A diaper to celebrate Earth Day!
Picnic at the park.
23 April 2008
22 April 2008
Things a Toddler Says
To celebrate Earth Day we had a picnic in the park to avoid using lights and the oven to cook. We used Tupperware to contain the food so that we wouldn't use plastic bags for our vegetable wraps.
Desi is wearing a dress. As we are walking to the park, she is lifting her dress all the way up to her chest.
Me: Please put your dress down.
Her: But I'm nursing the snowman.
Where did she come up with that one?
Desi is wearing a dress. As we are walking to the park, she is lifting her dress all the way up to her chest.
Me: Please put your dress down.
Her: But I'm nursing the snowman.
Where did she come up with that one?
13 April 2008
Sponge Bob goes on his way
Time to bid Sponge Bob farewell!
We took a leisurely drive to Burlington for a good cache and good food.
My little hiker.
Sponge Bob tunnel
Sponge Bob hitches a ride
Rock climbing Bob
Just a cool log. M stuck leaves in it.
Sponge Bob takes a break until his next adventure.
Couple of pictures along the way.
Afterwards the kids played at the park nearby.
Now I'm intrigued. Must go visit the website.
We took a leisurely drive to Burlington for a good cache and good food.
My little hiker.
Sponge Bob tunnel
Sponge Bob hitches a ride
Rock climbing Bob
Just a cool log. M stuck leaves in it.
Sponge Bob takes a break until his next adventure.
Couple of pictures along the way.
Afterwards the kids played at the park nearby.
Now I'm intrigued. Must go visit the website.
11 April 2008
Should have gone back to bed
Bodhi woke up at 5:30 this morning.
I should have gone back to bed.
What else is new? He usually wakes up at the crack ass of dawn. I swear he is delusional and thinks he is a rooster. Morning started off as usual. Desmina woke up crying because her Daddy forgot to say bye to her. I reminded her that he did say bye and gave her a special kiss. She was too deep in sleep (too bad I wasn't there too) to remember.
I should have gone back to bed.
I thought that we could use the left over pancake batter from lunch the other day (which was a disaster). Open the fridge. Kids come clawing to the refrigerator. You know I don't feed them. Not at all. Condiments are dropping. Desmina being my special helper, puts them back. Chocolate sauce is opened and upside down and dripping to the floor. Bodhi turbo crawls to the puddle and start lapping at the floor. Gosh! I should feed the poor boy more often.
I should have gone back to bed.
Hmmm...there isn't enough batter for pancakes for all of us. I'll throw some waffles in the toaster oven. How come the toaster light has suddenly turned off? That's right, we live in an old house and can't run two things at once! I have to go downstairs and figure out which fuse box is mine.
Should have gone back to bed.
Knock, knock. It's my neighbor asking me if I can watch Kalie and Sam because their dad told her that it was inconvenient for him to take his own children. Nana had an appointment that she had to go to, which she warned them in advanced that she had to leave early. Of course I said, "Sure."
Should have gone back to bed.
Desmina is trying to be sweet, but Kalie keeps yelling at her. Those that know Desmina, knows that she is a viper. She can strike quickly. Luckily we get through the afternoon with no serious incidence on Desmina's end. Kalie, however, is a different story.
You know it's bad when it takes two grown adults to change her pants. Kalie refused to go potty for me or Carlos. After pleading with her, bribing her, threatening to tell her mommy I realized that the girl wasn't going to go. I had to take her by force. It is obvious the girl has to go and she is fighting to keep it in until Nana comes back home. Kalie is desperately holding on to her crotch and doing a little jig. The hand goes to her butt. I have to go take her to the bathroom NOW with her kicking and screaming. Too late. I have to pry her pants off her and hope that crap doesn't get smeared on her legs. Kalie is still screaming. She runs out of the bathroom. Carlos is able to corral her and as he holds her I attempt to put new pants on the moving target. Kali goes back and forth between the kids tormenting them because she is miserable and you know misery loves company.
Should have gone back to bed.
