I decided that I was compartmentalizing way too much (at one point, I was writing in three blogs, two additional Tumblr "blogs," and two deviantArt accounts).
This blog's posts will stay, but all posts have been transferred, and all future posts will be here. Thank you :)
Saturday, August 18, 2012
Monday, July 9, 2012
Chronology of the Last Week
Our family went to visit the Outer Banks of North Carolina this past week. Kylie definitely had lots of fun. We left on Saturday, June 30th. On Sunday, we went to a pier in Nags Head just to sight see and the rickety old bridge was ridiculously windy.
The next day, we loaded up in our family SUV and drove two hours to Corolla, which is basically Virginia except not quite. Once in Corolla, we tied Kylie's carseat, facing forward instead of backwards, in a Hummer/Jeep thing. We were in the vehicle for two hours around the beaches of the Virginia/NC state line and saw 17 wild horses. Kylie slept through the first seven, but for all the ones she was awake for, she watched intently and waved good-bye sadly when it was time to drive on.
On Tuesday, we drove to Roanoke Island. We visited a beautiful European-style garden, and Kylie saw butterflies. Afterwards, we went to the Outer Banks NC Aquarium (North Carolina has like three different aquariums). Kylie learned to say "turtle" and "otter." I think she already knew turtle and fish, but she kept calling the otters cats. Later this day, we climbed the sand dunes of Jockey's Ridge State Park and saw both the great Atlantic Ocean and the Sound from the same point.
Wednesday was Independence Day, so we went and saw fireworks, of course. Unlike last year, where Kylie cowered on daddy's shoulder, she sat on his lap and watched intently. Thursday, we fed birds, and Friday, as a family, we visited a lighthouse. Dad and I climbed the lighthouse and rode horses on Friday, but Kylie was too young to join us on either.
Saturday, we arrived home. Kylie is like three shades tanner, and her carseat now faces forwards in the car. She has a blue pail and a yellow shovel and really enjoyed playing with sand. She even learned how to say sand in Chinese, and how to say "big ocean" in Chinese.
The next day, we loaded up in our family SUV and drove two hours to Corolla, which is basically Virginia except not quite. Once in Corolla, we tied Kylie's carseat, facing forward instead of backwards, in a Hummer/Jeep thing. We were in the vehicle for two hours around the beaches of the Virginia/NC state line and saw 17 wild horses. Kylie slept through the first seven, but for all the ones she was awake for, she watched intently and waved good-bye sadly when it was time to drive on.
On Tuesday, we drove to Roanoke Island. We visited a beautiful European-style garden, and Kylie saw butterflies. Afterwards, we went to the Outer Banks NC Aquarium (North Carolina has like three different aquariums). Kylie learned to say "turtle" and "otter." I think she already knew turtle and fish, but she kept calling the otters cats. Later this day, we climbed the sand dunes of Jockey's Ridge State Park and saw both the great Atlantic Ocean and the Sound from the same point.
Wednesday was Independence Day, so we went and saw fireworks, of course. Unlike last year, where Kylie cowered on daddy's shoulder, she sat on his lap and watched intently. Thursday, we fed birds, and Friday, as a family, we visited a lighthouse. Dad and I climbed the lighthouse and rode horses on Friday, but Kylie was too young to join us on either.
Saturday, we arrived home. Kylie is like three shades tanner, and her carseat now faces forwards in the car. She has a blue pail and a yellow shovel and really enjoyed playing with sand. She even learned how to say sand in Chinese, and how to say "big ocean" in Chinese.
Monday, June 25, 2012
Saturday
Well, Kylie's sick again. We're not sure how, but before she got sick she did have a great Saturday. I wasn't there for most of it, I was at a pool with my teammates. However, Miss Kylie buggered daddy into taking her to our neighborhood pool (or daddy offered, either way), and she went swimming!
