
June 6, 2009
Saturday night: 8:44 p.m.
The other night my sister coined what may be a new phrase: "Extreme babysitting." She was referring, I believe, to what she thought we would need in the future, which she considered a combination of "The Nanny" and "Extreme babysitting." We laughed until we cried over that one.
Ben Chia Wei is no shrinking violet. Today, I took him to the pool and, within minutes, he was talking to me loudly in Chinese and pointing to the deep water. I said: "The answer is no, to whatever you just asked." I knew, just knew, that he wanted to dive right in. Shortly after getting into the pool, he had me take the float wings off, even though he can't really stay up, but he could sort of touch. He was all arms and legs, flapping and kicking. No problem sticking his head under the water, over and over. He'll entice Zach to make that leap in no time. He absolutely loves the water.
Zach and Ben are already big competitors. We thought it would be unlikely that we'd get another kid as competitive and strong willed as Zach, but alas, within minutes of meeting Zach, Ben was measuring who was taller. Zach still has him by a tiny bit, and a good 10 pounds, but they're not far apart otherwise. They're also both win-at-all-cost Candy Land players. As soon as Ben got "peanuts" this morning, which meant he was probably going to lose, he quit playing. He communicated perfectly. (That language barrier thing is really overblown.)
Speaking of that, we do seem to be doing okay. We ate lunch today at a food court and he pointed to a picture of what he wanted. He didn't like it, as it turned out, but he got to choose. We also walked through a market, and he picked out grapes, chips, more chips, more chips and guava slices. We also can eventually figure out what he wants. Today, it was gum. Yesterday, it was water. You know, the essentials. We seem to run into turtles everywhere, in books and ponds, so he's got that ever important word down. And when we go to the Club Room for breakfast or cold drinks in the afternoon, he says "good morning" like he's been saying it forever.
Speaking of the Club Room, it's awesome. We go there for breakfast and it's open all day for cold drinks, cookies, double-double espressos, etc. At one point between afternoon cookies today, Zach leaned back in his chair and said: "I love this place."
Zach can't swim for six more days. OUCH. That was our plan for the hotel: pool, pool, pool. But his wound needs to stay dry. He was a real trooper again today, going back to the hospital to get it checked. He cried very loudly as he, George and Mary left the hotel and all of the hotel attendants surrounded him to try comfort him. When he returned, they welcomed him with big "Hi Zachs."
We've made a few trips out of the hotel: to a playground yesterday at Memorial Park and to a park today to play catch with a football. Venturing out is a little scary since we don't know if Ben will slip out of our hands and dodge into a busy street or something so we keep our trips short enough that we don't get too stressed -- and even that's hard. We'll be glad to be home where we're more familiar. Two more days, then we fly home, as planned, on Monday night.
We had a glimpse of things to come tonight when we settled down to watch "Kung Fu Panda." The question was: "Do we watch it in Mandarin or English and Zach said "Mandarin." Mary left tonight for home. She was super to have here and we're forever indebted.
That's it for today... Good night! Julie