S has discovered pockets. Now, she just can’t get enough of them. Stay tuned for more pictures with no hands.
We went to the cutest birthday party this weekend. It was the 3rd birthday of our close family friends B&B. At the party, they had a train that circled around the neighborhood and the kids loved it. S would not get off when the train ride ended. She just wanted to keep riding it over and over again. And so we rode it over and over again. She wins.
It’s hard to believe our favorite twins B&B are already three. We’ve known these guys since birth so it’s really incredible to see how far they’ve come and how much they’ve grown. And they’re such sweet boys and such good friends to S. We’re so blessed to have them in our lives! And yet, despite all these warm feelings, I don’t have a pic of her with them on their birthday. Boo.
Yes, I know it’s now mid-Jan 2014. And my last real post was about 4 months ago…
No excuses, just pictures.
September – Los Angeles
family time at the zoo/Christie’s beautiful wedding/halmuhnee’s birthday!
Halloween in October
pumpkin painting party
Thanksmas with the Ji family
holiday card photos
S’ 2nd Birthday!
Christmas with the Kims
happy new year!
Our little dog lover
Our Mexican getaway was such a wonderful time. The beaches are just beautiful. The water is so clear, you can see your feet even when you are neck deep in the water. I was a little worried about the whole traveling/flight with a little one in tow, but it was all for nothing. It’s almost like she too was ready to just get away. And that’s exactly what we did. We disconnected from not only our hectic lives, but from the constant flow of information that surrounds our lives. We had no TV, no computers, no phones, not even watches. That meant no Facebook, no Instagram, no news (for the husband), no gossip sites (for me), no texting! It was weird at first, but it felt incredible. We had no where to be and nothing we had to do. And to be able to give your full attention to someone and to get the same back – it was a breath of fresh air, literal and metaphorical.
S has always loved music from the very beginning. It’s saved us from a car ride with a screaming baby more times than I can remember. Her reaction to music is almost immediate – she can be wailing and the minute the music comes on, she stops. And now she wants to listen to music all the time, anytime, anywhere – CDs in the car, theme songs on TV, videos on Youtube. As a parent, this can get really old, especially when you’re at work and you find yourself singing a Korean song about three bears. Luckily, her repertoire has been expanding from classical music, to children’s KPOP, to cartoon theme songs, to anything Elmo. So now at least the children’s song I realize I’m singing at work is in English.
Her latest obsession, after the husband showed her a youtube video, has been Doe a Deer from the classic – Sound of Music. Now she sings it all the time, in fact for about 30 minutes non-stop the other night. She made up her own little dance too.
And now, for your viewing pleasure, the vocals and choreography of S.J.
Note to self: I really gotta remember to turn my phone horizontally when I film these.
S has been growing up so fast. She’s about a year and a half now and it’s been fun and funny and exhausting. But it’s also been incredibly interesting to observe her changes and see her personality develop. Not just from a mom’s standpoint but from the perspective of simply being another human – thinking, there was a time when I was like this. There was a time when I couldn’t talk, when I was still unsteady on my feet.
And to see her cognitive development go from turning her ears towards the sound of my voice…to one day seeing the slight tilt of her head that makes me think maybe she understood what I just said…to suddenly one day showing me she understands by bringing me the diaper when I ask… to one day giggling as she runs away with the diaper I asked her to bring. And now she’s telling me what she wants, in her really broke Konglish.
It makes me think alot about the cycle of life and at times, my own mortality. It makes me think about all the wonderful and horrible things that will happen to her as she grows up. It makes me hope that I am there to see her through them all. And it makes me think so much about my mom and how much she loves me and how lucky I am. It makes me wish my dad had been able to meet his granddaughter. And I now know, so this is how they felt about us, this unconditional love. And it makes me wish I had been a better daughter. And I realize I can never love my mom as much as she loves me and S can never love me as much as I love her and that is how it’s meant to be.
And then I think, damn I’m getting old and thinking all these wistful thoughts. I must enjoy the now.