Kylie has this adorable little ladybug floaty that you can see in the photo update from a few weeks back. When at the pool, her time is divided between prancing around in that and clinging to daddy when out of it. The float comes with this blue overhead sun-visor like thing and it keeps her from becoming drowsy due to the direct light and heat. When in daddy's arms, she gets submerged up to her shoulders, and three times according to dad's count, up to the tippy top of her head. Yep, Kylie got dunked in three times, and she seemed to enjoy every one.
When they got home, Kylie napped, snacked, and watched Elmo and Strawberry Shortcake. Then, after a delicious dinner, she hopped (climbed) into the car with daddy to go pick me up from my friend's house. After a half-hour car ride and finally retrieving me, we headed back. In the car, I sang her songs. I sang her the Wheels On The Bus, and she did her little dance to it, rolling her arms over one another. I sang her the Itsy Bitsy Spider, and her tiny fingers made pinch shapes and imitated a spider. When I was done, she piped up with a quiet but demanding "ABCD!"
Dad and I sang the ABC's probably over 15 times during that car ride. When we say, Kylie, you try, she can get, ABCDE, which is pretty awesome. She knows most of the alphabet already and can talk a lot. It's miraculous how fast she grows.
- Chichi
Kylie has this adorable little ladybug floaty that you can see in the photo update from a few weeks back. When at the pool, her time is divided between prancing around in that and clinging to daddy when out of it. The float comes with this blue overhead sun-visor like thing and it keeps her from becoming drowsy due to the direct light and heat. When in daddy's arms, she gets submerged up to her shoulders, and three times according to dad's count, up to the tippy top of her head. Yep, Kylie got dunked in three times, and she seemed to enjoy every one.
When they got home, Kylie napped, snacked, and watched Elmo and Strawberry Shortcake. Then, after a delicious dinner, she hopped (climbed) into the car with daddy to go pick me up from my friend's house. After a half-hour car ride and finally retrieving me, we headed back. In the car, I sang her songs. I sang her the Wheels On The Bus, and she did her little dance to it, rolling her arms over one another. I sang her the Itsy Bitsy Spider, and her tiny fingers made pinch shapes and imitated a spider. When I was done, she piped up with a quiet but demanding "ABCD!"
Dad and I sang the ABC's probably over 15 times during that car ride. When we say, Kylie, you try, she can get, ABCDE, which is pretty awesome. She knows most of the alphabet already and can talk a lot. It's miraculous how fast she grows.
- Chichi
Monday, June 18, 2012
More Than Just A Pretty Face
I don't love my little sister because her chubby cheeks are cute, because her tiny nose is adorable, because the little ponytail she wears on the top of her head is absolutely endearing. I suppose I love her first and foremost because she's kin, but besides that, it's every new thing she learns how to do or say, every moment of self-satisfaction when she chooses to be carried by me, every time her childish soprano shrieks with happiness. Of course, my psychological deductions are neither accurate nor qualified. Turning to the never-ending fountain of scientific and behavioral knowledge, ScienceDaily, I perused through the psychology archives.
What I happened upon didn't surprise me once I finished reading it. It's all in the structure of a baby's face.There's a region of parental instinct in our minds, which Robin from How I Met Your Mother is clearly missing. Renowned zoologist Konrad Lorenz says that the big-cheeked, wide foreheaded, bulgy eyed baby facial structure is the reason our brain immediately registers it as innocent, helpless, and in need of protection.
While I'm not sure how much the zoology theory applies to adolescents and other children, I can say that I don't think I loved little kids until my baby sister was born. Yesterday, I spent most of my afternoon volunteering at our local park's dock. My duties consisted of fitting customers with life vests and helping them in and out of boats. The girl working with me remarked that I seemed to handle kids and dogs the best, with all my "sweetie" and "kiddo" and "munchkin"-ing. In my mind, every kid I saw I compared with Kylie's timeline. The ones younger, I thought of her just a few months earlier, and the ones older I observed with anticipation and excitement for when my sister would be like that. It wasn't so much their unblemished faces and innocent grins as their funny remarks and all the little actions you start to notice when you've been watching people go by for hours.
