Catch Up

I've had a couple of blog entries in my head, just getting around to it.

Mia and David
Since I don't do a great job keeping a scrapbook on my kids and their development, this is it. I hope you kids read this one day and forgive me for not having frilly scrapbooks for you.

In as many ways as Didi is different from Mia, he is also very similar to her when she was his age. I hate to compare and am not assigning good or bad, just observations. I promise not to compare in a negative way. Here are some ways they are different.

In utero, Didi moved and kicked more ferociously than Mia ever did. Didi thrashes so much during baths that water splashes everywhere. David also loses his socks from kicking so much. It's an endearing quality. But the biggest difference is when I used to talk to Mia, she really seemed interested in what I was saying and would stop to study my face and lips. When I talk to David, he looks at me, but seems to be more interested in shoving his fingers in his mouth. His singular devotion in life is to his fingers at the moment. Didi has even figured out a way to nurse and suck on his thumb at the same time. Kudos to him for good problem solving skills.

My Artiste
Last week Mia drew her first recognizable piece of art. She drew what she described as Kona on her Magna Doodle (from Uncle Young Jun, Auntie Faith and Julia, thanks). Prior to this, she just drew scribbles, circles, and lines. Nothing you'd be able to recognize so I was extremely proud of her creation and managed to take some pictures before she erased her work. Near "Kona" you will see some mountain like scribbles. According to Mia, it says, "M-I-A for Mia"




Who Needs Comedians When You Have Kids
Mia is the funniest thing in my life at the moment. I realize not everyone might find her amusing, no worries. She always cracks me up. Most of the time she does not intend on being funny, she's just being herself and so earnest too. Last week, Papa was away for one night. As I got Mia ready for bed by brushing her teeth, I told her that she had to help me out because I was tired and by myself. She spit out her toothpaste, looked at me while pointing to my tummy and said, "Do you have a baby in there?" I just busted out laughing. She must have thought back and made a connection between all the times, I used to say how tired I was when I was pregnant with Didi.

Another time, I lifted Mia up to the kitchen sink to wash her hands before dinner. I told her that she's all grown up and getting too heavy for Mama to bao bao. When I put her down, she started to do a hunched over walk and said, "Mama, look, I'm lower now, you can still bao bao (hold) me!" Funny, but makes me sad that she is growing up so much and even sadder that she knows it too.