Not mine…a girl’s.

Today, my two aunties (Mommy’s younger cousins) took me to the library for our usual storytime sessions. We got there late so we missed the session but we stayed there for a little while to read books.

While I was reading, there was a 21-month-old American gorgeous little girl who noticed me and kept glancing my way. She finally inched her way towards me, greeted me with a cheerful “Hi!” and wanted to stay by my side to read with me. Unfortunately, I do not have a thing for her so I mumbled “Hello” reluctantly at the urging of my aunties and then turned my back toward her (not forgetting to take my book with me so I can continue reading without interruption). Mommy said that wasn’t very nice and I should share, but she should know that feelings can not be forced…there’s just no chemistry between the two of us!!!

There was another girl that was also interested in me but she’s too young even to be considered.

*Sigh* I am only 2 and I already have to fight off the girls…what am I going to do when I grow up?! ;P

Yippey! I’m so excited!! I bathed in the REAL bathtub for the first time today!

As usual, Mommy was going to fill up my “baby tub” but I wouldn’t let her. I kept on telling her to put it away. She tried a couple of times (mainly because she can save some water ;P but also because she was afraid for whatever reason, I may lose my posture and go under) but I wouldn’t give in so finally she did and filled up the big tub. I kind of changed my mind after Mommy filled up 1/3 of the tub since it looks kind of intimidating and hesitated in going in but she was determined not to waste water, so she put me in despite my protests. After getting in though, it wasn’t so bad after all! It’s just like the good old times, except now I have much more leg room…it’s actually like having my own miniature pool!

I am starting to run out of things to play with though…already know the alphabets like the back of my hand so the foam letters are not fun anymore. Think Mommy is thinking of getting me bath crayons…;P

Or maybe I do but I deliberately act like I can’t make up my mind.

Mommy doesn’t know which one is correct - what she does know is that I am EXTREMELY fickle nowadays and am sometimes REALLY living up to the “terrible two” reputation!

Don’t know why either, but it seems like all of a sudden, I know I am two and I should act that way. Give me two choices and I will drive you up the wall by switching back and forth between the two until your head spins. For example, the other night, I wanted Mommy to hold me so she did. As soon as she did, I told her no, no, I want to get down. As soon as she let me down, I changed my mind again and wanted her to pick me back up. I have to say, Mommy is indeed very patient with me - she still obliged. I thought this was very fun and wanted to see how long I could keep this up so I asked her to put me down again - this time, she said “Ok, Owen, let Mommy know when you make up your mind.” and walked away. I think she’s starting to take heed what the nurse informed her: be firm and don’t let me have my way because I am testing her and seeing how far I could go with her.

Pee-pee. Pee-pee. I am no longer happy with status quo - now that I can tell when I have just peed in my diaper, I demand my diaper to be changed right away. You have no excuse of not doing so since I point to the bulge between my legs and tell you “nao nao” (pee-pee in Chinese).

Mommy said it is time to potty train me, but she is still waiting…waiting for warmer weather to train me since it takes a while for me to pee into my little potty and she doesn’t want me to freeze my little buns off. The other day, she and auntie-grandmother tried training me for the first time. They sat me on my little potty and kept whistling to me. After 30 seconds or so, my little “birdie” would wake up and want to pee pee, but I would hold it in and stand up because I am not sure what I am supposed to do; it’s a new sensation for me to pee into an open space (vs. the constraints of a diaper) and I am not sure if it’s ok to pee. Poor Mommy and auntie-grandmother tried repeatedly for 10 mins, but every time I would stand up involuntarily just when I am about to pee. They finally gave up and put the diaper back on me so I can pee at ease.

Mommy wants me to start getting used to the potty though. Here are some pics of me testing out my cute potty. It’s supposed to be sing when I pee into it to encourage me to pee next time, but most likely will scare the heck out of me the first time when it happens.

Following my mami’s foot steps, my dadi will go to B-school from this week (what is funny? he even go to the same B-school as my mommy!!), he promised me he will make me a business man, so I have to practice to be a little business-man, from now! Check my first day being the boss !!

Hello world - you had better watch out because I AM FREE! Not only can I speed crawl now, I can walk holding on to something so I am no longer stuck to the bottom-up view!!! I love my newfound freedom and I take full advantage of it:

• climbing onto Grandma Hong’s keyboard and using my feet, butt, knees to play beautiful music
• opening every cabinet I can get my little hands on
• swinging doors back and forth (though my own butt and feet keeps on getting in the way >( )
• turning our home entertainment’s receiver’s knobs left and right (and out)
• climbing on the back of the sofa and over if Mommy permitted me to
• touring the 1st floor behind my push-along
• zooming around the house in my walker

I don’t rest for a moment (unless I am sleeping) so catch me if you can!

Last Thursday, Mommy and uncle took me to Costco cause we ran out of fruits at home and Mommy’s auntie and cousin were coming the following week so we needed to stock up.  After being in the shopping cart for about 10 mins, I wanted Mommy to hold me so I fussed and kept on throwing myself against Mommy.  She got the point and pulled me out of the shopping cart.  Mommy took me round and round the fruits - I got bored so I started waving at everyone that walked by.  Mommy was not aware of this; in fact, she did not even know that I can wave! 