I'm not sure that I really have a point today. Everything I've written is fractal and discombobulated. Basically, I love Kylie. My mom loves Kylie, my dad and my grandma love Kylie. Why do we love Kylie? Because she'll take one look at a laptop and demand "Elmo." Because when you ask her a question of responsibility or possession, any "Who" question, her response is always herself. Because she's happy and smart. I guess, well, because she's ours.
-Chichi
What I happened upon didn't surprise me once I finished reading it. It's all in the structure of a baby's face.There's a region of parental instinct in our minds, which Robin from How I Met Your Mother is clearly missing. Renowned zoologist Konrad Lorenz says that the big-cheeked, wide foreheaded, bulgy eyed baby facial structure is the reason our brain immediately registers it as innocent, helpless, and in need of protection.
While I'm not sure how much the zoology theory applies to adolescents and other children, I can say that I don't think I loved little kids until my baby sister was born. Yesterday, I spent most of my afternoon volunteering at our local park's dock. My duties consisted of fitting customers with life vests and helping them in and out of boats. The girl working with me remarked that I seemed to handle kids and dogs the best, with all my "sweetie" and "kiddo" and "munchkin"-ing. In my mind, every kid I saw I compared with Kylie's timeline. The ones younger, I thought of her just a few months earlier, and the ones older I observed with anticipation and excitement for when my sister would be like that. It wasn't so much their unblemished faces and innocent grins as their funny remarks and all the little actions you start to notice when you've been watching people go by for hours.
I'm not sure that I really have a point today. Everything I've written is fractal and discombobulated. Basically, I love Kylie. My mom loves Kylie, my dad and my grandma love Kylie. Why do we love Kylie? Because she'll take one look at a laptop and demand "Elmo." Because when you ask her a question of responsibility or possession, any "Who" question, her response is always herself. Because she's happy and smart. I guess, well, because she's ours.
-Chichi
Monday, June 11, 2012
Photo Timeline
Today, I just relieved my SIM card of 1.52 GB of photographs, dating back to Easter. For shutterbugs like my mom and myself, I'm really surprised that we left one card in for that long. I checked the memory space, and good thing I just cleared it, because the thin only holds 1.53 GB.
I realize that Kylie's photographs stop in about June. After this post, I'll also update the photo gallery, but here goes our lovely little timeline:
That took nightmarishly long to upload. They'll be up in the gallery in no time, though. Enjoy! Also, Tuesday marks our one-year anniversary of living in North Carolina.
I realize that Kylie's photographs stop in about June. After this post, I'll also update the photo gallery, but here goes our lovely little timeline:
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| 4-8-2012: Easter at the park. We went for an egg hunt... |
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| ... but it was the wrong weekend. So we hung out here instead! |
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| 4-22-2012: Kylie turns 18 months old!! |
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| 4-28-2012: On the way to an art festival. Peek-a... |
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| Boo!! |
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| 4-28-2012: Mommy and Kylie at Lazy Daze |
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| 4-28-2012: Kylie taking a break from all the art on the slide |
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| 4-28-2012: On the way home from the festival |
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| 4-28-2012: Kylie shares her dandelion |
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| 4-29-2012: We got a bubble machine 'cause Mommy can't blow bubbles! |
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| 4-29-2012: Kylie playing with bubbles |
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| 4-30-2012: Happy birthday, Daddy!! |
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| 5-22-2012: Happy 19 months, Kylie. |
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| 5-22-2012: Look at my tummy, mommy! |
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| 5-27-2012: Kylie helps label boxes the night before we move. |
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| 6-9-2012: Kylie waving hello and good-bye to strangers coming out of Carrabba's |
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| 6-9-2012: She was fussing inside, so I brought her out. Evidently more cooperative out here! |
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| 6-9-2012: Ha-llo!! |
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| 6-10-2012: First time in the floaty |
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| 6-10-2012: Smile for mommy! |
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| 6-10-2012: Just chillin' |
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| 6-10-2012: Daddy trying to teach Kylie to swim |
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| 6-10-2012: My toys! All mine! |
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