15 February 2009

holding hands


they do this a lot in the car now. it's sweet and it makes us smile. we are hoping that they will grow up to be great friends. we will do our best to encourage & facilitate this.

02 February 2009

My name is....

It gives us great pleasure to present ... the first time Trinhity has written her name unassisted with the letters in the proper order -- and she nailed her little brother's nickname in the same go:

She's been "signing" her artwork with her name and addressing her so-called gift cards for months, often with the appropriate first initials: "T" for her, "t" for Taison (because he's the little 't'), "H" for Mama's name, "B" for Daddy's name, and so on. She can write almost all the letters, although a few are still a bit shaky -- like her S's and some confusion between M's and N's.

That's a respectable shot at her brother's full name, too -- the "S" is interesting, and it should be an "n", but at least she's consistent. She did this last Friday, the 30th, at the ripe old age of 3.65 years...give or take.

CAVEAT: yes, the Mama-san helped her a bit (verbally) to get the order correct.

Life is just NOT fair!


We've been seeing a lot of this face lately. It seems she is going from 3 to 12. She goes from sweet to sassy in about 12 seconds and she has us fearing for the tween years.

Sugar & spice and everything nice,
that's what little girls are made of.

...there is not a mention of the particular "spice" used in this recipe.
Me thinks ours has a touch of curry in it....

4:43 AM

Trinhity's little brother started fussing this morning around 4:15 AM, loudly enough to rouse me from down the hall. I whispered to Trinh that I was going to go help Mommy with Tài Tài, tucked her under the covers and crept out of the room. She was groggy, at best.

A half-hour later, after coaxing the Mancub to sleep and reluctantly putting him back where he could further abuse his already dangerously sleep-deprived mother, I snuck back into bed with Trinh.

She rolled over lazily and said with perfect diction, "So, Daddy....how did it go?"