December 31, 2009

This Christmas, Emma is our little santa. She gave us a beautifully drawn calendar of 2010. And she managed to keep the secret till the very morning of Chrimas, though a couple of times she could not help herself by asking me: mommy do you want to guess who is your santa? Do you want to see your present? ...




























New Year Calendar -- Created by Emma

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This Christmas, Emma is our little santa. She gave us a beautifully drawn calendar of 2010. And she managed to keep the secret till the very morning of Chrimas, though a couple of times she could not help herself by asking me: mommy do you want to guess who is your santa? Do you want to see your present? ...




























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December 29, 2009

Mommy and Daddy, is the baby going to have a little thing?
What little thing are you talking about Emma?
The little thing in front of the butt.
Yes, all little boys have little things.
How do you know about little things?
I just know all boys have little things.
Daddy, do you have a little thing?
Mommy said yes, Daddy has a little thing.
Daddy, what do you call that little thing?
I refuse to answer that question, ask your mother.

Daddy, your name is Jesus.
Annya, I'm good but I'm not Jesus.
Daddy, your name is Jesus.

That Little Thing

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Mommy and Daddy, is the baby going to have a little thing?
What little thing are you talking about Emma?
The little thing in front of the butt.
Yes, all little boys have little things.
How do you know about little things?
I just know all boys have little things.
Daddy, do you have a little thing?
Mommy said yes, Daddy has a little thing.
Daddy, what do you call that little thing?
I refuse to answer that question, ask your mother.

Daddy, your name is Jesus.
Annya, I'm good but I'm not Jesus.
Daddy, your name is Jesus.

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December 28, 2009

Finally got some time to sort out the videos we took the last couple of months, post some here, still more to come.

Playing with Water


Singing "ABC", etc


Cooking for the baby



Washing a baby

Videos, videos and videos

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Finally got some time to sort out the videos we took the last couple of months, post some here, still more to come.

Playing with Water


Singing "ABC", etc


Cooking for the baby



Washing a baby

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Mommy doesn't believe in Santa Claus because she doesn't Know Santa. The girls enjoyed Christmas. Receiving many gifts had a positive impact on the Holiday. We started early and opened some of the gifts on Christmas Eve at my Dad's house. The girls received several gifts that Day. They both loved each gift that they received. Driving home from my Dad's, Emma asked me if I was sure that I brought every gift home with us. I assured her that not one gift was left behind.

Christmas Day came along with more gifts under our Tree. Emma and Annya loved the train and other gifts. Emma just wanted to know which gift was from Santa. Annya didn't care. She just wanted to play with her gifts. Even though Mommy doesn't believe in God and Santa, the girls and I do. We have one year to make Mommy a believer. Our Son will also follow in his Sisters path, Knowing God and Santa Claus.

Do You Believe?

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Mommy doesn't believe in Santa Claus because she doesn't Know Santa. The girls enjoyed Christmas. Receiving many gifts had a positive impact on the Holiday. We started early and opened some of the gifts on Christmas Eve at my Dad's house. The girls received several gifts that Day. They both loved each gift that they received. Driving home from my Dad's, Emma asked me if I was sure that I brought every gift home with us. I assured her that not one gift was left behind.

Christmas Day came along with more gifts under our Tree. Emma and Annya loved the train and other gifts. Emma just wanted to know which gift was from Santa. Annya didn't care. She just wanted to play with her gifts. Even though Mommy doesn't believe in God and Santa, the girls and I do. We have one year to make Mommy a believer. Our Son will also follow in his Sisters path, Knowing God and Santa Claus.

Monday, December 28, 2009
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December 23, 2009

St. Luke is a Lutheran school, it is a good school. Emma had a good school year there when she was around 5. However, that year there has opened a flood gate of religious talk and thoughts in her. A lot of them made me laugh.

The other day, she said: oh, mommy, you do not believe in God because you do not KNOW GOD!

Now Annya goes to a Christian school, where she is taught one bible story every day, she sometimes sings a song about Jesus. Wonder what kind of religious mark this will impress on her.

Religious Talk

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St. Luke is a Lutheran school, it is a good school. Emma had a good school year there when she was around 5. However, that year there has opened a flood gate of religious talk and thoughts in her. A lot of them made me laugh.

The other day, she said: oh, mommy, you do not believe in God because you do not KNOW GOD!

Now Annya goes to a Christian school, where she is taught one bible story every day, she sometimes sings a song about Jesus. Wonder what kind of religious mark this will impress on her.

Wednesday, December 23, 2009
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Daddy, can we get on a airplane and fly to Heaven?
No Emma, there are no airplanes that can fly to Heaven.
Where is Heaven and how far away is it?
Heaven is anywhere and everywhere your heart wishes it to be. Besides, you too young to be planning a trip to Heaven.

Round Trip to Heaven

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Daddy, can we get on a airplane and fly to Heaven?
No Emma, there are no airplanes that can fly to Heaven.
Where is Heaven and how far away is it?
Heaven is anywhere and everywhere your heart wishes it to be. Besides, you too young to be planning a trip to Heaven.

Wednesday, December 23, 2009
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December 14, 2009



While I have plenty of excuses not blogging, I always get some nice pictures, especially Emma is more and more fond of taking pictures, posing as if she is some kind of movie star ...

By the way, I have created a blog exclusively of Emma, by Emma and for Emma.

http://diarysince6.blogspot.com/

Pictures ... long delayed

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While I have plenty of excuses not blogging, I always get some nice pictures, especially Emma is more and more fond of taking pictures, posing as if she is some kind of movie star ...

By the way, I have created a blog exclusively of Emma, by Emma and for Emma.

http://diarysince6.blogspot.com/

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Daddy do you have breasts?

Everyone has breasts.

Moms breasts are bigger. I think there bigger because she has to feed the baby. Do all girls have babies?

Not all the girls. Girls get married first than they have babies.

So you married mommy and now she is having a baby?

Yes, she is now having a baby.

Babies Beginning

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Daddy do you have breasts?

Everyone has breasts.

Moms breasts are bigger. I think there bigger because she has to feed the baby. Do all girls have babies?

Not all the girls. Girls get married first than they have babies.

So you married mommy and now she is having a baby?

Yes, she is now having a baby.

Monday, December 14, 2009
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December 13, 2009

Our kids and our money went to Navy Pier. The girls came back but our money stayed. Emma and Annya had a great time. Just seeing the girls smile was enough to cover our expenses. They both designed and eat their own cookie. Emma said that her cookie was too big. So I unwillingly volunteered to eat the rest of her cookie. Don't know what happened to Annya's cookie. I know she didn't share it with Daddy.

Emma was hesitant about going on the slide and ferris wheel. Once she came off the rides she would have a chip on her shoulder and say that wasn't too bad. Annya was able to ride several rides with Emma. Hopefully mom will post some pictures.

Winter Wonder Fe$t

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Our kids and our money went to Navy Pier. The girls came back but our money stayed. Emma and Annya had a great time. Just seeing the girls smile was enough to cover our expenses. They both designed and eat their own cookie. Emma said that her cookie was too big. So I unwillingly volunteered to eat the rest of her cookie. Don't know what happened to Annya's cookie. I know she didn't share it with Daddy.

Emma was hesitant about going on the slide and ferris wheel. Once she came off the rides she would have a chip on her shoulder and say that wasn't too bad. Annya was able to ride several rides with Emma. Hopefully mom will post some pictures.

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November 25, 2009

Annya is now 2 1/2 and has turned the corner headed to 3. She has become more independent. Annya can get dressed by herself. Sometimes her shirt is on backwards. Instead of turning her shirt around; she posses with her back to you and says nice shirt. I think she is creating a fashion statement. Annya enjoys helping mom cook and making a mess in the kitchen. She is actually a great egg cracker. Once in a while a chipped eggshell will fall into the egg yolk. She then puts her whole hand in the yolk and pulls out the shell or sometimes we eat crunchy eggs. I just cant wait until she is tall enough to clean the dishes.

Emma continues to do great in school. She is one the the top students in her class. The only complaint by her Teacher was that she doesn't raise her hand enough. So we instructed her to raise her hand more often. She then asked what if she doesn't know the answer? I told her to just raise your hand anyway; the Teacher won't pick you all the time.

Time moves forward

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Annya is now 2 1/2 and has turned the corner headed to 3. She has become more independent. Annya can get dressed by herself. Sometimes her shirt is on backwards. Instead of turning her shirt around; she posses with her back to you and says nice shirt. I think she is creating a fashion statement. Annya enjoys helping mom cook and making a mess in the kitchen. She is actually a great egg cracker. Once in a while a chipped eggshell will fall into the egg yolk. She then puts her whole hand in the yolk and pulls out the shell or sometimes we eat crunchy eggs. I just cant wait until she is tall enough to clean the dishes.

Emma continues to do great in school. She is one the the top students in her class. The only complaint by her Teacher was that she doesn't raise her hand enough. So we instructed her to raise her hand more often. She then asked what if she doesn't know the answer? I told her to just raise your hand anyway; the Teacher won't pick you all the time.

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November 14, 2009

Daddy what happened to Thanksgiving? Doesn't anyone care?
What do you mean?
I look around and only see Christmas decorations everywhere. I don't see any Thanksgiving decorations.
Your right, I don't see any Turkeys looking at us from any house windows.
Just always be thankful for what you have and don't worry about others.
Daddy, Christmas is my favorite Holiday.
I know; it is better giving gifts to a person then receiving a gift. What are you getting Daddy for Christmas?

Happy Thanksgiving from Emma

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Daddy what happened to Thanksgiving? Doesn't anyone care?
What do you mean?
I look around and only see Christmas decorations everywhere. I don't see any Thanksgiving decorations.
Your right, I don't see any Turkeys looking at us from any house windows.
Just always be thankful for what you have and don't worry about others.
Daddy, Christmas is my favorite Holiday.
I know; it is better giving gifts to a person then receiving a gift. What are you getting Daddy for Christmas?

