Thursday, June 28, 2012

Graduation from the PFLC

Today was the last day of playgroup!  The boys will try Vietnamese school in the mornings this summer, and they start in full day Junior Kindergarten this fall.  Hopefully they show some sign of giving up their nap soon. But Daddy will be around to bring them home at lunchtime if not!
Vanh included his grandparents and his cat on his list of friends.  In response to "How old are you?" he replied, "Uno, dos, tres!"
Max insisted he was four until it was pointed out this meant he would not have a birthday in a few weeks.  His favourite song is his self-composed "The fruit song - it goes like this:  La la laaa, la la la laaaa..."
For graduation presents they were allowed to have anything they wanted at the corner store.  Max found a small firetruck and picked his fave from the freezer, a strawberry-kiwi fruitsicle "because it's BIG Mama".  Vanh wanted a cone and a small bag of mini-oreos, "because there's LOTS Mama".  Then I was serenaded with "Mine has lots."  "But mine is big."  "But, mine has lots."  "But, mine is BIG."  all the way home.  This is not an uncommon conversation during walks home from the treat store, and seems especially hilarious to bystanders when the debate is big versus long.

Friday, June 22, 2012


Less than a month until your fourth birthday...

Vanh, you are so courageous, you wouldn't let anyone help you steer
 and you got your face painted for the first time!

 Max, you are so brave, you sat up in a big truck and on a motorcycle.
You had zero interest in face painting. Vanh howled when we tried to put him in your jump seat for a quick photo.
 You both like your water blasters!
You were bullied by big(ger) kids at the park and you stood up for each other and yourselves wonderfully.   You spoke clearly and independently:  "Give that back!  It's mine!"  I don't need help!  Go away!"  "We don't want to play with you anymore!"  Max, you fell and scraped your knee, but didn't let me know because you wanted to keep playing.  Tough little boys...
 cotton-candy loving...
 so, so sweet!
 ...and really, getting old enough to decide for themselves what photos they want on the internet.  Sigh.