Parenthood in a nutshell this morning:
Your child (Caroline in this case) will save her most green, sticky snot for a time when you have absolutely no kleenex, napkins, or newspaper in your car.
Then, your child (i.e., Caroline) will wait until you are halfway across a bridge, so that you will have no place to pull over, stop, or slow down.
Then, and only then, will she (the aforementioned Caroline) sneeze.
She (have I mentioned this is Caroline?) will then proceed to wipe a huge booger on the back of her hand.
She (Caroline!) will then cry loudly until you reach back your hand and take the booger off of her hand and onto your hand.
You will then proceed to drive across the remainder of the bridge with one hand, while holding a handful of snot in the other.
Your girls (Caroline & Katherine) will meanwhile begin happily singing in the back seat of the car.
That is when you, as a parent, don't mind the snot in your hand so much.
Monday, March 05, 2007
Sunday, February 25, 2007
So very, very cold . . .
Earlier this month, Amy at Savage Stories posted a blog showing her kids climbing into their fireplace. It reminded me to take this photo so that twenty years from now our girls will know why the fireplace stopped working due to neglect:
By the way, the girls woreare wearing their UCLA cheerleader outfits because: 1) We were on our way to watch the UCLA women's basketball team play Cal, but we never made it as far as Berkeley; and 2) These outfits will be way too small by next football season, so the girls are wearing them every chance they get!
No fires in the Lim household this winter.
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By the way, the girls woreare wearing their UCLA cheerleader outfits because: 1) We were on our way to watch the UCLA women's basketball team play Cal, but we never made it as far as Berkeley; and 2) These outfits will be way too small by next football season, so the girls are wearing them every chance they get!
Friday, February 23, 2007
Her first modelling job.
Imagine my surprise when I dropped the girls off at daycare today and saw this hanging prominently from the walls of the day care:
When we signed the girls up for daycare, we evidently signed a waiver allowing photos of the girls to be used for promoting the daycare, and any fundraising campaigns they promote.
It's pretty funny that they managed to get a usable photo of Caroline, because you are twice as likely to get a good photo of Katherine over Caroline. Caroline just does not like to take pictures.
Still, this poster is pretty cool, because I guess they are using this poster at all their daycare sites.
Being the Dad that I am, I thinking about asking to buy this poster so that I can put it in the garage of our house for posterity!
When we signed the girls up for daycare, we evidently signed a waiver allowing photos of the girls to be used for promoting the daycare, and any fundraising campaigns they promote.
It's pretty funny that they managed to get a usable photo of Caroline, because you are twice as likely to get a good photo of Katherine over Caroline. Caroline just does not like to take pictures.
Still, this poster is pretty cool, because I guess they are using this poster at all their daycare sites.
Being the Dad that I am, I thinking about asking to buy this poster so that I can put it in the garage of our house for posterity!
Wednesday, February 21, 2007
Nonconformist
This evening, Katherine and I were playing with one of those toys designed to teach children their shapes. It had little colored blocks, pyramids, and balls, and a container with corresponding holes in which the child is supposed to drop each particular shape.
Katherine, I must admit, has not yet shown much aptitude at being able to get the right shaped piece into the corresponding hole. Tonight was no different. She tried to put the pyramid into the square hole, and the block into the round hole, etc. She was getting pretty frustrated.
Finally, she picked up the container and scrutinized it. She played with the lid, popped off the top, then proceeded to place each piece neatly into the container, like so:
Katherine then placed the cover back on the container, and turned to me with a look that seemed to say, "Pretty clever, huh?"
Clever indeed. If infant behavior is an indicator of future ability, Katherine may not do so well on standardized tests, but no one will ever be able to tell me she can't solve problems!
Katherine, I must admit, has not yet shown much aptitude at being able to get the right shaped piece into the corresponding hole. Tonight was no different. She tried to put the pyramid into the square hole, and the block into the round hole, etc. She was getting pretty frustrated.
Finally, she picked up the container and scrutinized it. She played with the lid, popped off the top, then proceeded to place each piece neatly into the container, like so:
Does it really matter HOW the pieces get back in the container, as long as they do?
Katherine then placed the cover back on the container, and turned to me with a look that seemed to say, "Pretty clever, huh?"
Clever indeed. If infant behavior is an indicator of future ability, Katherine may not do so well on standardized tests, but no one will ever be able to tell me she can't solve problems!
Sunday, February 18, 2007
Gung Hay Fat Choy
Happy Chinese / Lunar New Year!
In honor of the Year of the Pig, our girls celebrated by honoring their culture.
Here you see them at their table eating plain white rice. Never mind the fact that Mommy and Daddy made not one, but two different types of sauce to put on the rice. Nope, the girls like their rice naked.
Gung Hay Fat Choy!
In honor of the Year of the Pig, our girls celebrated by honoring their culture.
Eating rice on Chinese New Year.
Here you see them at their table eating plain white rice. Never mind the fact that Mommy and Daddy made not one, but two different types of sauce to put on the rice. Nope, the girls like their rice naked.
Gung Hay Fat Choy!
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