Saturday, November 14, 2009
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November 05, 2009





Emma's work at Writer's Workshop

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November 03, 2009

My first Halloween with the girls. Mommy was feeling tired and opted to cook dinner while we went on our mission searching for candy. Our baby is getting bigger and stronger while Mommy is getting slower and more tiresome.

I was always told to stay away from the light; but tonight we will walk towards the light and ask for treats at every lighted house. Before we could even make it to our first lighted house, we ran into a Scream Masked Costume. Annya began crying; "I'm scary Daddy, lets go home!" I tried telling her that the ghost wasn't real; just like she really wasn't a dinosaur. That didn't work. I then remembered her love for chocolate. I carried her to the first house and we received a reeses cup. I then told her chocolee. She continued crying and wanted to go home with Mommy. We then went to the second house. More chocolate, she still was crying and wanted to go home. I then second guessed myself; will Annya be scarred for life, never trick or treating again. We then reached the third house and the crying and tears had stopped. She then smiled and said chocolee. The rest of the night she roared like a mouse saying trick or treat and of course thank you.

Emma was a Princess. She never made any threats of tricks. She would walk up with a smile and hold her tin can forward and say thank you after she received her treat. Emma and Annya both share a fear of man's best friend. Emma was schooled very well by Grandpa; he told her never to run from a dog because it will think you want to play. She runs away anyway because she says that she doesn't want to get a shot. She does have a point.

After about an hour it was getting darker, colder and scarier. Emma questioned my navigational skills. Daddy you said that we were going to walk in a circle. We haven't walked in a circle. Do you know where the car is parked? My arms and back were hurting. Annya and her tin can of candy were getting heavier & heavier. We then called it a night and enjoyed some of our fruits of victory. Mommy was impressed with all the candy and called Daddy greedy. Daddy just has Halloween Skills.

Treats & Treats

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My first Halloween with the girls. Mommy was feeling tired and opted to cook dinner while we went on our mission searching for candy. Our baby is getting bigger and stronger while Mommy is getting slower and more tiresome.

I was always told to stay away from the light; but tonight we will walk towards the light and ask for treats at every lighted house. Before we could even make it to our first lighted house, we ran into a Scream Masked Costume. Annya began crying; "I'm scary Daddy, lets go home!" I tried telling her that the ghost wasn't real; just like she really wasn't a dinosaur. That didn't work. I then remembered her love for chocolate. I carried her to the first house and we received a reeses cup. I then told her chocolee. She continued crying and wanted to go home with Mommy. We then went to the second house. More chocolate, she still was crying and wanted to go home. I then second guessed myself; will Annya be scarred for life, never trick or treating again. We then reached the third house and the crying and tears had stopped. She then smiled and said chocolee. The rest of the night she roared like a mouse saying trick or treat and of course thank you.

Emma was a Princess. She never made any threats of tricks. She would walk up with a smile and hold her tin can forward and say thank you after she received her treat. Emma and Annya both share a fear of man's best friend. Emma was schooled very well by Grandpa; he told her never to run from a dog because it will think you want to play. She runs away anyway because she says that she doesn't want to get a shot. She does have a point.

After about an hour it was getting darker, colder and scarier. Emma questioned my navigational skills. Daddy you said that we were going to walk in a circle. We haven't walked in a circle. Do you know where the car is parked? My arms and back were hurting. Annya and her tin can of candy were getting heavier & heavier. We then called it a night and enjoyed some of our fruits of victory. Mommy was impressed with all the candy and called Daddy greedy. Daddy just has Halloween Skills.

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October 16, 2009

Daddy, when Annya whines at night I have trouble sleeping. When will she stop?
Maybe when she is 3, she will stop.
I think she will stop when she is 5.
I thought I heard you whine last night?
No Daddy, I was crying!
Why were you crying?
When Mommy closed the lights, I thought I saw a ghost sitting on the stroller.
Ghosts can't hurt or scare you, they are not real.
Okay Daddy.
Maybe you saw a Halloween Ghost?
That's what it was, a Halloween Ghost...

Ghostly Encounter

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Daddy, when Annya whines at night I have trouble sleeping. When will she stop?
Maybe when she is 3, she will stop.
I think she will stop when she is 5.
I thought I heard you whine last night?
No Daddy, I was crying!
Why were you crying?
When Mommy closed the lights, I thought I saw a ghost sitting on the stroller.
Ghosts can't hurt or scare you, they are not real.
Okay Daddy.
Maybe you saw a Halloween Ghost?
That's what it was, a Halloween Ghost...

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October 14, 2009



Mama, I promise to be a better girl, besides this coffin is boo big. Can we go home now?

Happy birthday to Emma! We celebrated the day at Great America. Emma is now 6 and passing through Kindergarten. She is doing great in school and appears to even enjoy it. Lets hope she becomes very successful so we can enjoy our retirement.

Annya is just wondering why did we bring her to such a scary place with Demons and dead people walking around. Both girls enjoyed the rides at Great America. Maybe next year we will have Emma wear high heels so she can ride some of the bigger rides. We will have Mama also wear high heels.

Fright Fest "Too Big"

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Mama, I promise to be a better girl, besides this coffin is boo big. Can we go home now?

Happy birthday to Emma! We celebrated the day at Great America. Emma is now 6 and passing through Kindergarten. She is doing great in school and appears to even enjoy it. Lets hope she becomes very successful so we can enjoy our retirement.

Annya is just wondering why did we bring her to such a scary place with Demons and dead people walking around. Both girls enjoyed the rides at Great America. Maybe next year we will have Emma wear high heels so she can ride some of the bigger rides. We will have Mama also wear high heels.

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October 07, 2009



No more guessing or wishful thinking from me or Emma or Louis, it is a boy! Now we have to come up with a name. No matter what it is, it won't be another Louis! (Is that terrible that you name your child the same name as a million other kids?)

It is a boy!

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No more guessing or wishful thinking from me or Emma or Louis, it is a boy! Now we have to come up with a name. No matter what it is, it won't be another Louis! (Is that terrible that you name your child the same name as a million other kids?)

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September 25, 2009

October 1st will give us the answer and hopefully the first of many photos to come. All we want is a healthy Chinese/Mexican baby. Even though Mama is leaning towards another female, I'm supporting the male gender. Either will be loved just as much.

Annya is adjusting to her school. There is still some resistance but she is getting better. I just wont tell her that College graduation is still a few years away.

Emma just bought her ballet shoes. Today is her first class of the year. She can't wait to go. Every five minutes she asks if she can go to ballet classes.

Boy or Girl?

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October 1st will give us the answer and hopefully the first of many photos to come. All we want is a healthy Chinese/Mexican baby. Even though Mama is leaning towards another female, I'm supporting the male gender. Either will be loved just as much.

Annya is adjusting to her school. There is still some resistance but she is getting better. I just wont tell her that College graduation is still a few years away.

Emma just bought her ballet shoes. Today is her first class of the year. She can't wait to go. Every five minutes she asks if she can go to ballet classes.

Friday, September 25, 2009
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September 18, 2009

Has been almost two weeks since the girls go to school, actually for Annya, it is only the first week. It has been a hard week, she lost all appepites to eat, at school she could not nap, would not play. At night, she woke up crying.

On the other hand, Emma has been extremely happy and excited to go to school everyday. The first day, she exclaimed: oh, it is not bad at all. The second day, she said, this is not just a kindergarten, it is a fun kindergarten.

Every morning, we take the kids to school. First Annya, who would be reluctant, whiny, resisting, asking for her grandpa, while Emma would be the very understanding, kind sister, who keeps talking to Annya about how school is, how she does fun things everyday, how she should eat and play and make new friends. It always comforts me to see the two girls together. Then we will take Emma to her bus, or take her to school directly.

It has been hard to comfort Annya, and I almost lost faith in the school, started to miss Emma's school terribly. Then it seems that Annya started to turn around, started accept the teacher, even though she is in tears. Yesterday the teacher said she interacted with other kids and were trying to eat ...

Cross my fingers ... I also hope the school is good, nurishing and stimulating, she can have a happy year there.

The first weeks in school

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Has been almost two weeks since the girls go to school, actually for Annya, it is only the first week. It has been a hard week, she lost all appepites to eat, at school she could not nap, would not play. At night, she woke up crying.

On the other hand, Emma has been extremely happy and excited to go to school everyday. The first day, she exclaimed: oh, it is not bad at all. The second day, she said, this is not just a kindergarten, it is a fun kindergarten.

Every morning, we take the kids to school. First Annya, who would be reluctant, whiny, resisting, asking for her grandpa, while Emma would be the very understanding, kind sister, who keeps talking to Annya about how school is, how she does fun things everyday, how she should eat and play and make new friends. It always comforts me to see the two girls together. Then we will take Emma to her bus, or take her to school directly.

It has been hard to comfort Annya, and I almost lost faith in the school, started to miss Emma's school terribly. Then it seems that Annya started to turn around, started accept the teacher, even though she is in tears. Yesterday the teacher said she interacted with other kids and were trying to eat ...

Cross my fingers ... I also hope the school is good, nurishing and stimulating, she can have a happy year there.

Friday, September 18, 2009
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For preschoolers, the line between fantasy and reality is blurry, which may explain their tendency to lie. Your child's intent isn't to deceive you. Rather, she wants to say what will make you happy — even if it isn't true. Make it less scary for her to tell the truth and you'll help her avoid fibbing. For example, if she denies drawing on the wall, calmly help her clean up and point out that crayons are for coloring books and paper. Counterintuitively, humor can be another useful response. Go along with the tall tale and embroider it yourself, and your child will probably catch on to the absurdity of her story.

Two-year-olds' lies also sprout from their active imaginations. They come to believe certain things they've imagined really did happen: Maybe it was the dragon under the bed who messed up all those clothes all over the floor.

