August 25, 2008


Moving seems to be one indicator of instability. Narration of Tom Cruise's childhood always starts with his constant moving and changing schools with his single-mom.

I do not know. I am excited to move to a new place.

(And Tom Cruise becomes a great movie star.)

This weekend, I will uproot my little family and move. Emma will change school. Looks like my little home will always be within a short orbit of her school. Then maybe one day the center probably will be annya's school, or both of their schools, whereever they will be.

Emma took it for granted. She is always this calm and cheerful. She happily discussed the prospect of new school with me:

"Mommy, I will not be an explorer. Because we are going to move to Lincoln park. Oh, no, lakeview. Sally and Arron too. Then Mena will come back!"

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Quotes from Emma recently.

"Mommy, I adore, adore, adore ... you". She said this after she learned the word "adore".

"Mommy, grandma is your mother, grandpa is your father. Right?"
"Yes"
"Daddy is your husband. Right?"
"He used to be. Not any more"
"Then he is just a daddy."

"Mommy, if you make a wish, then a white horse will take it up to heaven"
"Really? What wish you want to make?"
"The white horse take grandma, grandpa and Annya back."
"Where is heaven?"
"I do not know. Maybe it is your imagination".

On the move

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Moving seems to be one indicator of instability. Narration of Tom Cruise's childhood always starts with his constant moving and changing schools with his single-mom.

I do not know. I am excited to move to a new place.

(And Tom Cruise becomes a great movie star.)

This weekend, I will uproot my little family and move. Emma will change school. Looks like my little home will always be within a short orbit of her school. Then maybe one day the center probably will be annya's school, or both of their schools, whereever they will be.

Emma took it for granted. She is always this calm and cheerful. She happily discussed the prospect of new school with me:

"Mommy, I will not be an explorer. Because we are going to move to Lincoln park. Oh, no, lakeview. Sally and Arron too. Then Mena will come back!"

==========

Quotes from Emma recently.

"Mommy, I adore, adore, adore ... you". She said this after she learned the word "adore".

"Mommy, grandma is your mother, grandpa is your father. Right?"
"Yes"
"Daddy is your husband. Right?"
"He used to be. Not any more"
"Then he is just a daddy."

"Mommy, if you make a wish, then a white horse will take it up to heaven"
"Really? What wish you want to make?"
"The white horse take grandma, grandpa and Annya back."
"Where is heaven?"
"I do not know. Maybe it is your imagination".

Monday, August 25, 2008
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August 16, 2008

Emma was lucky to get into Loyola preschool.

The first year, she learned English. After staying mute for about two months, she suddenly bursted out of her silence and into a stream of English sentences. That was marvellous. Everyone was awed.

She made a very good friend, the cute little girl Sally. They are now kind of drifting apart though.

She brought home everyday pages and pages of doodling, messy webs of interwined lines, color blobs, big trees traced from precut shapes and smeared with layers of colors.

She loved her teachers and was loved back. When Noveil left, she made her a card, saying: you are very fantastic. Yes, she learned all those fatastic words.

She developed westernized appetite. Her favorite food: Macroni Cheese, pizza, salad especially baby carrots.

The second year, she graduated from an adventurer to an invistigator. The invistigator class surely have invistigated a good deal of things: family, different cultures, outerspace, the sea, movement and forces, seeds and plants.

The outer space project really blasted off. So Emma was full of outspace questions and declarations, which was somewhat embarrasing to me, because my knowledge of outerspace is pretty much at her level minus the unbridled imagination plus cliches. Thank goodness we have internet! So I pulled internet pictures for her.

Projects about seeds and plants are interesting. She was excited about her growing bean. In repsonse, we grew tomatos and flowers at home.

Her drawing skills have bloomed and become truely delightful. I am wholeheartedly marvelled at the colors, designs, and very imaginative yet semi-realistic representations. And they are getting better and better.

They hired a music teacher in school. Emma has learned a lot of great songs. She chanted them sometimes at home. So I learned some too.

This year she made another great friend at school: Philomena. Her teacher Dawn said: they were like two old women who have nothing to do everyday but chat, chat and chat.

She does not nap much anymore.

She grew taller, but still short standing with her same-age pals.

Happy Times at Loyola

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Emma was lucky to get into Loyola preschool.

The first year, she learned English. After staying mute for about two months, she suddenly bursted out of her silence and into a stream of English sentences. That was marvellous. Everyone was awed.

She made a very good friend, the cute little girl Sally. They are now kind of drifting apart though.

She brought home everyday pages and pages of doodling, messy webs of interwined lines, color blobs, big trees traced from precut shapes and smeared with layers of colors.

