August 31st, 2012Add a comment »
The 2nd week of school is almost over. Matthew seems to be doing really well in 1st Grade! He’s receiving good-behavior remarks from his teacher consistently, so far. He has told me that, “1st Grade is easier than Kindergarten”, and that, “School is great!”. He has been mentioning a few names like Payton and Michael from his class whom he plays with.
Getting up in the early mornings for school is still hard, eventhough he has an eary bedtime the night before. Bedtime is equally hard, as he whines that he doesn’t want to go to bed yet! He still argues about doing homework. *Sigh! But other than these, which are normal stuffs with kids, it’s been great so far!
Matthew and Mark’s After School Play
Photo: Matthew (6) and Mark (2), After School Water Play, Taken on August 30, 2012
I think Matthew and Mark just miss each other during the day, that they play so well after school, not just this time with the water hose, but each time when Matthew arrives from school.
Originally posted on Facebook, August 21:
Last night, I was tucking Matthew early to bed. For his bedtime prayer, I told him to pray about going to 1st Grade. And then he prayed, “Dear God, I don’t want to go to school.” and gave me a pitiful pout on his face. Shaking my head, in m
y mind, “Here we go again.”
I ended up dictating to him my own prayer – for him to have a wonderful time, a kind and supportive teacher and a good friend in school.
Last school year at Kindergarten, there was more struggle than anything else I could remember. I sincerely pray that this time around in 1st Grade, Matthew will have a much better time.
Originally posted on Facebook, August 23:
Photo: Matthew (6), Taken on August 21, 2012, on the morning of his 1st day of 1st Grade
Yesterday was Matthew’s 2nd day of 1st Grade. After school, when he came down the school bus, the first thing he told me was – he has a new girl friend. He said with glee that – he told her a joke and she laughed at his joke. (This just warmed my heart!) When I asked what her name was, he said, he forgot. (Oh no!)
This morning to cheer him up, I told him to find his new girl friend, and tell her another joke. And it DID cheer him up. (Sigh! He’s growing up so fast!)
Mark misses his big brother! The first thing he does in the morning is look for his big brother. He passes the time cleaning the house and scrubbing the floor with me. (He really does! He picks up some toys while I’m cleaning, and yesterday, while I was scrubbing the kitchen floor, he got his own brush and scrubbed the floor with me. I wish I have a photo to show …)
Photo: Matthew (6) after 2nd Day of school, taken on August 22, 2012 by Mark while playing with Mommy’s iPhone on his big brother Matthew.
August 19th, 2012Add a comment »
So I was watching Beastly (2011), Gothic, whimsical love story and actually – my kind of movie!
The movie included this poem by Frank O’Hara. I have never heard of this poem before, but it’s so striking, that I had to look it up. And I find it is more interesting than I first suspected.
Frank O’Hara is a well-travelled art critic and a modern poet. If only I’ve experienced being in those places he mentioned (in France, Spain, including New York), or having seen wonderful portraits and artwork he had seen. Just maybe, I might have a glimpse of his experience of having a coke with that someone. But then, maybe, what he is trying to say is that – partly because of love, a simple – having a coke with THE special someone is even more fun …
HAVING A COKE WITH YOU
is even more fun than going to San Sebastian, Irún, Hendaye, Biarritz, Bayonne
or being sick to my stomach on the Travesera de Gracia in Barcelona
partly because in your orange shirt you look like a better happier St. Sebastian
partly because of my love for you, partly because of your love for yoghurt
partly because of the fluorescent orange tulips around the birches
partly because of the secrecy our smiles take on before people and statuary
it is hard to believe when I’m with you that there can be anything as still
as solemn as unpleasantly definitive as statuary when right in front of it
in the warm New York 4 o’clock light we are drifting back and forth
between each other like a tree breathing through its spectacles
and the portrait show seems to have no faces in it at all, just paint
you suddenly wonder why in the world anyone ever did them
at you and I would rather look at you than all the portraits in the world
except possibly for the Polish Rider occasionally and anyway it’s in the Frick
which thank heavens you haven’t gone to yet so we can go together the first time
and the fact that you move so beautifully more or less takes care of Futurism
just as at home I never think of the Nude Descending a Staircase or
at a rehearsal a single drawing of Leonardo or Michelangelo that used to wow me
and what good does all the research of the Impressionists do them
when they never got the right person to stand near the tree when the sun sank
or for that matter Marino Marini when he didn’t pick the rider as carefully
as the horse
it seems they were all cheated of some marvelous experience
which is not going to go wasted on me which is why I am telling you about it
June 19th, 2012Add a comment »
Originally posted in Facebook on June 17:
Father’s Day 2012, Daddy with Matthew (5) and Mark (2)
We got Hubby a hand-finger print painting of a tree for Father’s Day, made especially by Matthew and Mark. (I supervised by telling them where to press their painted little hands.) I think it’s worth mentioning that we made this while the babies were at the bath tub (for mess control!)