Dinner is fucked. I attempted to make steamed buns, but they didn't rise. Well, they did partially before getting baked by the toaster oven. I had put the bowl on top of the toaster oven and set it on warm, with the genius idea that they would rise better because it being on top of a warm surface area.
Should have gone back to bed.
Instead we just had steamed balls, (which was quite tasty, I'm just disappointed that it didn't turn out the way I planned) the cabbage, broccoli, carrot and tofu filling and rice. At least my family got to eat. Bodhi throws his plate on the floor. Nothing new there.
Fred and I are in the kitchen talking. All of a sudden I hear a yell. It's Desmina running from the bathroom. I go see what is wrong. Water is creeping from the toilet. Damn toilet! I hate that freaking toilet. The whole bathroom is covered in an inch of water. Disgusting. Nothing I hate more than the bathroom being dirty. Of course there is dirty laundry on the floor which is now saturated with nasty toilet.
Should have gone back to bed.
I need to get out of the house! So we go to Borders. We order our drinks; Desmina has a steamer. I spend my time reading with Desmina or chasing Bodhi; I am enjoying myself. I decide to use my American Express gift cheque. Desmina spends her time picking out a book. When we get to the cashier, they don't take it. Fred thinks the guy is full of crap because the premise of the gift cheque is that they take it wherever they take American Express, which Borders takes AE. No worries. We spent the time picking out a book, we just pay for it. Desmina is occupied. When she realizes that the book is in the bag she starts yelling that she wants to hold the book. We oblige, but she is still yelling. It's escalating. We step aside to let the people behind us pass. As soon as we step outside she shrieks, "I want to say bye!" Fine, Fred takes her inside. She is still yelling. She hits Fred. Fred takes her to the car with her kicking and screaming. Now everything is upsetting her. She wants me to do it. She wants to get in the car herself. She wants to buckle herself. The buckles aren't working.
Should have gone back to bed
I hated to do this to her, but I had to take the book back. I really wanted her to have the book, but there was no way she was going to have the book now. Not with her screaming. Not with her hitting her Daddy. Maybe I should have handled it differently, but I had a long ass day. None of the methods that I have read in my countless books came to my mind.
By the time I came back to the car, Desmina had already calmed down. We talked about her behavior. Desmina even apologized. I know there will be many temper tantrums to come. I just hope that she chooses a better day than today to have t hem. It's just so exhausting! I'm exhausted. I was planning on getting sloshed on cheap wine coolers, but I cannot muster the energy.
I AM going to bed!
I should have gone back to bed.
What else is new? He usually wakes up at the crack ass of dawn. I swear he is delusional and thinks he is a rooster. Morning started off as usual. Desmina woke up crying because her Daddy forgot to say bye to her. I reminded her that he did say bye and gave her a special kiss. She was too deep in sleep (too bad I wasn't there too) to remember.
I should have gone back to bed.
I thought that we could use the left over pancake batter from lunch the other day (which was a disaster). Open the fridge. Kids come clawing to the refrigerator. You know I don't feed them. Not at all. Condiments are dropping. Desmina being my special helper, puts them back. Chocolate sauce is opened and upside down and dripping to the floor. Bodhi turbo crawls to the puddle and start lapping at the floor. Gosh! I should feed the poor boy more often.
I should have gone back to bed.
Hmmm...there isn't enough batter for pancakes for all of us. I'll throw some waffles in the toaster oven. How come the toaster light has suddenly turned off? That's right, we live in an old house and can't run two things at once! I have to go downstairs and figure out which fuse box is mine.
Should have gone back to bed.
Knock, knock. It's my neighbor asking me if I can watch Kalie and Sam because their dad told her that it was inconvenient for him to take his own children. Nana had an appointment that she had to go to, which she warned them in advanced that she had to leave early. Of course I said, "Sure."
Should have gone back to bed.
Desmina is trying to be sweet, but Kalie keeps yelling at her. Those that know Desmina, knows that she is a viper. She can strike quickly. Luckily we get through the afternoon with no serious incidence on Desmina's end. Kalie, however, is a different story.