She was inspecting the many boxes of strawberries carefully (carrying me over her shoulder) when she heard an elderly couple exclaimed: “Well hello! Aren’t you the cutest boy?!” Naturally, she figured the elderly couple was referring to me and she turned around.  Sure enough, Mommy saw an elderly couple both with a huge smile on their faces and waving at me.  The “granny” said, “Your son is SOOOO adorable! We walked around the corner and saw this huge smile and him waving at us.” Mommy seemed to be confused; she paused for a second, and then answered politely, “But he doesn’t know how to wave.” The “granny” insisted that I was waving and just to validate her statement, I waved again right at the moment.  “Granny” happily pointed, “See? He just waved again!” Fortunately, Mommy caught me waving and she beamed and was all excited, exclaiming, “That’s the first time he’s ever waved!” It was then the “Granny”’s term to be surprised, commenting “So we’re the first ones he’s ever waved at?” I confirmed yes and the “granny” and “grandpa” were so honored!

Since the secret was out, I started to wave vigorously at everyone that walked by.  Most waved back with a smile, but there was a handful; whenever they did not, my happy eager face would turn downward in disappointment.  Mommy observed this when I excitedly waved at a man and anxiously waited for him to wave back; when he walked by without acknowledging me, I followed him with my disappointed “why didn’t you say hi to me?” gaze and sad puppy look.  When I turned around to look at Mommy, she had steam coming out of her ears and was about to march up to the man, grabbed him by the arm, and dragged him back to our shopping cart (where I was sitting again) and ordered him, “When my son waves at you, you wave back!”; the man lucked out because Uncle Chuck came to look for us at this moment and Mommy got sidetracked.

In any case, both Uncle and Mommy are so proud of me!

Daddy was too lazy to take care of me today, so Mommy had to take me to Walmart and grocery shopping.  At Walmart, when Mommy went to pick up my shopping cart cover, the Walmart person kept talking to me and trying to make me smile by tickling my little feet.  As usual, I was cool and did not react - just stared at her and gave her my famous I-have-a-blank-expression-right-now-because-I-am-observing-you-intently look (which is reserved for strangers only).  Only when we were about to leave the area did I started talking - she was so excited!

On the ride to Grand Asia, I was too tired and fell asleep.  Mommy ended up having to put me on my stroller so I can continue my zzzzzz.  She was paranoid about someone taking me so she kept me by her side at all times.  I don’t know this, but Mommy told Daddy that many at least 5 people told Mommy how cute I was.  They all thought I was 1 year old (and not 9 months) and about half guessed my sex right.  Mommy actually noticed an uncle looking at me as she was waiting for her fishes to be cleaned, and the uncle exclaimed, “I was just looking at him - he’s SOOOOOOOOO cute!” Shortly before we were about to leave the store, I woke up and as Mommy held me to buy dinner for Daddy, a young auntie commented to her boyfriend or husband, “Look at that cutie handsome chubby boy!” As they played with me, another auntie also made a similar comment.  *Grin* Mommy had a big smile on her face during the whole time - she was so proud that God had blessed her with a people magnet like me!

with just a bit of a help from a walker. ;P Daddy/Mommy bought me a walker on Sat and I tried it yesterday - I LOVE IT!!! I am no longer confined to a place, but can roll around - I can go backwards too! 

I still can’t roll from my back to my tummy because my tummy is too big and I am too lazy (blame it on my genes from both Daddy and Mommy).  Good thing I know how to roll from my tummy to my back because you can try as hard as you want to flip me over to my tummy, I can quickly flip myself back so there!

Let me see…what else can I do? I love to examine things closely now - I like to turn things over and over and view them from all angels.  I also can eat more lumpier foods now such as banana, fish, and even baby puffs.  Mommy is always so nervous when she feeds me these foods - relax, Mommy, I am a little big boy now!

By the way, I think I am teething because I haven’t been eating too well, and I slobber a lot nowadays.  I like munching on things…not sure what that plastic thing is that Mommy sticks into my mouth and rubs my gum with (fingerbrush), but it sure feels good.  Whenever Mommy takes her finger out, I either go after her finger with my mouth or grabs her finger with mine to stick it back into my mouth so I can get some relief from my sore gum!

Happy birthday to me, happy birthday to Owen, happy birthday to me.  I’m half-a-year old today.  Mommy is so thankful to God that I’m past the most dangerous period of SID and that she breastfed me during the most critical period.  She has been worrying nonstop that she would not have enough milk for me to drink…now she can breath a sign of relief.

Now that I’m 6 months old, I can sit pretty straight and have much more strength in my legs to stand straight. I love touching Mommy and Daddy’s faces and babble.  Whenever I go out, people often look at me, smile, and compliment me.  Mommy and Daddy and Grandma Yao all say that whoever sees me can not help but fall in love with me! *kiss*