We are so blessed to have Hubby a.k.a. Daddy in our lives! Matthew and Mark ADORE him! He is … simply wonderful! He even got seafood (crabs and shrimps) for dinner tonight! 😉
Originally posted in Facebook on June 19:
Pizza for Father’s Day 2012
or Father’s Day Dinner, Matthew helped me make this homemade cheese and pepperoni pizza! We had this with the seafood that Hubby got that day. #Summer2012-Dish9
Originally posted in Facebook on June 6:
I was listening so some opera music …
Me, to Hubby: “Isn’t it mesmerizing, this kind of music?”
Hubby (makes a face): “Mesmerizing? Not really. It sounds like someone has a belly ache.”
I just love him to pieces, even MORE these days on his Summer break, when he is home and around us more … to make conversations like this.
Originally posted in Facebook on June 5:
Awful night! Mark woke up in the middle of the night, again. But this time he was crying and very miserable,…
Then this morning, I woke up to an awful dream. I dreamt, Hubby kicked me out of the house and then I lived with Snooki and the other ‘Jersey Shore’ cast. :O (OMG, I don’t know where this all came from. Hubby and I are fine and I don’t even watch ‘Jersey Shore’.)
It going to be a long dragging day, but I hope not!
Mark, 2 Years Old (Photo taken on May 17, 2012)
Mark, 2 Years Old
Photo taken on May 5, 2012
Mark, at 2-years old …
- has fallen off the kitchen counter a few times
- has sprayed his mouth with Lysol cleaner
- got his head stuck in between the banisters in the stairs on the same spot 3 times in a row!
- got himself stuck on the baby gate …
- can connect words to form sentence, like “Come Mommy.“, “Daddy here?“, “Matthew play“, “Am I a cow?“, “I want this. “, among many others
- answers, with so much glee, “Yes!” to questions like, “Is Mommy pretty?”, “Is Daddy handsome?”
- identifies letters like M, A, R, K, among many others
- can put his shoes on, but most often with the help of big brother
- loves band-aid! He makes up imaginary boo-boos just to get a band-aid stuck to his elbow or knee, his favorite spots; And when he is crying for God-knows-what-I-have-no-clue, I give him a band-aid and it never fails to cheer him up!
- after tumbling on a chair and cutting his lower lip (oh, it was a bloody event) now has a scar uder his lip. His scar doesn’t look all that bad, honestly, that it actually adds character to his face! he pouts a lot more now to show off.
- copies his big brother Matthew all the time, much to Matthew’s dis amusement
- loves Daddy! He knows when Daddy’s home right before I hear the door.
- hogs the TV, loves NickJr!
- loves popsicle, but only half of it! He just don’t want to eat the whole thing.
- loves rice, hotdog,…
Mark is such a big boy now!
Originally posted in Facebook on May 1, 2012:
Mark Trapped! 😉 [Photo taken on April 24, 2012]
I still use a fence to keep Mark in one area of the house so I can watch him better. At 2-years old, he is taller, and can easily climb OVER the fence, so I position the fence a little higher (to prevent him from climbing OVER). But having the fence higher, he still found a way to escape the room, or so he thought! 😉
Disclaimer: No child was hurt in the taking of this picture. Mark is crying, NOT because he is hurt, but because he could NOT move further towards the direction he wants!