And sometimes what seems like a lie is sheer forgetfulness. You ask, "Did you put your finger in the frosting of that birthday cake?" and if it happened much earlier in a busy day, she just might not be sure whether she did it or her big brother did.

Does a two-year old lie?

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For preschoolers, the line between fantasy and reality is blurry, which may explain their tendency to lie. Your child's intent isn't to deceive you. Rather, she wants to say what will make you happy — even if it isn't true. Make it less scary for her to tell the truth and you'll help her avoid fibbing. For example, if she denies drawing on the wall, calmly help her clean up and point out that crayons are for coloring books and paper. Counterintuitively, humor can be another useful response. Go along with the tall tale and embroider it yourself, and your child will probably catch on to the absurdity of her story.

Two-year-olds' lies also sprout from their active imaginations. They come to believe certain things they've imagined really did happen: Maybe it was the dragon under the bed who messed up all those clothes all over the floor.

And sometimes what seems like a lie is sheer forgetfulness. You ask, "Did you put your finger in the frosting of that birthday cake?" and if it happened much earlier in a busy day, she just might not be sure whether she did it or her big brother did.

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Annya is a poster child for the terrible twos. She has been negative lately, often saying no. Having mood changes and expressing temper tantrums. She has just started day care and says that the teachers are not nice to her and that they don't feed her. Mama believes her. Mama doesn't believe in the terrible twos and says that kids don't lie. To avoid confrontation with mama, she is right, kids don't lie, they just fail to tell the truth. They say a mothers love is blind?

Emma is excited about the coming of her new sibling. She says that mama will now have 3 babies. I told her that there is one problem. We can only keep two babies. Which two? She says that we can keep Annya and the new baby. She is a big girl now and says she can help mama with the babies. Yes, Emma you are now an old girl. Daddy, I'm I an old lady? No, you are a semi old girl that is going to be a great help to mama.

Terrible Twos

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Annya is a poster child for the terrible twos. She has been negative lately, often saying no. Having mood changes and expressing temper tantrums. She has just started day care and says that the teachers are not nice to her and that they don't feed her. Mama believes her. Mama doesn't believe in the terrible twos and says that kids don't lie. To avoid confrontation with mama, she is right, kids don't lie, they just fail to tell the truth. They say a mothers love is blind?

Emma is excited about the coming of her new sibling. She says that mama will now have 3 babies. I told her that there is one problem. We can only keep two babies. Which two? She says that we can keep Annya and the new baby. She is a big girl now and says she can help mama with the babies. Yes, Emma you are now an old girl. Daddy, I'm I an old lady? No, you are a semi old girl that is going to be a great help to mama.

Friday, September 18, 2009
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September 08, 2009

The school year is finally here. This is an exciting time for the girls and me. I cant wait to see the girls go off to school so I can return to my warm bed. Emma is feeling the stress from mama. Mama wants Emma to be nothing less than a brain surgeon. Emma has a fear of math. I try to remind them both that they don't teach Algebra in Kindergarten.

Annya will be going to preschool. I think she is too young. Education is something mama will manage. I hope someday the girls will become very successful because I will never hear the end of it if they don't.

Girls have a fun and safe school year. We will celebrate the New Year with your future brother or sister. I just hope he or she is born with a book in their hand. That would make mama happy.

Back to School

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The school year is finally here. This is an exciting time for the girls and me. I cant wait to see the girls go off to school so I can return to my warm bed. Emma is feeling the stress from mama. Mama wants Emma to be nothing less than a brain surgeon. Emma has a fear of math. I try to remind them both that they don't teach Algebra in Kindergarten.

Annya will be going to preschool. I think she is too young. Education is something mama will manage. I hope someday the girls will become very successful because I will never hear the end of it if they don't.

Girls have a fun and safe school year. We will celebrate the New Year with your future brother or sister. I just hope he or she is born with a book in their hand. That would make mama happy.

Tuesday, September 08, 2009
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August 24, 2009

Summer camp is over for Emma. She survived and returned in one piece. Emma was minority in camp. Most of the kids were older than her. The teachers only had good things to say about her. When I would pick her up from camp, all the kids would say bye to Emma. I kept one eye on the boys, but I think it is too early to be over protected. She received many awards for honesty and respect. Lets hope that she continues her good work at home. She has been a great older sister 98 percent of the time. The other 2 percent, she is either fighting or doing a teasing dance to Annya.

Annya spent time at the YMCA doing her gymnastics class. I didn't get a chance to see her perform, but Emma says that she was doing great and was able to do everything that she was taught. We only had a chance to go to the water park twice this Summer. Both times Annya did well, especially when you consider that water to our knee level is water that can cover her little head. She appears to be a little more braver than Emma when it comes to water. I think Annya will be the better swimmer.

It is time to say goodbye to a Summer that never came, anyone ready for a snow ball fight?

What happened to Summer?

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Summer camp is over for Emma. She survived and returned in one piece. Emma was minority in camp. Most of the kids were older than her. The teachers only had good things to say about her. When I would pick her up from camp, all the kids would say bye to Emma. I kept one eye on the boys, but I think it is too early to be over protected. She received many awards for honesty and respect. Lets hope that she continues her good work at home. She has been a great older sister 98 percent of the time. The other 2 percent, she is either fighting or doing a teasing dance to Annya.

Annya spent time at the YMCA doing her gymnastics class. I didn't get a chance to see her perform, but Emma says that she was doing great and was able to do everything that she was taught. We only had a chance to go to the water park twice this Summer. Both times Annya did well, especially when you consider that water to our knee level is water that can cover her little head. She appears to be a little more braver than Emma when it comes to water. I think Annya will be the better swimmer.

It is time to say goodbye to a Summer that never came, anyone ready for a snow ball fight?

Monday, August 24, 2009
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August 19, 2009

Emma has been writing "stuff" for pretty long now, signing her name on birthday cards, making a "No Candy" signs, scribbling out a shopping list, writing a love note to me (I got so many many "Mommy, I love u" notes).

I can hardly read her writing though, there is no correct spelling to speak of, so everytime she has to read to Me. The following is her sample reading, according to her, it reads

I love you
The best love
Valentine is fun
Valentine is fun and is best
I love you
I have a love bug
Love bugs are fun

It is actually one of eligible writings.

Good or bad, I loved them. They made me laugh.

By the way, isn't the way how Christmas is written as Xmas, trucks as trux???



Emma's writing

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Emma has been writing "stuff" for pretty long now, signing her name on birthday cards, making a "No Candy" signs, scribbling out a shopping list, writing a love note to me (I got so many many "Mommy, I love u" notes).

I can hardly read her writing though, there is no correct spelling to speak of, so everytime she has to read to Me. The following is her sample reading, according to her, it reads

I love you
The best love
Valentine is fun
Valentine is fun and is best
I love you
I have a love bug
Love bugs are fun

It is actually one of eligible writings.

Good or bad, I loved them. They made me laugh.

By the way, isn't the way how Christmas is written as Xmas, trucks as trux???



Wednesday, August 19, 2009
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August 18, 2009

Last Friday, Saturday and Sunday (Aug 7, 8 and 9), we took a mini-vacation in Wis. Dells.

To be exact, we spent most of Friday and a big half day of Sunday driving, sometimes in pouring rain, most of time soaking in some happy Chinese songs. We played the same CD over and over, Louis and I took turns being the DJ. Emma wanted this song, Annya wanted that song, they wanted the same song, sometimes they made comprimises. By the end of our returning trip, I was just happy I did not have to listen to the same old songs again and again.

It was a joy riding the car with the girls. Annya pee-ed once in the car. Oh-oh. We have been training her to use bathroom for a long long while, for a short while she seemed she had learned very well, then all is lost. Louis is especially mad.

To our surprise, we got to live in a cozy, comfy 2-bedroom villa in Wis. Dells, a fully furnished 2 bed rooms, with all coooking supplies, dishes of all sizes, dish washer, everything for a family, minus all of the house-clearning work

We skipped a lot of crazy fun at Dells, no roller-coasters, nor kiddie race cars, no deep long water slides, Annya was too chickened to try the little froggy slide. Even Emma needed a lot of pushes to go on the bigger water slides by herself. In the land of wild intrepid kids, my two girls are in a different category.

We got plenty to do, plenty of sun, lots and lots of water, huge waves (we stood at the edge of the wave pool, waited for the wave to sweep over throng of people and then sweep over our feet, everytime Annya was scared to cry, then she jumped to her feet, extremely proud she survived), round and round of lazy rivers.

On Sunday, Emma and Annya played a little golf, a little sand box, posing for great many not-so-great pictures ... On the way we were talking about another vacation in Christmas ...


Some pictures,





A mini-vacation at Wisconsin Dells

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Last Friday, Saturday and Sunday (Aug 7, 8 and 9), we took a mini-vacation in Wis. Dells.

To be exact, we spent most of Friday and a big half day of Sunday driving, sometimes in pouring rain, most of time soaking in some happy Chinese songs. We played the same CD over and over, Louis and I took turns being the DJ. Emma wanted this song, Annya wanted that song, they wanted the same song, sometimes they made comprimises. By the end of our returning trip, I was just happy I did not have to listen to the same old songs again and again.

It was a joy riding the car with the girls. Annya pee-ed once in the car. Oh-oh. We have been training her to use bathroom for a long long while, for a short while she seemed she had learned very well, then all is lost. Louis is especially mad.

To our surprise, we got to live in a cozy, comfy 2-bedroom villa in Wis. Dells, a fully furnished 2 bed rooms, with all coooking supplies, dishes of all sizes, dish washer, everything for a family, minus all of the house-clearning work

We skipped a lot of crazy fun at Dells, no roller-coasters, nor kiddie race cars, no deep long water slides, Annya was too chickened to try the little froggy slide. Even Emma needed a lot of pushes to go on the bigger water slides by herself. In the land of wild intrepid kids, my two girls are in a different category.

