So Cute

This morning, I put Mi Na down on the floor in our basement to do something (can't remember what) and Stephen sat down next to her and said, "she's so cute." Then he lied down, scooted himself as close as he possibly could to her, and endured her arm flailing and pushes on his face.

This evening, I wiped Stephen's face and he said, "you're so cute." No Stephen, you're so cute.

Do you know what else is so cute? Mei's recent practice of setting up the kid table with napkins, a tablecloth, and a centerpiece.

She grabbed a scrap piece of fabric for the tablecloth, which I think looks beautiful against "araucana teal." The car is the centerpiece, which is funny and so cute. Confession: this was at dinner time. Two days in a row of cereal for dinner. When will I cook for real again?

Steve and I watched Top Chef tonight. I'm totally inspired. I want to have those skills and I want to be in Singapore! Singapore seems like a perfect place to explore. I could practice my Mandarin, but rely mostly on English. I'm in love with the way Singaporians speak English with a slight British accent.

Steve and I went on a three-week tour of Asia when we were newlyweds. The opportunity to go back there seems distant.


Steve is so cute.

Do you remember when I wrote that three kids is not much harder than two? Well, I LIED! What compelled me to write such a falsehood? Was it a miraculous week? Or was it just wishful thinking? I can't remember. Even though it is really hard, we still have some great times together.

It is late and it is always around this time of night that I quote Anne Shirley: "Tomorrow is always fresh with no mistakes in it." Yet.