You know it's bad when it takes two grown adults to change her pants. Kalie refused to go potty for me or Carlos. After pleading with her, bribing her, threatening to tell her mommy I realized that the girl wasn't going to go. I had to take her by force. It is obvious the girl has to go and she is fighting to keep it in until Nana comes back home. Kalie is desperately holding on to her crotch and doing a little jig. The hand goes to her butt. I have to go take her to the bathroom NOW with her kicking and screaming. Too late. I have to pry her pants off her and hope that crap doesn't get smeared on her legs. Kalie is still screaming. She runs out of the bathroom. Carlos is able to corral her and as he holds her I attempt to put new pants on the moving target. Kali goes back and forth between the kids tormenting them because she is miserable and you know misery loves company.
Should have gone back to bed.
Dinner is fucked. I attempted to make steamed buns, but they didn't rise. Well, they did partially before getting baked by the toaster oven. I had put the bowl on top of the toaster oven and set it on warm, with the genius idea that they would rise better because it being on top of a warm surface area.
Should have gone back to bed.
Instead we just had steamed balls, (which was quite tasty, I'm just disappointed that it didn't turn out the way I planned) the cabbage, broccoli, carrot and tofu filling and rice. At least my family got to eat. Bodhi throws his plate on the floor. Nothing new there.
Fred and I are in the kitchen talking. All of a sudden I hear a yell. It's Desmina running from the bathroom. I go see what is wrong. Water is creeping from the toilet. Damn toilet! I hate that freaking toilet. The whole bathroom is covered in an inch of water. Disgusting. Nothing I hate more than the bathroom being dirty. Of course there is dirty laundry on the floor which is now saturated with nasty toilet.
Should have gone back to bed.
I need to get out of the house! So we go to Borders. We order our drinks; Desmina has a steamer. I spend my time reading with Desmina or chasing Bodhi; I am enjoying myself. I decide to use my American Express gift cheque. Desmina spends her time picking out a book. When we get to the cashier, they don't take it. Fred thinks the guy is full of crap because the premise of the gift cheque is that they take it wherever they take American Express, which Borders takes AE. No worries. We spent the time picking out a book, we just pay for it. Desmina is occupied. When she realizes that the book is in the bag she starts yelling that she wants to hold the book. We oblige, but she is still yelling. It's escalating. We step aside to let the people behind us pass. As soon as we step outside she shrieks, "I want to say bye!" Fine, Fred takes her inside. She is still yelling. She hits Fred. Fred takes her to the car with her kicking and screaming. Now everything is upsetting her. She wants me to do it. She wants to get in the car herself. She wants to buckle herself. The buckles aren't working.
Should have gone back to bed
I hated to do this to her, but I had to take the book back. I really wanted her to have the book, but there was no way she was going to have the book now. Not with her screaming. Not with her hitting her Daddy. Maybe I should have handled it differently, but I had a long ass day. None of the methods that I have read in my countless books came to my mind.
By the time I came back to the car, Desmina had already calmed down. We talked about her behavior. Desmina even apologized. I know there will be many temper tantrums to come. I just hope that she chooses a better day than today to have t hem. It's just so exhausting! I'm exhausted. I was planning on getting sloshed on cheap wine coolers, but I cannot muster the energy.
I AM going to bed!
08 April 2008
06 April 2008
02 April 2008
My Witty M
Yesterday, she takes her brother's foot and holds it to her like a phone.
"Brrrrring.Hello? Oh, hi. Mommy it's B."
"Brrrrring.Hello? Oh, hi. Mommy it's B."
01 April 2008
Going to lock this
Hi I'm going to lock this soon. If you want access comment me and I can add you.
:)
:)
I cut her hair
I wanted her to have long hair, but she kept on getting knots. It is so fine. It will get knots just if we change her shirt. It never grew that long anyways because it would just rat out. So I decided to cut it instead of trimming it. DH told me and I know it's totally UNPC but it cracked me up, "Are you going to send her to special school to match the hair?" He then started singing "Ob la di.." song from Life Goes On. This was before I cut her hair.