We got plenty to do, plenty of sun, lots and lots of water, huge waves (we stood at the edge of the wave pool, waited for the wave to sweep over throng of people and then sweep over our feet, everytime Annya was scared to cry, then she jumped to her feet, extremely proud she survived), round and round of lazy rivers.

On Sunday, Emma and Annya played a little golf, a little sand box, posing for great many not-so-great pictures ... On the way we were talking about another vacation in Christmas ...


Some pictures,





Tuesday, August 18, 2009
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August 01, 2009

What's in a name? If a Rose were to be named something else could it still cut you? Yes! As you may or may not heard, we have a little one on the way. If you haven't heard, Xun was supposed to tell you. We haven't decided what to name our baby. All we know is that it is either a boy or a girl. If you have any suggestions for a name, we probably wouldn't use it. Actually we are leaning towards an Asian name. Even if it's a boy, my name is to common. Sometimes I get confused who I am and there are a lot of Louis that have bad credit.

Emma and Annya are both excited. Emma wants to be a twin. I told her that her chances are not very good. So she is content with being the big sister. Annya is being a politician, she doesn't care, she just wants to have a baby. Hopefully in January my wife will stop getting bigger and we will hear the cries of our new born.

Emma and Annya and ????

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What's in a name? If a Rose were to be named something else could it still cut you? Yes! As you may or may not heard, we have a little one on the way. If you haven't heard, Xun was supposed to tell you. We haven't decided what to name our baby. All we know is that it is either a boy or a girl. If you have any suggestions for a name, we probably wouldn't use it. Actually we are leaning towards an Asian name. Even if it's a boy, my name is to common. Sometimes I get confused who I am and there are a lot of Louis that have bad credit.

Emma and Annya are both excited. Emma wants to be a twin. I told her that her chances are not very good. So she is content with being the big sister. Annya is being a politician, she doesn't care, she just wants to have a baby. Hopefully in January my wife will stop getting bigger and we will hear the cries of our new born.

Saturday, August 01, 2009
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July 31, 2009

July is almost gone, quickly, seemingly without my knowledge. For the most of July, I seemed to be in a state of half numbness, like a rusty knife. Probably it is because of all the hormones running wild, because of my pregnancy. Again!!! I do not how or what to feel, just sleepy, tired. (Made me really, really fear getting old. Does old feels this way? Drag your feet to death, would rather be sleeping all day

I remember I used enjoy mornings, fresh and happy, love the sunshine that flushed into my room. Now I do not even notice any sunshine. Old and pregnant and tired, always tired.

However, in the morning, the girls are always happy, chirping like birds, their voices sweet and pure. Annya would request her milk when she walks up, with all the urgency; Emma used to rattle at my locked door, trying to get me out. She does not do that anymore, now she would just be happy supervising her sister, teasing her, circling around her …

Cannot say July was a busy/eventful month. Now have moved to Indiana, we generally only ventured far to Niles for the little store called Jerry’s Garden for our groceries. On weekends, I took the girls to swimming, or kid-pooling. Louis and Mary Beth, made the living room into a play room. Louis painted one section of the wall with chalk paint, so the kids can happily doodle. Other than that, yesterday, my mom went back to China. We were worried that Annya would suffer, luckily she quickly got it, that she has said a big bye-bye to Grandma, Po-po has gone home, Annya has to take an airplane to see Po-Po some days later. She cried a little, then stopped. We were all very relieved.

So it went the July. Emma goes to her summer camp everyday. They do swimming on every Tuesday and Thursday, however, that cannot help Emma make any progress at all. Her strength and focus is to play a big sister to Annya, and Annya just copies Emma in every way. They fight, of course. They cry, blaming on each other.

Emma is also eager to declare her authority too, She would say: Mommy, I told you so and so, why you did not do so-and-so? At night, she wants to go back to 2-year-old, so she can sleep with me.

July

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July is almost gone, quickly, seemingly without my knowledge. For the most of July, I seemed to be in a state of half numbness, like a rusty knife. Probably it is because of all the hormones running wild, because of my pregnancy. Again!!! I do not how or what to feel, just sleepy, tired. (Made me really, really fear getting old. Does old feels this way? Drag your feet to death, would rather be sleeping all day

I remember I used enjoy mornings, fresh and happy, love the sunshine that flushed into my room. Now I do not even notice any sunshine. Old and pregnant and tired, always tired.

However, in the morning, the girls are always happy, chirping like birds, their voices sweet and pure. Annya would request her milk when she walks up, with all the urgency; Emma used to rattle at my locked door, trying to get me out. She does not do that anymore, now she would just be happy supervising her sister, teasing her, circling around her …

Cannot say July was a busy/eventful month. Now have moved to Indiana, we generally only ventured far to Niles for the little store called Jerry’s Garden for our groceries. On weekends, I took the girls to swimming, or kid-pooling. Louis and Mary Beth, made the living room into a play room. Louis painted one section of the wall with chalk paint, so the kids can happily doodle. Other than that, yesterday, my mom went back to China. We were worried that Annya would suffer, luckily she quickly got it, that she has said a big bye-bye to Grandma, Po-po has gone home, Annya has to take an airplane to see Po-Po some days later. She cried a little, then stopped. We were all very relieved.

So it went the July. Emma goes to her summer camp everyday. They do swimming on every Tuesday and Thursday, however, that cannot help Emma make any progress at all. Her strength and focus is to play a big sister to Annya, and Annya just copies Emma in every way. They fight, of course. They cry, blaming on each other.

Emma is also eager to declare her authority too, She would say: Mommy, I told you so and so, why you did not do so-and-so? At night, she wants to go back to 2-year-old, so she can sleep with me.

Friday, July 31, 2009
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July 14, 2009

On the 3rd of July we went to see the fireworks in Munster Indiana. As we were walking to the park, mama found to monarch butterflies curiously attached to each other. Emma loved the butterflies and wanted to bring them home. She then placed them in a plastic bag. Later in the night, Emma said the butterflies are no longer moving. I then held the bag for her. When we returned home, I opened the bag and found them alive. I told Emma that I will let them be free. She said NO! Grandpa then took the butterflies inside. Emma then found out that Grandpa wanted to preserve the butterflies forever. She cried and begged Grandpa not to do it. It was to late. The butterflies will never move again, but we will have them forever.

On another hot Summer night, Grandma, Emma and Annya went for a walk. They brought home a little friend. It was a lightning bug. They released it in the house and forgot to tell Daddy that it was their friend. The bug then met it's fate with the fly swatter. Emma wanted to cry. She then asked if she can get another one tomorrow? I told her yes but that she should keep it in a jar. I don't know what lightning bugs eat, and a life in a jar doesn't seem so promising.

Butterflies and Lightning Bugs

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On the 3rd of July we went to see the fireworks in Munster Indiana. As we were walking to the park, mama found to monarch butterflies curiously attached to each other. Emma loved the butterflies and wanted to bring them home. She then placed them in a plastic bag. Later in the night, Emma said the butterflies are no longer moving. I then held the bag for her. When we returned home, I opened the bag and found them alive. I told Emma that I will let them be free. She said NO! Grandpa then took the butterflies inside. Emma then found out that Grandpa wanted to preserve the butterflies forever. She cried and begged Grandpa not to do it. It was to late. The butterflies will never move again, but we will have them forever.

On another hot Summer night, Grandma, Emma and Annya went for a walk. They brought home a little friend. It was a lightning bug. They released it in the house and forgot to tell Daddy that it was their friend. The bug then met it's fate with the fly swatter. Emma wanted to cry. She then asked if she can get another one tomorrow? I told her yes but that she should keep it in a jar. I don't know what lightning bugs eat, and a life in a jar doesn't seem so promising.

Tuesday, July 14, 2009
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June 23, 2009

The time we waited for is finally here. Winter is gone. Time for shorts, bathing suits, barbecues and air conditioning. Emma and Annya love to play in the water and sand. We almost lost Emma at the Indiana Dunes. We had to convince Annya that covering her sisters head with sand wasn't a very good idea. The girls did great at the water park. Emma decided to go down a large water slide with us. I just think that she didn't want to be left alone. Annya wouldn't be left behind. She also wanted to go down the large water slide. I talked to her all the way down. When we reached the end of the ride, her face was in shock and fear. As if to say, what the **** did we just do. She said that the ride was a "disaster." Emma wanted to go back on. Annya at first refused but to her credit she wanted to go back on. Once Annya realized that her young life wouldn't end, she had a very big smile on her face when we reached the bottom of the ride. Hopefully this is the beginning of a great Summer.

Stop the Clock

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The time we waited for is finally here. Winter is gone. Time for shorts, bathing suits, barbecues and air conditioning. Emma and Annya love to play in the water and sand. We almost lost Emma at the Indiana Dunes. We had to convince Annya that covering her sisters head with sand wasn't a very good idea. The girls did great at the water park. Emma decided to go down a large water slide with us. I just think that she didn't want to be left alone. Annya wouldn't be left behind. She also wanted to go down the large water slide. I talked to her all the way down. When we reached the end of the ride, her face was in shock and fear. As if to say, what the **** did we just do. She said that the ride was a "disaster." Emma wanted to go back on. Annya at first refused but to her credit she wanted to go back on. Once Annya realized that her young life wouldn't end, she had a very big smile on her face when we reached the bottom of the ride. Hopefully this is the beginning of a great Summer.

Tuesday, June 23, 2009
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The little kaleidoscope of my little world just kept turning. May was again passed in a blur. June?

In June, I uprooted, yet again, my big, noisy family of young and old to the little town of Portage in Indiana. The little kids and the elder parents are happy with the enormous space. We did gardens, flower gardens and vegetable gardens. My mom threw into the ground whatever seeds from the last fruit she ate (apples, oranges), hoping it would grow like Jack’s bean stalk. Emma is a great helper, she gave grandma every little seed she saved as well. Louis tried to fill the vast “wasteland” with green grass.

