good things about Emma. We talked about the seperation between Leo and I, about my parents and Annya leaving for china. I have not detected a lot (or I just do not remember) of impacts these things had on Emma, however, Dawn said Emma was a little "off" the first couple of weeks when we moved out and into another place. Then she became herself, happy, curious, chirpy, talky.

She and mena has become great friends in school. She and Jamie have become fast friends at home. They do a lot of things together on weekends. Jamie is almost one year younger than Emma, somehow she looks bigger. She is a very capable and smart girl.

Time flies. However, sometimes it feels not fast enough.

Thursday, April 10, 2008
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