Okay so what do you think?
I didn't think to get before pictures. But I have a video of today of them playing cars.
Okay so what do you think?
I didn't think to get before pictures. But I have a video of today of them playing cars.
20 March 2008
Love is
having soup together.
actually he kind of crashed her soup party.
Ahhh sibling love.
Happy Love Thursday!
14 March 2008
17 February 2008
Life with M as a big sister
This afternoon, Fred caught M riding on top of her little brother.
F: Get off your brother.
M: But he is a horsey.
F: He is not a horse. Get off.
M: I'll sing a song. Riding on a donkey, sitting on a cactus.
Just a few minutes ago, while I'm nursing B, she is trying to pull his head away from me. "It's a coconut. I have to get the water out."
She is now shampooing his head. He isn't catching much of a break today.
F: Get off your brother.
M: But he is a horsey.
F: He is not a horse. Get off.
M: I'll sing a song. Riding on a donkey, sitting on a cactus.
Just a few minutes ago, while I'm nursing B, she is trying to pull his head away from me. "It's a coconut. I have to get the water out."
She is now shampooing his head. He isn't catching much of a break today.
14 February 2008
12 February 2008
Chúc Mừng Năm Mới
Last Thursday was the Lunar New Year. For the New Year, I wish everyone peace, happiness and good health.
New Hampshire doesn't have much to offer for the Asian culture. We flew to Texas to visit family and let the kids learn about Tết.
Starting off the dance
Dancing Dragons
Lighting the firecrackers
Inside the market.
The dancers go into the market as the owners greet the dragon lion. They offer lì xì to the dragon-lion. He will then throw fruit out to the people. Be careful for flying oranges. One year M got hit square in the head with an orange. I figured it was good luck.
07 February 2008
06 February 2008
Tag, you're it! No tag backs
Let's see how far this meme game will take us. And also who is actually reading my blog.
The Rules:
* Link to the person that tagged you and post the rules on your blog.
Share five random and/or weird facts about yourself on your blog. Share the five top places on your “want to see or want to see again” list.
* Tag a minimum of five random people at the end of your post and include links to their blogs.
* Let each person know that they have been tagged by leaving a comment in their blog.
The Meme:
* I was tagged by Ei
Five random and/or weird facts about me
* I have a thing about numbers. I find myself counting for no reason at all. If I
don't like a certain number, I'll avoid getting that amount. Whether or not I like a number can change daily. My favorite number is five. How fitting that this is a game of five.
* Currently, I have four tattoos. They each mean something to me. If I am to get branded for life, I want it to have spiritually meaning.
* When I was younger, I wanted to be an author. I now want to be a midwife and work in a third world country helping women.
* I also wanted to help safe women against FGM at one point; I still do.
* My two favorite books for the moment are The Outsiders and Of Mice and Men
Top five places I want to visit or visit again
* Vietnam (to see my family)
* Germany (to see Fred's family)
* Ireland (because an Irish accent is freaking sexy)
* Alaksa (to see the Northen Lights)
* Hawaii (where Fred and I were married)
Tag at least five friends.
* Karey
*Grechen
*Karen
*Wendy
*Alicia
I would have added more of my favorite bloggers, but then it would have gone over five. So check out my favorite blogger lists under "The lovers, the dreamers and me." Also if you're reading this, considering yourself tagged. :p
Post a comment when you do your meme and we can see how far the network can reach.
The Rules:
* Link to the person that tagged you and post the rules on your blog.
Share five random and/or weird facts about yourself on your blog. Share the five top places on your “want to see or want to see again” list.
* Tag a minimum of five random people at the end of your post and include links to their blogs.
* Let each person know that they have been tagged by leaving a comment in their blog.
The Meme:
* I was tagged by Ei
Five random and/or weird facts about me
* I have a thing about numbers. I find myself counting for no reason at all. If I
don't like a certain number, I'll avoid getting that amount. Whether or not I like a number can change daily. My favorite number is five. How fitting that this is a game of five.