The garden did grow, bloom, we actually did get a little bit of green to eat out of the field. The grass did gradually took root at the front yard, trees, still tiny, barely visible against tall weeds, seem to be growing as well.
Emma goes to Summer camp everyday now. She even did a field trip to see an Imax movie.

I had a million complaints about Portage, but gradually resigned to my three hours daily commute. On weekends, we still went out searching for fun, the weekend before we hiked then spent a lazy afternoon at the Indiana sand dune; we spent last weekend busy shopping, splashing water at the crown fountain at Chicago, then again at the Deep River water park.

Pictures here …



June

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The little kaleidoscope of my little world just kept turning. May was again passed in a blur. June?

In June, I uprooted, yet again, my big, noisy family of young and old to the little town of Portage in Indiana. The little kids and the elder parents are happy with the enormous space. We did gardens, flower gardens and vegetable gardens. My mom threw into the ground whatever seeds from the last fruit she ate (apples, oranges), hoping it would grow like Jack’s bean stalk. Emma is a great helper, she gave grandma every little seed she saved as well. Louis tried to fill the vast “wasteland” with green grass.

The garden did grow, bloom, we actually did get a little bit of green to eat out of the field. The grass did gradually took root at the front yard, trees, still tiny, barely visible against tall weeds, seem to be growing as well.
Emma goes to Summer camp everyday now. She even did a field trip to see an Imax movie.

I had a million complaints about Portage, but gradually resigned to my three hours daily commute. On weekends, we still went out searching for fun, the weekend before we hiked then spent a lazy afternoon at the Indiana sand dune; we spent last weekend busy shopping, splashing water at the crown fountain at Chicago, then again at the Deep River water park.

Pictures here …



Tuesday, June 23, 2009
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June 14, 2009

Dad, boys like to play Spiderman & Batman. Girls like to play Fairy Tails.
Yes, boys and girls are different.
Dad, I know the difference between a baby boy and a baby girl.
How can you tell the difference between a baby boy and a baby girl?
Dad, I just look at the clothes, A baby girl will be wearing a dress.
You are right, baby boys and baby girls are different...

Annya has become very aggressive and is now a bug killer. She patrols the house looking for bugs. Most of her bugs are imaginary. Right now she posses no threat to the bugs. Emma has suffered more blows from the fly swatter than the bugs. Bugs beware, once Annya perfects her hand and eye coordination, there will no longer be any bugs in the house.

The Birds & The Bees

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Dad, boys like to play Spiderman & Batman. Girls like to play Fairy Tails.
Yes, boys and girls are different.
Dad, I know the difference between a baby boy and a baby girl.
How can you tell the difference between a baby boy and a baby girl?
Dad, I just look at the clothes, A baby girl will be wearing a dress.
You are right, baby boys and baby girls are different...

Annya has become very aggressive and is now a bug killer. She patrols the house looking for bugs. Most of her bugs are imaginary. Right now she posses no threat to the bugs. Emma has suffered more blows from the fly swatter than the bugs. Bugs beware, once Annya perfects her hand and eye coordination, there will no longer be any bugs in the house.

Sunday, June 14, 2009
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June 07, 2009

Annya has improved drastically with her communication skills. She understands questions and can reply. It is so much fun communicating with a two year old. She listens to every word you say and can understand meanings to words she hears for the first time. Were still working on the potty training, she is about 80% trained. Once in a while she will have an accident. I try to be stern with her and tell her she must use the bathroom. She comes back with a big smile and says " bathroom OK." How can you be upset with a smile like that.

Emma is taking a break from school. She is Annya's teacher. Annya has learned a lot from Emma. Emma wants to be #1 in every thing she does. I just hope she takes this attitude and applies it to her studies. We want her to know that it is ok for baby sister to be #1 and that being #2 isn't a bad spot to be in. Emma likes to do everything by herself. This usually means that she has us take one step backwards before we can take two steps forward. In the long run, it will make Emma a better and more rounded person.

Our little family is growing...

The girls keep growing

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Annya has improved drastically with her communication skills. She understands questions and can reply. It is so much fun communicating with a two year old. She listens to every word you say and can understand meanings to words she hears for the first time. Were still working on the potty training, she is about 80% trained. Once in a while she will have an accident. I try to be stern with her and tell her she must use the bathroom. She comes back with a big smile and says " bathroom OK." How can you be upset with a smile like that.

Emma is taking a break from school. She is Annya's teacher. Annya has learned a lot from Emma. Emma wants to be #1 in every thing she does. I just hope she takes this attitude and applies it to her studies. We want her to know that it is ok for baby sister to be #1 and that being #2 isn't a bad spot to be in. Emma likes to do everything by herself. This usually means that she has us take one step backwards before we can take two steps forward. In the long run, it will make Emma a better and more rounded person.

Our little family is growing...

Sunday, June 07, 2009
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May 25, 2009

Why? I almost forgot.

At the barn near Lincoln Park Zoo, where Annya was climbing through a giant egg shell.



Birthday cakes made for Annya and Louis.

Some pictures from a while ago

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Why? I almost forgot.

At the barn near Lincoln Park Zoo, where Annya was climbing through a giant egg shell.



Birthday cakes made for Annya and Louis.

Monday, May 25, 2009
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When Emma was two, she delighted and amazed us with her abibility of reciting a good number of Chinese ancient poems (we have videos for proof). She has always always been a non-stop singer and giggler. She sang and sang, on and on; she giggled and giggled, for no obvious reasons ... Her teacher told us that she had never met any happier student ...

Now Annya!!!

Annya is amazing. Currently she is everything about Alphabet. She loves watching the slew of ABC songs on YouTube, singing in differnt voices, acted out in different ways. She sings along; she reads every ABC book, the I-spy ABCs, the plain ABCs ... she plays wiht magnets Alphabets, over and over ... so not suprisingly and yet no less amazingly, she recognizes almost all of the alphabets: A, B, C ...

Annya can count too. If not in a real sense of counting. However if we say 1, 2, she picks up quick, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10 ... in English and Chinese. This is a big progress over the 2 year old Emma, she was always confused about how comes after 2 or 3. Emma still complains she does not have enough fingers to do her math.

Annya and Emma are a pair. They sing and sing, the Mouse love song, they sing blissfully: "I love you, I miss you, like that a mouse loves rice ... no matter how hard it is, I will always be with you."

They love beautiful dresses, then they spin and say: Look at me, look at me.

Annya is so much bolder. She loves swing, she says: higher, higher. She says: can we go slide today? T
...

Love them.

The month has been a big whirl of events. I could not even remember to take some pictures.

Amazing Annya

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When Emma was two, she delighted and amazed us with her abibility of reciting a good number of Chinese ancient poems (we have videos for proof). She has always always been a non-stop singer and giggler. She sang and sang, on and on; she giggled and giggled, for no obvious reasons ... Her teacher told us that she had never met any happier student ...

Now Annya!!!

Annya is amazing. Currently she is everything about Alphabet. She loves watching the slew of ABC songs on YouTube, singing in differnt voices, acted out in different ways. She sings along; she reads every ABC book, the I-spy ABCs, the plain ABCs ... she plays wiht magnets Alphabets, over and over ... so not suprisingly and yet no less amazingly, she recognizes almost all of the alphabets: A, B, C ...

Annya can count too. If not in a real sense of counting. However if we say 1, 2, she picks up quick, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10 ... in English and Chinese. This is a big progress over the 2 year old Emma, she was always confused about how comes after 2 or 3. Emma still complains she does not have enough fingers to do her math.

Annya and Emma are a pair. They sing and sing, the Mouse love song, they sing blissfully: "I love you, I miss you, like that a mouse loves rice ... no matter how hard it is, I will always be with you."

They love beautiful dresses, then they spin and say: Look at me, look at me.

Annya is so much bolder. She loves swing, she says: higher, higher. She says: can we go slide today? T
...

Love them.

The month has been a big whirl of events. I could not even remember to take some pictures.

Monday, May 25, 2009
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May 24, 2009

School is just about over. Emma has done very well. It appears that my daily reading to her has paid off. She was accepted to Skinner Elementary School. Mom might deserve a little credit, but were not going to tell her. All year long we received emails from her Teacher telling us how well she is performing. We decided to give Emma one whole week off. She will be attending Summer Camp. We are hoping she can over come her fears of lions, tigers and bears. Actually, I'm a little jealous, I never went to Summer Camp. Maybe we won't send her to Summer Camp.

Annya is dying to go to school. She sees everyone either going to school or going to work. She will say that she wants to go to school and that she wants to go to work. Her English is coming along very well. She finally gave up talking to me in Chinese. I'm going to miss the stare she gives me when I don't understand what she is saying. She must think Dad doesn't know too much. Even though I have learned a couple of Chinese words from her.

Enjoy the Summer girls. Don't we all wish we can turn back the clock and be in their shoes?

Summer Break

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School is just about over. Emma has done very well. It appears that my daily reading to her has paid off. She was accepted to Skinner Elementary School. Mom might deserve a little credit, but were not going to tell her. All year long we received emails from her Teacher telling us how well she is performing. We decided to give Emma one whole week off. She will be attending Summer Camp. We are hoping she can over come her fears of lions, tigers and bears. Actually, I'm a little jealous, I never went to Summer Camp. Maybe we won't send her to Summer Camp.

Annya is dying to go to school. She sees everyone either going to school or going to work. She will say that she wants to go to school and that she wants to go to work. Her English is coming along very well. She finally gave up talking to me in Chinese. I'm going to miss the stare she gives me when I don't understand what she is saying. She must think Dad doesn't know too much. Even though I have learned a couple of Chinese words from her.

Enjoy the Summer girls. Don't we all wish we can turn back the clock and be in their shoes?