Matthew (5) helping little brother Mark (2) with his shoes! One of the many times they do get along. (Photo taken on May 17, 2012)
Originally in Facebook on May 20, 2012:
Most of the time they get along really well, but there are a lot of times, too, when they don’t. On Friday night, they were fighting over a mask! Mark pulled the mask off Matthew’s face (because he wanted his turn and Matthew wouldn’t let him). The mask slingshot to Matthew’s right eye. Matthew cried HARD, couldn’t open his eye, saw the doctor later on; and just as I suspected, Matthew has lacerations in his eye. On the next day (Saturday), I was concerned that he might get severe eye infection from the previoius injury and all the rubbing he was doing on his eye, but the prescription eye-drops must have prevented it as Matthew still has not shown any infection in his eye and it’s healing really well. But guess who developed an eye infection on his right eye out of God-knows-what–cause-I-have-no-clue on the same day? Mark did! It’s not severe and it’s nothing that a warm compress can’t treat, but … the irony with these two boys just blows my mind.
For all who are concerned, both Matthew and Mark are doing well, and their eyes are healing.
UPDATE: Mark had a slight fever (must be from the eye infection), but he is better now; and his pink (sore) eye is clearing up a bit!
Originally posted in Facebook on May 14, 2012 at 7:21am:
Just something I need on a Monday morning … NOT!
Sleepyhead Matthew peed on the toilet lid, the LID! (He said, the lid was up when he started peeing. I think, he’s sleep-peeing!) I had been delaying cleaning the bathroom. Now it’s not an option anymore. #MondayMorningSucks
It’s been getting even HARDER to get up for school in the morning these days, even though end of school is so close.
* School ends on May 24-25. Matthew’s Kindergarten graduation is May 24th. I am assuming no more classes after that. Hubby’s last day of this school year at the Military School is May 25th.
Matthew (5) and Mark (2)
After posting this on Facebook, my Monday did not improve.
Whole morning ’til afternoon yesterday, I was comforting Mark, who must have sprained his arm, or pull a muscle in his arm, or something. At 9am, when he woke up, I changed his diaper and as I pulled his arm to lift him up, he started crying, like the real ‘I’m-so-hurt‘ crying while holding his left arm. I worried that I must have broken his arm, but there was no bruising, no deformation, no swelling, but he just can’t seem to lift his arm up, not even able to move his left hand, and kept crying!We sat on the couch, his left arm positioned on top of his belly the whole time, while he was in my arms like a small baby. A little movement made him start crying again! I just kept rubbing him, observing his arm for changes, made sure he’s not feverish… I was worried! The thought that it could be a broken lingered. Even hubby was worried, too, and kept coming home to check on him.
And then, at about 3:30 pm, big brother Matthew came home from school. All of a sudden, Mark got better! He started playing with big brother in his usual energetic self with every bodily function, including his left arm, like he never complained about his arm the whole day! How he got better so quickly just like that, with big brother around, is so curious! Hubby called him a ‘faker’! With just sitting on the couch comforting him, worrying about him whole day, and then watching them play together, I couldn’t shake the feeling that I wasted a whole day.
On a positive note, I am relieved that it was all for nothing, rather than for something worse! And I thank God for big brothers.
The night progressed. I sat with Matthew looking at his yearbook. As he was pointing to pictures of his classmates, he was telling me that this and that classmate wouldn’t play with him. I asked him why his classmates don’t play with him, and he doesn’t know why. I asked, “What do you do when they don’t want to play with you?“. He answered, “I play all by myself.” I assured him that it’s alright to play by himself. He said, “I know. It’s alright to play by myself, but it’s better if someone play with me.” This just broke my heart. I wish I had comforting words for him. I didn’t that time. I just gave him a tight hug.
Experiencing rejection is tough, but for myself I can handle it. But, for my kids to experience it is twice tougher for me to handle. Sigh!
Mother's Day Blue Flowers
Freshly picked from the yard, a bundle of blue flowers for me for Mother’s Day from my boys! It still sits on the kitchen counter.