She loved her teachers and was loved back. When Noveil left, she made her a card, saying: you are very fantastic. Yes, she learned all those fatastic words.

She developed westernized appetite. Her favorite food: Macroni Cheese, pizza, salad especially baby carrots.

The second year, she graduated from an adventurer to an invistigator. The invistigator class surely have invistigated a good deal of things: family, different cultures, outerspace, the sea, movement and forces, seeds and plants.

The outer space project really blasted off. So Emma was full of outspace questions and declarations, which was somewhat embarrasing to me, because my knowledge of outerspace is pretty much at her level minus the unbridled imagination plus cliches. Thank goodness we have internet! So I pulled internet pictures for her.

Projects about seeds and plants are interesting. She was excited about her growing bean. In repsonse, we grew tomatos and flowers at home.

Her drawing skills have bloomed and become truely delightful. I am wholeheartedly marvelled at the colors, designs, and very imaginative yet semi-realistic representations. And they are getting better and better.

They hired a music teacher in school. Emma has learned a lot of great songs. She chanted them sometimes at home. So I learned some too.

This year she made another great friend at school: Philomena. Her teacher Dawn said: they were like two old women who have nothing to do everyday but chat, chat and chat.

She does not nap much anymore.

She grew taller, but still short standing with her same-age pals.

Saturday, August 16, 2008
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August 12, 2008

Last week I found my bike was stolen and the cable lock was cut and left by the pole where the bike was. I felt terrible. Not Emma. She was still the same cheerful Emma.

Why are you not sad? I asked her.
Why?
Because I lost my bike, we do not have a bike to use any more.
Well, mommy, someone wants to use a bike, so he took it. It is ok.
No, it is not ok. It is not ok to steal. Bad guys steal things.
Oh, that guy is a bad guy?
Yes, he stole my bike.
What do bad guys look like?
I do not know. They look like anybody.
Where do bad guys live?
I do not know. They could live in good houses or bad houses.
...
If I read books, I am not a bad guy. Right? Emma asked
No, bad guys are people who steal, or hurt people. I said
Or if they took flowers from the garden.
...

Where do bad guys live?

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Last week I found my bike was stolen and the cable lock was cut and left by the pole where the bike was. I felt terrible. Not Emma. She was still the same cheerful Emma.

Why are you not sad? I asked her.
Why?
Because I lost my bike, we do not have a bike to use any more.
Well, mommy, someone wants to use a bike, so he took it. It is ok.
No, it is not ok. It is not ok to steal. Bad guys steal things.
Oh, that guy is a bad guy?
Yes, he stole my bike.
What do bad guys look like?
I do not know. They look like anybody.
Where do bad guys live?
I do not know. They could live in good houses or bad houses.
...
If I read books, I am not a bad guy. Right? Emma asked
No, bad guys are people who steal, or hurt people. I said
Or if they took flowers from the garden.
...

Tuesday, August 12, 2008
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August 02, 2008

Here are some things emma said that made me laugh:

The Morse store is so kind, they let us buy everything we want and let us pay money.

I am too sleepy to sleep. After I laughed, she got more ideas, she added: I am too silly to silly, too tired to be tired ...

She also said: Mommy, when you are doing computer work, washing dishes, cooking dinner, I will write everything in my books.

We make bread (cake with very little sugar) together, she said: wow, mommy, this is yummy, fruity and milky.

Here is her cake/bread song:

Do you know I have
a little little cake
that I bake
After we have lunch
We'll have some cake
that I bake
So much fun to eat.

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Ah-be-di-da, Ah-be-di-ba,
We can make a cake together
See what we make
See what we do
There is so many things to do
Put in the powder
Cheese and sugar
Strawberry, Carrot and orange
At last, let's eat.

Childlish (Great and fun) talks and songs

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Here are some things emma said that made me laugh:

The Morse store is so kind, they let us buy everything we want and let us pay money.

I am too sleepy to sleep. After I laughed, she got more ideas, she added: I am too silly to silly, too tired to be tired ...

She also said: Mommy, when you are doing computer work, washing dishes, cooking dinner, I will write everything in my books.

We make bread (cake with very little sugar) together, she said: wow, mommy, this is yummy, fruity and milky.

Here is her cake/bread song:

Do you know I have
a little little cake
that I bake
After we have lunch
We'll have some cake
that I bake
So much fun to eat.

=====
Ah-be-di-da, Ah-be-di-ba,
We can make a cake together
See what we make
See what we do
There is so many things to do
Put in the powder
Cheese and sugar
Strawberry, Carrot and orange
At last, let's eat.

Saturday, August 02, 2008
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