Sunday, May 24, 2009
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May 16, 2009

Annya has over come some type of un invited Virus. She suffered all week long with high fever and temper tantrums (we suffered with the temper tantrums). She finally over came her fever on the fifth day just like the Doctor said. Thank my God that she didn't have to go to the Hospital on the sixth day.

Emma is doing fine and thinking about marriage. This is a little conversation we had about marriage.

Dad are you going to get old?
Why?
Some day I want to marry you.
I'm already married to your mom.
Can you only be married to one person?
Yes, you can only be married to one person. Someday when you get older, you will meet someone, fall in love and get married.
I know Dad, I don't want to get married right now!

Unknown Virus Enters Home

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Annya has over come some type of un invited Virus. She suffered all week long with high fever and temper tantrums (we suffered with the temper tantrums). She finally over came her fever on the fifth day just like the Doctor said. Thank my God that she didn't have to go to the Hospital on the sixth day.

Emma is doing fine and thinking about marriage. This is a little conversation we had about marriage.

Dad are you going to get old?
Why?
Some day I want to marry you.
I'm already married to your mom.
Can you only be married to one person?
Yes, you can only be married to one person. Someday when you get older, you will meet someone, fall in love and get married.
I know Dad, I don't want to get married right now!

Saturday, May 16, 2009
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May 05, 2009

Dad, do you think these flowers will live? (Dandelions in a cup of water)
Emma, why are you bringing weeds into the house?
These are not weeds, they are beautiful yellow flowers.
They are yellow, but not beautiful.
There are so many beautiful yellow flowers outside. I like to blow the yellow flowers when they turn white.
Please don't blow the yellow flowers in front of our house. Yellow isn't my favorite flower color.

Annya and I celebrated our birthdays together. She just turned two. I turned 35 or 36. I stopped counting after 30. Age is just a number that doesn't count. We each had our own home made cake. Annya, Emma and Mom made the beautiful cakes decorated with strawberries and kiwi. Annya has mastered the ABC'S. She can speak Chinese, English and Spanish. Her favorite Spanish word in andale. Looking foward to spending the Summer with Emma, Annya and my beautiful wife.

Dandelions are Flowers!

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Dad, do you think these flowers will live? (Dandelions in a cup of water)
Emma, why are you bringing weeds into the house?
These are not weeds, they are beautiful yellow flowers.
They are yellow, but not beautiful.
There are so many beautiful yellow flowers outside. I like to blow the yellow flowers when they turn white.
Please don't blow the yellow flowers in front of our house. Yellow isn't my favorite flower color.

Annya and I celebrated our birthdays together. She just turned two. I turned 35 or 36. I stopped counting after 30. Age is just a number that doesn't count. We each had our own home made cake. Annya, Emma and Mom made the beautiful cakes decorated with strawberries and kiwi. Annya has mastered the ABC'S. She can speak Chinese, English and Spanish. Her favorite Spanish word in andale. Looking foward to spending the Summer with Emma, Annya and my beautiful wife.

Tuesday, May 05, 2009
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April is supposed to be a beautiful month. The April this year in Chicago is a little cold, a little damp. Still it gradually warms up, occasionally sent us a lot of warm sun. Trees and flowers and grass finally woke up and turned green and opened up the beauty.

The spring indeed has come.

April is a little crazy for me, in a good way though. The past two months, I am probably one of the busiest person on earth. Got married, got a new job. The long-planned full-blown vacation to Washington was blown away though, because my new job.

The new job was a lot of fun.

Too bad though I could not spend more time with the two kids in this beautiful season. Emma definitely felt the miss. One day she asked me to draw a clock and mark the time at which I would return. She had me write down my phone number too. However, when she called, I was away. So she asked me, Mom, when I called you, why you said "Please leave a message"?

My blog suffered too.

Annya and Emma has grown beautifully. Could not read Emma many books as I have wanted, Annya got less reading. The plan to have Emma read to Annya has not worked out. However, Emma has always been eager to be the "sister", in charge of Annya's education, development and behavoir. With a sister like such, inevitably Annya has to cry. She admired her sister still. The two girls are inseperable.

In April, we decided to make flower gardens, vegetable gardens at the Louis' house at Indiana. So we had done a lot of work watering, weeding, planting, hoping ...

We plan to do more ...

April

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April is supposed to be a beautiful month. The April this year in Chicago is a little cold, a little damp. Still it gradually warms up, occasionally sent us a lot of warm sun. Trees and flowers and grass finally woke up and turned green and opened up the beauty.

The spring indeed has come.

April is a little crazy for me, in a good way though. The past two months, I am probably one of the busiest person on earth. Got married, got a new job. The long-planned full-blown vacation to Washington was blown away though, because my new job.

The new job was a lot of fun.

Too bad though I could not spend more time with the two kids in this beautiful season. Emma definitely felt the miss. One day she asked me to draw a clock and mark the time at which I would return. She had me write down my phone number too. However, when she called, I was away. So she asked me, Mom, when I called you, why you said "Please leave a message"?

My blog suffered too.

Annya and Emma has grown beautifully. Could not read Emma many books as I have wanted, Annya got less reading. The plan to have Emma read to Annya has not worked out. However, Emma has always been eager to be the "sister", in charge of Annya's education, development and behavoir. With a sister like such, inevitably Annya has to cry. She admired her sister still. The two girls are inseperable.

In April, we decided to make flower gardens, vegetable gardens at the Louis' house at Indiana. So we had done a lot of work watering, weeding, planting, hoping ...

We plan to do more ...

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April 20, 2009

Giants and Witches seem to want to appear in the darkness in the little mind of Emma. There is no problem during the day. Just don't let the house get dark and everything will be fine. At night time, we need to keep the lights "open" so that a Giant or a mean Witch won't bother us. It is a nice tool to use to get the girls to go to bed. Turn off one light at a time and they will know it is time to retreat into their safe beds. Annya seems to be immune to the darkness. She doesn't understand the theory of a Giant or a Witch. It is a little harder to get her to bed. Hopefully her big sister doesn't tell her about big Giants and evil Witches.

Giants and Witches

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Giants and Witches seem to want to appear in the darkness in the little mind of Emma. There is no problem during the day. Just don't let the house get dark and everything will be fine. At night time, we need to keep the lights "open" so that a Giant or a mean Witch won't bother us. It is a nice tool to use to get the girls to go to bed. Turn off one light at a time and they will know it is time to retreat into their safe beds. Annya seems to be immune to the darkness. She doesn't understand the theory of a Giant or a Witch. It is a little harder to get her to bed. Hopefully her big sister doesn't tell her about big Giants and evil Witches.

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April 08, 2009

On Feb. 27th, Emma was scheduled to take the CPS tests, one for gifted programs, one for classical schools. One is supposedly talent assessment, the other evaluation of your current "academic achievement".

I have always thought she was talented and well-into kindergarten level. Her teachers always give her glowing reviews, and she can just pick a book and read it though (if there are big difficult words, she would read them as "blah-blahs").

She thought she did a good job as well. She came out of the tests beaming, announcing that she was not even shy and she answered questions in a loud voice.

Well, this is probably a lesson that you cannot correctly evaluate yourself.

Anyway, she did not score in the 99 percentile range, she did not score above 130 on the gifted scale. As a result, she was not selected by any of the schools I applied for her.

She was not lucky either. She did not get picked by any of the magnet schools, despite the fact that I live next door to the great Hawthorne ...

Very discouraged, dispirited and puzzled. Kids of my friends are all either gifted or academically advanced. Each one of them cheerful and proud. I just cannot stop thinking, why? In all honesty, Emma is just curious, brilliant, happy and sweet, and she can read books like a kindergartner or first grader ...

The first test, the first setback in life.

The good thing is that Emma has no clue. She is not taking any stress, any blame, any make-up action. She is just as happy and carefree.

She kisses me goodbye every morning in all of her sweetness and cuteness. So I am happy too.

CPS headache

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On Feb. 27th, Emma was scheduled to take the CPS tests, one for gifted programs, one for classical schools. One is supposedly talent assessment, the other evaluation of your current "academic achievement".

I have always thought she was talented and well-into kindergarten level. Her teachers always give her glowing reviews, and she can just pick a book and read it though (if there are big difficult words, she would read them as "blah-blahs").

She thought she did a good job as well. She came out of the tests beaming, announcing that she was not even shy and she answered questions in a loud voice.

Well, this is probably a lesson that you cannot correctly evaluate yourself.

Anyway, she did not score in the 99 percentile range, she did not score above 130 on the gifted scale. As a result, she was not selected by any of the schools I applied for her.

She was not lucky either. She did not get picked by any of the magnet schools, despite the fact that I live next door to the great Hawthorne ...

Very discouraged, dispirited and puzzled. Kids of my friends are all either gifted or academically advanced. Each one of them cheerful and proud. I just cannot stop thinking, why? In all honesty, Emma is just curious, brilliant, happy and sweet, and she can read books like a kindergartner or first grader ...

The first test, the first setback in life.

The good thing is that Emma has no clue. She is not taking any stress, any blame, any make-up action. She is just as happy and carefree.

She kisses me goodbye every morning in all of her sweetness and cuteness. So I am happy too.

Wednesday, April 08, 2009
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Night one:
Dad when we die, where are we going to go?
We are all going to heaven.
Are we going to live with Jesus?
Yes, we are going to live with Jesus.
Can we come back to Chicago with Jesus?
Yes, you and Jesus can come back to Chicago.

Night two:
Dad, can I talk to you?
Yes.
Come closer Dad.
Ok.
Dad, Mom said not to believe anything you say.
Why?
Mom said that when she dies she is going to come back to Chicago and be with me.
If she wants to come back to Chicago, she can.
How will she then go to Heaven?
Everyone will go to heaven, your Mom is going to be with us for a long time. Don't worry about Heaven.

