February 21, 2011

Emma, I don't want to go to school. Annya, why don't you want to go? I don't like the school, I don't like the teachers, I don't like the kids in the school. The only person I like is me! Daddy did you hear Annya? Yes, at least she does like someone:)

Emma loves going to school and gets upset when her school closes for Holidays. Hopefully some of that love will rub off on Annya. Yung just enjoys the ride. He waits for Emma to be dropped off at her bus stop, Mommy taken to the train station and Annya walked to her school. Once he knows everyone has made it safely; he can relax, enjoy the ride home and take his daily nap.

Love your self first

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Emma, I don't want to go to school. Annya, why don't you want to go? I don't like the school, I don't like the teachers, I don't like the kids in the school. The only person I like is me! Daddy did you hear Annya? Yes, at least she does like someone:)

Emma loves going to school and gets upset when her school closes for Holidays. Hopefully some of that love will rub off on Annya. Yung just enjoys the ride. He waits for Emma to be dropped off at her bus stop, Mommy taken to the train station and Annya walked to her school. Once he knows everyone has made it safely; he can relax, enjoy the ride home and take his daily nap.

Monday, February 21, 2011
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February 15, 2011

Up to date, Yung has already had two surgeries. So up to now in Yung's young life, he has already raked up more than 20k medical bills before insurance. God forbids us not to have good insurance.

Money aside, Yung took all surgeries, infections, colds alike valiantly and nonchalantly. That is, as if nothing happened or is happening. Half an hour after his 2nd surgery, he slept tummy down and snoring soundly, then he wanted milk. He never made a sound when he had ear infections, we would have missed them if I did not constantly peek into his ears.

A good boy and a mommy's boy is he. He follows me from room to room, ma-ma, ma-ma. He is still not daring enough to stand and walk. However he can walk fast and steady if I hold his hands. Like mommy, like sisters, he loves books. He can sit in his book piles for 30 minutes straight, pointing, making coo-coo sounds, or ro-ar, ro-ar sounds for lions and bears. When we sing, he hmm-hmm along and we all laugh.

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Emma is still the perfect sister to Yung, yet not-so-perfect sister to Annya. Even so, they two have become closer and closer, with Annya plays her little needy sis roles, Emma takes the mantle of knowing-it-all and you-follow-me. So Emma draws, Annya colors. Emma reads, Annya laughs. Sometimes they collaborate on a big picture, and I got extraordinary gorgeous colors and impressionist pictures. By the way, Annya has become better and better in drawing.

Annya still whines a lot, defensively, accusingly ... she is sometimes acting like a little mean sister to Yung, taking away Yung's books, toys, intentionally blocking the way of Yung ... but she is quick to say Sorry without being sincere.

Yesterday was Valentine. Poor Emma, she had to make 32 plus cards for her classmates, at least she got a lot of heart (candies) back. Annya too, she got a bag of sweets home too. So Yung got some by extension too.

So my big bunch of little kids had a sweet day.

Sweet Valentine - little progress report of Yung, Annya and Emma

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Up to date, Yung has already had two surgeries. So up to now in Yung's young life, he has already raked up more than 20k medical bills before insurance. God forbids us not to have good insurance.

Money aside, Yung took all surgeries, infections, colds alike valiantly and nonchalantly. That is, as if nothing happened or is happening. Half an hour after his 2nd surgery, he slept tummy down and snoring soundly, then he wanted milk. He never made a sound when he had ear infections, we would have missed them if I did not constantly peek into his ears.

A good boy and a mommy's boy is he. He follows me from room to room, ma-ma, ma-ma. He is still not daring enough to stand and walk. However he can walk fast and steady if I hold his hands. Like mommy, like sisters, he loves books. He can sit in his book piles for 30 minutes straight, pointing, making coo-coo sounds, or ro-ar, ro-ar sounds for lions and bears. When we sing, he hmm-hmm along and we all laugh.

...

Emma is still the perfect sister to Yung, yet not-so-perfect sister to Annya. Even so, they two have become closer and closer, with Annya plays her little needy sis roles, Emma takes the mantle of knowing-it-all and you-follow-me. So Emma draws, Annya colors. Emma reads, Annya laughs. Sometimes they collaborate on a big picture, and I got extraordinary gorgeous colors and impressionist pictures. By the way, Annya has become better and better in drawing.

Annya still whines a lot, defensively, accusingly ... she is sometimes acting like a little mean sister to Yung, taking away Yung's books, toys, intentionally blocking the way of Yung ... but she is quick to say Sorry without being sincere.

Yesterday was Valentine. Poor Emma, she had to make 32 plus cards for her classmates, at least she got a lot of heart (candies) back. Annya too, she got a bag of sweets home too. So Yung got some by extension too.

So my big bunch of little kids had a sweet day.

Tuesday, February 15, 2011
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February 14, 2011

Annya has locked the door to a room with no one inside a couple of times. Emma has watched me take the door knob off and open the door. She can probably unlock a door herself. After coming home from work I find the bathroom door missing a door knob. I asked Emma in the morning if Annya locked the door again? She said yes. She then said that Mommy was trying to put the screw driver in the middle of the door knob. Emma then said that she told Mommy that the screw driver doesn't go there; it goes where the two screws are. Emma then said that Mommy told her to shut up.

Annya has been proud of her gas lately. Daddy I just farted. Good job Annya! Daddy I just farted with my mouth. Nice.

Who is the Teacher?

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Annya has locked the door to a room with no one inside a couple of times. Emma has watched me take the door knob off and open the door. She can probably unlock a door herself. After coming home from work I find the bathroom door missing a door knob. I asked Emma in the morning if Annya locked the door again? She said yes. She then said that Mommy was trying to put the screw driver in the middle of the door knob. Emma then said that she told Mommy that the screw driver doesn't go there; it goes where the two screws are. Emma then said that Mommy told her to shut up.

Annya has been proud of her gas lately. Daddy I just farted. Good job Annya! Daddy I just farted with my mouth. Nice.

Monday, February 14, 2011
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