* Currently, I have four tattoos. They each mean something to me. If I am to get branded for life, I want it to have spiritually meaning.
* When I was younger, I wanted to be an author. I now want to be a midwife and work in a third world country helping women.
* I also wanted to help safe women against FGM at one point; I still do.
* My two favorite books for the moment are The Outsiders and Of Mice and Men
Top five places I want to visit or visit again
* Vietnam (to see my family)
* Germany (to see Fred's family)
* Ireland (because an Irish accent is freaking sexy)
* Alaksa (to see the Northen Lights)
* Hawaii (where Fred and I were married)
Tag at least five friends.
* Karey
*Grechen
*Karen
*Wendy
*Alicia
I would have added more of my favorite bloggers, but then it would have gone over five. So check out my favorite blogger lists under "The lovers, the dreamers and me." Also if you're reading this, considering yourself tagged. :p
Post a comment when you do your meme and we can see how far the network can reach.
04 February 2008
Things a Toddler Say
[After going potty.]
M: Potty is like soup!
Me: Potty is like soup?
M: Yes, soup is like carrots.
Me: Carrot soup?
M: No pea soup. (is this her first pun?)
M: B and I are peas. B pea and M pea.
Uh remind me not to eat her soup.
M: Potty is like soup!
Me: Potty is like soup?
M: Yes, soup is like carrots.
Me: Carrot soup?
M: No pea soup. (is this her first pun?)
M: B and I are peas. B pea and M pea.
Uh remind me not to eat her soup.
31 January 2008
Love is
It's back!
Love is
Having a playmate. See how they make a heart?
Sharing your pineapples and your hat.
Happy Love Thursday!
Love is
Having a playmate. See how they make a heart?
Sharing your pineapples and your hat.
Happy Love Thursday!
30 January 2008
Dream fragments
Driving on 114. Headed back from a school play. It's raining. Fred is driving ahead of me. I see him walking towards us in his yellow coat. I drive past him and barely miss falling off an uncompleted road. We have to get home! Fred says there is no other way, but I know we can get to Irving and it's quicker than going to 35 all the way to Dallas. I stop and ask for directions.
It's a race now. We have to get off this highway before something happens. There is a line up, but I'm first in line to go through the gate. I have to call my parents to come, but they are wanting to wait. I have to get Fred to go. There really isn't room for an extra body in the car because of the car seats, so he is behind us. (Ivy and me).
I have to go back for some reason. Cars are building up, but I didn't lose my place in line. I did lose my keys! One woman is there handing out people's keys. She is doing magic tricks and the keys appear. She is annoyed with me. The magic trick involves pulling terry bands as if you're crocheting. I'm not quite able to do it right. I'm able to make a key ring appear, but that's about it. Finally she just tosses me my keys. Lots of plastic cards hanging off the keys. I guess I had to many key chains or something.
I begin racing like a video game. I'm good at the game, but I have smashed my car. We can get points to buy a new car. It's a mixed between a racing game and the tobaggon ride at Six Flags. B is in the bucket of the car strapped. I want Fred to sit with B to make sure he is safe. Fred takes over driving while I navigate.
I don't know where this fits in, but I'm up high holding B. I'm afraid we will fall. I am trying to hand B to people, but they don't want to take him. They are paranoid about dropping him. I remember handing him down to someone, I think Fred. It's a bit wobbley handing B down.
It's a race now. We have to get off this highway before something happens. There is a line up, but I'm first in line to go through the gate. I have to call my parents to come, but they are wanting to wait. I have to get Fred to go. There really isn't room for an extra body in the car because of the car seats, so he is behind us. (Ivy and me).
I have to go back for some reason. Cars are building up, but I didn't lose my place in line. I did lose my keys! One woman is there handing out people's keys. She is doing magic tricks and the keys appear. She is annoyed with me. The magic trick involves pulling terry bands as if you're crocheting. I'm not quite able to do it right. I'm able to make a key ring appear, but that's about it. Finally she just tosses me my keys. Lots of plastic cards hanging off the keys. I guess I had to many key chains or something.
