Saturday, December 17, 2011

A Letter to Sarah

My dearest Mao-mao;
Recently,

  • you love the lights of our Christmas tree. Every night when we get home and the tree is lit, your smile brightens up your face and you stomp your feet with joy and excitement. No matter how many nights it has been since you've seen the tree, your expression of amazement is always as if you are seeing it for the first time.  Simply priceless. 
  • you absolutely love airplanes!  You drop everything you do when you hear the sound, or see an airplane in the sky. You point to it and shout, "eh-plane!"  You even ask daddy to show you videos of airplanes on the computer.
  • You are doing well in daycare. Everyday you eat all your food, nap for a good 2.5 hours and do tons of playing, learning, and testing limits. You fight for toys now...and if you are told to give it back, you will run away with the item instead...
  • you still love, love, love reading books with us. In fact, you will take our hand, guide us to the sofa or chair, and literally push onto our thighs so we would sit down. Then you would climb onto our laps so we can read together!
  • You love being chased. You squeal like a little piggy when one of us carries you and the other one is behind. You think that we're going to come after you.
  • You know a lot of words now - single words only though.  Your favorites are : airplane (of course) moon, book, help, nai-nai (milk), poh poh (carry me), cracker, cheese...just to name a few.  
  • Although you know that you are Sarah, you can not say your name.  You know how to say your classmates' names (Abby, Cole, etc) though
  • You enjoy spending time in the park, which we try to take you to at least every other weekend. Your favorites are the swing and slide. You love to go HIGH on the swing, and you can go down on the slide by yourself!
  • Stay silly, my little mao mao!! 


Smiling with friends, Fred the Elephant and Peter the Rabbit
Having a blast on the swing
Acting silly with all her dance moves
Having fun with daddy

What's up, Willis?


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