Today I asked Pooklet, "How are you?"
"Fine."
(pause)
"Thanks... for asking."
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The last few days he's been vocally denying us everything: "No sing the song! (while we're singing)"
"No wash the dishes!"
Today, after I blew the hair off his forehead, he said, "No (blows) pfhhhhhh!"
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He's also been telling me to sit down in specific places near him. He'll use the Cantonese word for 'sit' and end with 'right HERE!'
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Yesterday, we all played in the park with some friends and he flew his first kite. His exuberance is so guileless it makes it all the more heartbreaking when he so easily suffers allergic reactions, like the big rash that appeared on his legs and made him whine in sleepless agony last night. We suspect it was the air and grass. We've all been suffering allergic reactions to some degree over the last week or so.
Sunday, June 20, 2010
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