I begin racing like a video game. I'm good at the game, but I have smashed my car. We can get points to buy a new car. It's a mixed between a racing game and the tobaggon ride at Six Flags. B is in the bucket of the car strapped. I want Fred to sit with B to make sure he is safe. Fred takes over driving while I navigate.
I don't know where this fits in, but I'm up high holding B. I'm afraid we will fall. I am trying to hand B to people, but they don't want to take him. They are paranoid about dropping him. I remember handing him down to someone, I think Fred. It's a bit wobbley handing B down.
25 January 2008
No room at the inn
Tonight Fred and I will be sleeping in the manger. We have a king sized bed. Yes, those are animals end to end. Here is how bedtime went tonight:
"Just one more aminal."
"You need to say goodnight to Gwinch."
"You forgot Ewaphant."
"Tuck me in."
"Tuck my kitty in."
"B needs his aminal."
"Tuck carebear in."
I didn't get much of a word in tonight. Except to say, "THERE IS NO MORE ROOM IN THE BED!"
21 January 2008
14 January 2008
S'ang present and future
Can you imagine an old B, pushing his little walker? He'll probably have that much hair. Hopefully he won't be as short though.
13 January 2008
Noella, this song is for you
Today Noella would have turned 28.
If you were lucky enough to know Nella, you would know what a beautiful spirit she was. She looked deep into you and loved you for the person you are. Somehow, she always knew what you really were thinking. Noella drew people to her; she had a radiant soul and it shone.
When you were around Noella, you could feel her energy wrap around you.
Noella loved and she was loved. When you love someone, they will always live.
I don't even have to close my eyes and I can still smell her essence. I never liked the smell of cigarettes, but for some reason I always loved the smell on her. Perhaps it was just because it always felt so good holding on to her.
Noella loved watching fireflies. I remember one night, she took Ivy and me to her favorite spot to see them glow. Noella was like a firefly, glowing brightly and free. Every one in a while, I see Noella flickering on Earth.
One night, we stayed up all night to look at falling stars. Noella shone more brightly than any star in the sky. Every time I see a falling star, I remember Noella.
Happy Birthday, Noella.
Noella Needham
1/13/80-3/15/07
12 January 2008
11 January 2008
09 January 2008
Find your mate
Politician that is
My results:
Dennis Kucinich
29.0
Hillary Clinton
24.0
John Edward
23.0
Mike Gravel
21.0
Barack Obama
21.0
Bill Richardson
21.0
Ron Paul
15.0
Rudy Giuliani
10.0
Mike Huckabee
7.0
John McCain
5.0 y
Mitt Romney
5.0
Duncan Hunter
4.0
Fred Thompson
4.0
My results:
Dennis Kucinich
29.0
Hillary Clinton
24.0
John Edward
23.0
Mike Gravel
21.0
Barack Obama
21.0
Bill Richardson
21.0
Ron Paul
15.0
Rudy Giuliani
10.0
Mike Huckabee
7.0
John McCain
5.0 y
Mitt Romney
5.0
Duncan Hunter
4.0
Fred Thompson
4.0
08 January 2008
Vote, it's patriotic!
Today is New Hampshire's primaries. The sun is out. If it weren't for all this snow, you would think that it's just another Springtime day. Can it be a metaphor of what is to come? Let's hope so!
A progression of M and her patriotism:
Even S'ang wants in the action.
Okay, so they can't really vote, but we all know who M has her vote.
It's funny, while watching TV the other day, an ad for Clinton and M said, "Go Obama!" There was no mention of Obama. I didn't know that she paid that much attention to the campaigns.
A progression of M and her patriotism:
Even S'ang wants in the action.
Okay, so they can't really vote, but we all know who M has her vote.
It's funny, while watching TV the other day, an ad for Clinton and M said, "Go Obama!" There was no mention of Obama. I didn't know that she paid that much attention to the campaigns.
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