Death and Heaven

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Night one:
Dad when we die, where are we going to go?
We are all going to heaven.
Are we going to live with Jesus?
Yes, we are going to live with Jesus.
Can we come back to Chicago with Jesus?
Yes, you and Jesus can come back to Chicago.

Night two:
Dad, can I talk to you?
Yes.
Come closer Dad.
Ok.
Dad, Mom said not to believe anything you say.
Why?
Mom said that when she dies she is going to come back to Chicago and be with me.
If she wants to come back to Chicago, she can.
How will she then go to Heaven?
Everyone will go to heaven, your Mom is going to be with us for a long time. Don't worry about Heaven.

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March 20, 2009

Four months, that is the time that I dated Louis before I got married on Monday, March 16th, 2009. My mom picked the date, saying it was a double-lucky day. It is Feb 22nd by the Chinese Lunar calendar, it is my dad's birthday.

Sure. I could use the date.

Wedding is a magical thing for little girls like Emma. Princesses get married all the time then happily ever after. People get married with long white flowing gorgeous dresses all the time, with flower girls, with young women wearing dresses, bearing their shoulders, standing in the cold, smiling absently,

Not me though. Emma was probably a little puzzled and a little disappointed. Somehow somewhere someone does not do what books and everybody says. But I told her when one day she gets married, she can do a full-scale wedding if she wants to, if she wants to be one of those million people who wants to be stressed out in every way to look like a fancy princess.

So Monday Louis and I got married. Emma is already talking about her silly dad. Annya is indifferent to all of these. Louis is the first daddy-figure guy in her conciousness anyway.

Four months, that is how long Annya have come back from China.

She has grown a lot, especially her language. In the beginning, she could only say things in disjoint words, now she uses long sentences.

She is a bold, demanding girl, always fighting for the exact one thing that Emma has in her hand. The two girls play well together. Of course, they tell mom on each other all the time.

Surprisingly Annya is a little more shy when going out in a group setting. I took her to a few demo classes. She was always in the very watchful, half frozen state. She stared intensely at everything, everybody around her, would not move along with anybody. By the class end, she would warm up a little, happily say bye-bye to her teachers.

Well ... I guess like mother, like daughters,

Married

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Four months, that is the time that I dated Louis before I got married on Monday, March 16th, 2009. My mom picked the date, saying it was a double-lucky day. It is Feb 22nd by the Chinese Lunar calendar, it is my dad's birthday.

Sure. I could use the date.

Wedding is a magical thing for little girls like Emma. Princesses get married all the time then happily ever after. People get married with long white flowing gorgeous dresses all the time, with flower girls, with young women wearing dresses, bearing their shoulders, standing in the cold, smiling absently,

Not me though. Emma was probably a little puzzled and a little disappointed. Somehow somewhere someone does not do what books and everybody says. But I told her when one day she gets married, she can do a full-scale wedding if she wants to, if she wants to be one of those million people who wants to be stressed out in every way to look like a fancy princess.

So Monday Louis and I got married. Emma is already talking about her silly dad. Annya is indifferent to all of these. Louis is the first daddy-figure guy in her conciousness anyway.

Four months, that is how long Annya have come back from China.

She has grown a lot, especially her language. In the beginning, she could only say things in disjoint words, now she uses long sentences.

She is a bold, demanding girl, always fighting for the exact one thing that Emma has in her hand. The two girls play well together. Of course, they tell mom on each other all the time.

Surprisingly Annya is a little more shy when going out in a group setting. I took her to a few demo classes. She was always in the very watchful, half frozen state. She stared intensely at everything, everybody around her, would not move along with anybody. By the class end, she would warm up a little, happily say bye-bye to her teachers.

Well ... I guess like mother, like daughters,

Friday, March 20, 2009
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March 06, 2009


Emma's drawing, she said it is for the song:

May there always be blue sky
May there always be sunshine
May there always be mamma
May there always be me

May there always be mamma, there always be me

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Emma's drawing, she said it is for the song:

May there always be blue sky
May there always be sunshine
May there always be mamma
May there always be me

Friday, March 06, 2009
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February 17, 2009

The past few weeks we have had a birthday party for me and a very pink overly sweetened Valentine.

On my birthday, I got great many great drawings from Emma. On each one she wrote "mom, I love you". We made a giant cake, wasted quite some money on very junky frostings, candy decorations and candles and sparkles. Sure the two little kids had a good time. Surprisingly Annya has no taste for cake at all. She barely touched it. Her food of choice is still forever milk. She wants her milk all the time, nothing but milk.

What is Valentine? A super pink, super sweet, super commericial made-up day for selling and buying candies and roses. I got both. Again Emma settled into creating many many beautiful pictures. She brought home from school a box of little sweet treats and "I love you" cards. There was one also came in the mail, with no name signed and no return address, yet with a lot of xoxos.

A mystery. Emma said.

We bought a little fish for the girls. The first day Emma was so excited she requested to go to bed earlier so she could feed her fish early. Annya, who we thought would go crazy about the fish, somehow showed little interests.

Still, so now we have a little pretty purple fish in a fish bowl.

A little fish

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The past few weeks we have had a birthday party for me and a very pink overly sweetened Valentine.

On my birthday, I got great many great drawings from Emma. On each one she wrote "mom, I love you". We made a giant cake, wasted quite some money on very junky frostings, candy decorations and candles and sparkles. Sure the two little kids had a good time. Surprisingly Annya has no taste for cake at all. She barely touched it. Her food of choice is still forever milk. She wants her milk all the time, nothing but milk.

What is Valentine? A super pink, super sweet, super commericial made-up day for selling and buying candies and roses. I got both. Again Emma settled into creating many many beautiful pictures. She brought home from school a box of little sweet treats and "I love you" cards. There was one also came in the mail, with no name signed and no return address, yet with a lot of xoxos.

A mystery. Emma said.

We bought a little fish for the girls. The first day Emma was so excited she requested to go to bed earlier so she could feed her fish early. Annya, who we thought would go crazy about the fish, somehow showed little interests.

Still, so now we have a little pretty purple fish in a fish bowl.

Tuesday, February 17, 2009
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February 05, 2009

Sometimes Emma and I have very serious conversations on some very big topics. Like the following:

Conversation in the evening before my birthday:
Mommy, how old will you be tomorrow?
38.

Is that old?
It is old. (I pretended to cry)

Mommy I do not want you to be old I do not want you to die (Emma was almost crying)
Oh, 38 is not very old, just a little.

Mommy will you look the same tomorrow?
Yes.

Mommy will you stop growing? How can you stop growing. I do not want you to grow anymore. I do not want you to die

On the night I planned to get married:

Mommy, will Louis come to our house tomorrow?
Yes.

Will he go home after that?
No, he will stay overnight.

Why he does not go home?
Because I want him to stay with us, it is too far to drive back. Do you want him to stay?
Yes.

Do you want him to be your dad?
Yeah!!! I like that. Now I have two dads, one in China, one here. I have one Mommy.

Do you like him?
Yes, he is the most special guy.

He loves you and Annya very much and he will be the dad of you and Annya.
But Annya cannot even talk ...
That does not matter. She will learn.

So Louis will be your dad too?
NO ...

Will you have those beautiful dresses?
No, that is for wedding. I do not want to have a wedding.

Why?
Because it is very expensive. I do not want to spend that much money. And you can be beautiful without spending a lot of money.

...

Mommy, if you do not want to get married, when I grow up, I do not either.
But, yes, I want to get married, I just do not want to have a wedding.
Will I have a beautiful dress?
Yes.

==============================
This morning I tried to get a phone number from Leo, to no avail.
Mommy, who were you talking to?
Your dad's sister, Leo's sister. She would not even give me his phone number. I think he is really a bad guy, a bad dad. I do not even want him to be your dad.

Why? (Emma was on the verge of tears)
Because as a dad, he is supposed to help his children a lot, spend a lot of time, visit, contact, do things ... He is supposed to help me to take care of you and Annya.

(I could not even begin to explain how Leo has failed to even sign a quit claim to me as we have agreed, and how he has failed to pay one penny to his kids)

...

Mommy, daddy does not help you, can I help you?

Little conversations about birth and death and dad

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Sometimes Emma and I have very serious conversations on some very big topics. Like the following:

Conversation in the evening before my birthday:
Mommy, how old will you be tomorrow?
38.

Is that old?
It is old. (I pretended to cry)

Mommy I do not want you to be old I do not want you to die (Emma was almost crying)
Oh, 38 is not very old, just a little.

Mommy will you look the same tomorrow?
Yes.

Mommy will you stop growing? How can you stop growing. I do not want you to grow anymore. I do not want you to die

On the night I planned to get married:

Mommy, will Louis come to our house tomorrow?
Yes.

Will he go home after that?
No, he will stay overnight.

Why he does not go home?
Because I want him to stay with us, it is too far to drive back. Do you want him to stay?
Yes.

Do you want him to be your dad?
Yeah!!! I like that. Now I have two dads, one in China, one here. I have one Mommy.

Do you like him?
Yes, he is the most special guy.

He loves you and Annya very much and he will be the dad of you and Annya.
But Annya cannot even talk ...
That does not matter. She will learn.

So Louis will be your dad too?
NO ...

Will you have those beautiful dresses?
No, that is for wedding. I do not want to have a wedding.

Why?
Because it is very expensive. I do not want to spend that much money. And you can be beautiful without spending a lot of money.

...

Mommy, if you do not want to get married, when I grow up, I do not either.
But, yes, I want to get married, I just do not want to have a wedding.
Will I have a beautiful dress?
Yes.

==============================
This morning I tried to get a phone number from Leo, to no avail.
Mommy, who were you talking to?
Your dad's sister, Leo's sister. She would not even give me his phone number. I think he is really a bad guy, a bad dad. I do not even want him to be your dad.

