During my last post, I mentioned that Justin has been a very sweet boy. Whenver I said, "I love you, Justin...." He would reply with "I love you, Mommy". Those are words every parent dreams of hearing. Last night, as I said to him again, "I love you, Justin", as usual, he replied, "I love you, Mommy". Then he looked at the cars in his hand, and said, "I love you, Beetle", "I love you, Volvo", "I love you, Jeep."
Mommy: "............."
Two nights ago, while Mommy was putting me to bed and reading bedtime story (Cars & Elmo) to, I asked Mommy for a kiss. Then I said, "I love you, Mommy". Mommy replied to me, "I love you too Justin"
Lately I have been singing a lot at home. Such as:
Itsy Bitsy Spider....
B..I..N..G..O.....
...Now I know my ABCs, next time won't you sing with me...
I love you, you love me, we are happy family...
Dinosaur...Marching, Marching....
Mommy is surprised to hear me singing. I think Mommy is very proud of me!! ^^
Lately I have been giving Mommy and Daddy a big headache. Most of the time I do get along very well with them but sometimes they get really upset with me over the things that I don't think they understand. I love it when they hold me in their arms, and play with me. Sometimes I may get a little cranky but that's only because I want their full attention.
They think:
I am too lazy to go up the stairs by myself.
The Truth:
I want to be held in their arms.
They think:
I am night owl. I go to bed late.
The Truth:
After a long day at school, I want to spend as much time as I can with them.
They think:
I kick and slap when I play.
The Truth:
I am too excited and not sure how to control my excitement.
They think:
I have a bad temper.
The Truth:
It's only because I am a bossy little kid. Please love me no matter what.
They think:
I like bed time story too much.
The Truth:
I like it when Mommy and Daddy read to me, I wouldn't get bored even if they read 1000 times to me. I like their voice. Music to my ears.
I know despite all these facts, I know Mommy and Daddy will always love me. I guess I will need to let them know that I am a big boy now so they can stop worrying about me.
Most experts say that boys will speak slowers than girls...Well, I try very hard to express myself but just not sure if anyone would understand me. However, I do understand what the teachers and my parents are saying to me. Lately I have made some impressive progress and I would like to share this with you here.
1. Whenever I want to drink milk/nei nei, I would always say: "nei nei please" After receiving it, I would say: "thank you"
2. Whenever I want to watch Thomas Train, I would always say: "Thomas Train Please"
And simple things like:
1. Mommy/爸爸/哥哥/姐姐
2.不行bang bang (Mommy would tell me that because I watch too much Incredibles (Disney Movie))
2. Cookies/Crackers/Juice/Milk/豆漿
3. 洗澡/睡覺/唸書/尿尿/Poopoo/幹麻
4. Cars characters like McQueen, Sally, Mater, Sheriff....
5. Thomas Trains characters like Thomas, James, Gordon, Percy...
6. Barney the dinosaur, Bob the Builder...
7. 幫忙/開/helping/clean up
8. Justin拿/陪你
9. 爸爸上班/爸爸拿nei nie
10. 睡飽了/洗好了/買車子/坐chu chu train
and many more......
There are just so many things I can say now, I can communicate with Mommy and Daddy now!
Mommy sent me to preschool right when I turned one year old. Before that, I really didn't have much memories of what went on during the first year of my life. From what Mommy told me, it was mostly sleeping, drinking milk, sitting, flipping, crawling and walking. Of course Mommy took me to Little Gym when I was four months old, and from then, I was also doing forward rolls and back flips (with the help of mommy and daddy).
Life was always easy at home. I knew my parents' weaknesses. I had my way with them. A simple cry, or tantrum, I knew they would give up. That was then. My life changed when I started going to preschool.
I had to learn to feed myself, walk independently, and obey all classroom rules. Everything was according to the class schedules. We had snack time, nap time, play time and reading time. It was tough for me to adjust at first, and I would always cry whenever I was dropped off. Somehow, Mommy and Daddy didn't bother to take me home, instead they just said thank you to the teachers and left. Everyday I would count my minutes until I see them opening the classroom door and take me home. It was horrible. I wanted to express myself but no one would understand me. Why am I here?
Sooner or later, I realized that I wasn't the only one here. Other parents would drop off their kids too. Some seemed sad like me, but some seemed very happy. They were playing with their friends and enjoying their time at school. Hmm... I figured if I have to be here all day, I might as well find a way to "survive" this. I started making friends. I started to pay attention to what the teachers are teaching me. I started to have fun!
As I moved on to each class, I learned how to drink water/juice from a cup. I was able to hold crayons properly with the right grip. I was able to learn to play with different toys and sing different songs. I was socializing in school, participating in school's Halloween parade, and even taking part in my very first Christmas performance. Can you believe that?
And now, I believe I am a big boy now. The teachers are training the big boys to potty train. Soon, I won't even need diapers. We are learning our ABCs, colors, days of the week, learning all the fun characters like Thomas the Train, Bob the builder, Barney...It is a great feeling to be able to go to school and have my friends come up to me and say, "Good morning Justin", "Hi Justin". It is a wonderful feeling.
My blog has launched for over a year now, and so far it has been Mommy who has been updating it regularly. I feel like it's my responsibility to help Mommy with this task. I am a big boy now, I have my own opinions, my own thoughts. I will take on this and share the responsibility with Mommy. So from time to time, you will be hearing a lot more about what I have to say.
This is my second time on the Lightrail. This time, I went with Grandpa, Grandma and Mommy. Daddy has a slight cold so he is resting at home. I enjoy riding on the Lightrail and looking out the window. Yeah!
Mommy was having a headache and Grandpa was helping Mommy massaging her head and shoulders. I was watching on the side, and when Mommy was finished, I told Grandpa that it was my turn to get a massage. Actually I have been feeling kind of sore on the neck and shoulder as well from all the stress from school...^^ Grandpa is definitely very good at it. Thank you.
Mommy and Daddy took me on the Light Rail for the first time. Finally I get to ride on it. The view was spectacular from the train, I didn't even want to get off when we got home....=( I wanna go again soon!!