Why? (Emma was on the verge of tears)
Because as a dad, he is supposed to help his children a lot, spend a lot of time, visit, contact, do things ... He is supposed to help me to take care of you and Annya.

(I could not even begin to explain how Leo has failed to even sign a quit claim to me as we have agreed, and how he has failed to pay one penny to his kids)

...

Mommy, daddy does not help you, can I help you?

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January 27, 2009

When I was little, Chinese new year meant a great deal. You get to wear new / fancy clothes, there would be a plenty and a variety of tasty food, you are supposed to look red / happy, you get red envelops with money, sometimes you even get substantial amount of money especially when you are bigger. The time when I was about to go to college, I got hundreds of Huans.

For a few years after I came to America, Chinese New Year did not mean anything to me.

Now with my parents in town, everything goes by Chinese tradition again, as far as I can manage.

This year is the year of OX. Yesterday was the first day of Chinese Lunar Year. There are parties everywhere in China.

Emma was excited. She drew pictures and pictures of a Chinese New Year dinner. We invited people to our little crammy apt and we had a good time. Emma's teacher Ms. Caunca was with us too, which made Emma especially giddy. My mom brought red lanterns from China. We hung them up. Both Emma and Annya were amazed. Annya ran around and said: "Look. Look. How beautiful" ...

...

So that was the Chinese New Year of OX.

...

Annya is a little parrot, parroting whatever languages we taught her. And we have a mixed bag of languages, Chinese (in Mandarin and in SiChuan dialect), then English, then a little bit of Spanish. So one night Annya said: "Good noches"

Emma? Emma is doing well in school, however, she is one big procrastinator. She is always so slow getting ready, going to school, going to bed, then slow in falling asleep. I have not found one way or another to train her out of the habit.

Chinese New Year

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When I was little, Chinese new year meant a great deal. You get to wear new / fancy clothes, there would be a plenty and a variety of tasty food, you are supposed to look red / happy, you get red envelops with money, sometimes you even get substantial amount of money especially when you are bigger. The time when I was about to go to college, I got hundreds of Huans.

For a few years after I came to America, Chinese New Year did not mean anything to me.

Now with my parents in town, everything goes by Chinese tradition again, as far as I can manage.

This year is the year of OX. Yesterday was the first day of Chinese Lunar Year. There are parties everywhere in China.

Emma was excited. She drew pictures and pictures of a Chinese New Year dinner. We invited people to our little crammy apt and we had a good time. Emma's teacher Ms. Caunca was with us too, which made Emma especially giddy. My mom brought red lanterns from China. We hung them up. Both Emma and Annya were amazed. Annya ran around and said: "Look. Look. How beautiful" ...

...

So that was the Chinese New Year of OX.

...

Annya is a little parrot, parroting whatever languages we taught her. And we have a mixed bag of languages, Chinese (in Mandarin and in SiChuan dialect), then English, then a little bit of Spanish. So one night Annya said: "Good noches"

Emma? Emma is doing well in school, however, she is one big procrastinator. She is always so slow getting ready, going to school, going to bed, then slow in falling asleep. I have not found one way or another to train her out of the habit.

Tuesday, January 27, 2009
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January 23, 2009

Teacher's comments on Quarter 2:

Emma has grown so much this term. She has become more sociable and comfortable with her friends. Her handwriting and drawing skills continue to be excellent. We are working to strengthen her decoding skills, so that she may become a more fluent reader. She has a strong grasp on numbers and has great critical thinkings skills. We are also working on her ability to be more assertive with her friends.

Later, I had more email conversation with Ms. Caunca, she offered more observations.

Emma does have strong Language, but this has grown so much this term, I feel she is developing. She is still slowly opening up to her peers. I have observed that she is still shy and prefers adult interactions. But I feel she has made great strides in comparison to the First Term. She has made more friends and I find her more often playing with other children rather than just watching. Her Gross Motor/ Physical skills are fine for a girl her age. she is not the most athletic, but she enjoys playing in the gym.

Report card

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Teacher's comments on Quarter 2:

Emma has grown so much this term. She has become more sociable and comfortable with her friends. Her handwriting and drawing skills continue to be excellent. We are working to strengthen her decoding skills, so that she may become a more fluent reader. She has a strong grasp on numbers and has great critical thinkings skills. We are also working on her ability to be more assertive with her friends.

Later, I had more email conversation with Ms. Caunca, she offered more observations.

Emma does have strong Language, but this has grown so much this term, I feel she is developing. She is still slowly opening up to her peers. I have observed that she is still shy and prefers adult interactions. But I feel she has made great strides in comparison to the First Term. She has made more friends and I find her more often playing with other children rather than just watching. Her Gross Motor/ Physical skills are fine for a girl her age. she is not the most athletic, but she enjoys playing in the gym.

Friday, January 23, 2009
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January 18, 2009

So the streak of holidays have run its course. Emma now is back to her school, I am back to work, and Annya is back to her schedule, whatever it is.

As usual, I have to think hard to remember what I did for the holidays. My memory does not come back in conversations, a hurried "How was your new year's day?". It comes in some unexpected moments, a little girl passing while staring at me with all of the intensity and curiosity, like the way Annya studies me.

Whatever we did for the holidays. We ran around from families to families. Both Emma and Annya have collected many toys, epecially Annya. Emma, probably influenced by me, are little contemptuous of toys. She is more interested playing with Annya, playing sister, playing someone who is more knowaledgable, caring and in charge.

They play toys indiscriminatingly. Toys are played, forgotten, discarded then resurfaced.

Yesterday, Emma and Annya played the little vegetable-cutting game. Emma was authoritive naming and cutting all of the vegetables, and expertly pretended that she has made a wonderful dinner. Annya of course followed suit, copied whatever Emma did.

Annya is a little parrot, however much clever and advanced. She copied whatever we say, and always managed to say the right and amusing things at the right moment.

Last night, she climbed the bunker bed, we scolded her: "Annya, it is dangerous. How could you?" She said: It is Ok.

We say, "Annya time to pee now".
She shake her head: "Annya does not want to pee."

Emma say: "I want ice cream"
Annya says: "Annya wants an ice cream too."

...

Snow days, slow days

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So the streak of holidays have run its course. Emma now is back to her school, I am back to work, and Annya is back to her schedule, whatever it is.

As usual, I have to think hard to remember what I did for the holidays. My memory does not come back in conversations, a hurried "How was your new year's day?". It comes in some unexpected moments, a little girl passing while staring at me with all of the intensity and curiosity, like the way Annya studies me.

Whatever we did for the holidays. We ran around from families to families. Both Emma and Annya have collected many toys, epecially Annya. Emma, probably influenced by me, are little contemptuous of toys. She is more interested playing with Annya, playing sister, playing someone who is more knowaledgable, caring and in charge.

They play toys indiscriminatingly. Toys are played, forgotten, discarded then resurfaced.

Yesterday, Emma and Annya played the little vegetable-cutting game. Emma was authoritive naming and cutting all of the vegetables, and expertly pretended that she has made a wonderful dinner. Annya of course followed suit, copied whatever Emma did.

Annya is a little parrot, however much clever and advanced. She copied whatever we say, and always managed to say the right and amusing things at the right moment.

Last night, she climbed the bunker bed, we scolded her: "Annya, it is dangerous. How could you?" She said: It is Ok.

We say, "Annya time to pee now".
She shake her head: "Annya does not want to pee."

Emma say: "I want ice cream"
Annya says: "Annya wants an ice cream too."

...

Sunday, January 18, 2009
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January 09, 2009

A little email conversation between Emma's teacher and me today:

Ms. Caunca:
Hi Xun!

Just a quick little, happy note. Emma came in this morning so happy and beaming. The first thing she said to me as she grinned, "I have a shirt on underneath that says, 'I'm the Big Sister" and she is so proud of it.

I feel she is so proud of being a big sister and she talks about Annya so much. Yesterday we had the best conversation about ice skating. I just wanted to share this moment with you because it warms my heart to see her so happy and proud.

Xun:

yes, she is very proud of Annya and she is taking her sistership very seriously, too seriously that she has to stand between Annya and us whenever we try to tell Annya that she was not doing something right. She has to administer everything Annya eats, so if we want to give Annya a candy, she would want us to give it to her first ...

Yes, she and Annya are playing very well together. And Emma generally is very sweet to her sister, as Annya is more aggressive and demanding, does not have any ideas about sharing

Before Annya even came back, Emma has planned to read Annya diligently. I am still waiting for this to happen

Thank you so much for sharing moments like this with me, Emma and I are so lucky to have you,

www.youtube.com/watch?v=QEHz3kMBRuE

I am the big sister

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A little email conversation between Emma's teacher and me today:

Ms. Caunca:
Hi Xun!

Just a quick little, happy note. Emma came in this morning so happy and beaming. The first thing she said to me as she grinned, "I have a shirt on underneath that says, 'I'm the Big Sister" and she is so proud of it.

I feel she is so proud of being a big sister and she talks about Annya so much. Yesterday we had the best conversation about ice skating. I just wanted to share this moment with you because it warms my heart to see her so happy and proud.

Xun:

yes, she is very proud of Annya and she is taking her sistership very seriously, too seriously that she has to stand between Annya and us whenever we try to tell Annya that she was not doing something right. She has to administer everything Annya eats, so if we want to give Annya a candy, she would want us to give it to her first ...

Yes, she and Annya are playing very well together. And Emma generally is very sweet to her sister, as Annya is more aggressive and demanding, does not have any ideas about sharing

Before Annya even came back, Emma has planned to read Annya diligently. I am still waiting for this to happen

Thank you so much for sharing moments like this with me, Emma and I are so lucky to have you,

www.youtube.com/watch?v=QEHz3kMBRuE

Friday, January 09, 2009
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January 01, 2009

What is holiday if there is not a lot of videos?



Jingle bell and sports videos

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What is holiday if there is not a lot of videos?



Thursday, January 01, 2009
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