Celebrating 4

We recently celebrated 4 years with Trinity. For both of my girls, age 4 has been the peak of their passion for princesses. So, princess-themed birthday party it was. We had a few friends come over for cake, playtime and a pinata. (Thanks to taobao.com, we can order all kinds of random things online like pinatas!) We also started a new tradition of the birthday girl picking the mealtime menu for the day. Trinity picked Cheerios for breakfast (a real treat around here!), fried rice for lunch and homemade pizza for dinner. Unlike her sister who keeps a running countdown months in advance of her birthday, Trinity seemed pretty laid-back about it even the day before her birthday. But on the morning of her birthday Trinity made sure everyone she saw knew, "I AM FOUR TODAY!"  

 

 

Trinity, at four years old you are our own little resident comedianne and dance performer. You love to make us laugh. You have grown up so much in the last few months. You are now beginning to embrace being a "big girl" and often want to join big sister as she does home school. You are learning every day and lately have shown an interest in writing the letters of the alphabet and in coloring.

You adore your big sister, are still our resident night-owl, have stopped napping almost entirely, give the BIGGEST kisses on our cheeks, and tell me, "Mommy I'm melting!" when you have a runny nose. You ask to wear a dress or skirt every single day. You do not want to be bothered with boring old pants.

You love to enjoy life and laugh. And although an extrovert like your sister, I often find you in your room pretending with toys in your own little preschool world.

People still ask me almost every day where you get your curly hair. Local friends think I curl it.

We thank God for your life. You add so much joy to our family! Happy birthday, little one.

from February, Chinese New Year

 

February 9 was New Year's Eve on the Lunar Calendar. I've mentioned it before so I won't belabor the point, but Chinese New Year is by far the biggest holiday in this country. We found it to be overall much quieter this year (read: less fireworks), but it was still a rip-roaring, loud few weeks. Since our girls aren't big fans of loud fireworks, we personally stick with sparklers. We had a neighbor join us on New Year's Eve as we lit our sparklers. You might be able to see he was carrying around a lighter. Most boys his age and older carry lighters everywhere at New Year time. It's a crazy idea to me! In fact, the other day I saw two 10 year old boys lighting grass outside our apartment building just for fun. I quickly asked them to put the fire out!

 

 

 

The big fireworks begin all over the country as the sun goes down, and at midnight the entire country is lit up in a loud crescendo. I took this photo right outside of our bedroom window around 10 pm.

Over the holiday, our friend asked us to visit her in her village. She is home from working in a factory in Shenzhen. The girls were excited about another trip to our friend's house. The mountains are not fun to drive in, but they are beautiful. We had to stop to catch our breath from the bumpy road take a minute and enjoy the view.



When we arrived,Trinity stopped to enjoy the appetizers (walnuts) the family set out.



The family cooked a feast for us. We ate outside with pine needles serving as a tablecloth. This is a very common way to eat in Y villages.



I love this picture of my friend's mother and grandmother. They were excited to have their picture made and asked me to send them a copy.



Cutie pie



Trinity was on a quest to see every animal in the village. She chased chicks, found all the cattle, and even found the donkey this family has owned for at least 15 years.



Our friend's dad is the assistant village leader and gave us a tour of their village's Y. minority culture center.



"Hello, goats!"

As we walked from one part of the village to another, we took a short cut with some small paths. Our friends laughed at how clumsy we were at trying to navigate the small path. They were pros and could probably cross up and down these roads with their eyes closed.



Sweet family in the village

The New Year holiday is over and tomorrow is the first day back at school for most students. Around these parts, March 4 is the beginning of the new school semester. So there you have it, our celebrations from the new Year of the Snake.

The long break

I might as well start from today. Too much has happened in the last six months to share it all, but here's to recording a little bit of it on the old, dusty blog. We had a fabulous time in America. Fabulous, I tell you. We did nearly everything we wanted to do as a family. We didn't get to SEE everyone we wanted to see, but we loved catching up with family and with as many friends as we could. My kids now know all their cousins and refer to them frequently. We made dear new friends at our home base in Arlington (hello home school buddies!) We joined the library, went on 124 visits to the park, ate too much food, and had a white Christmas in Texas. Kevin and I even went on a cruise together, for crying out loud. What's not to love about that?

But for this season, our home is in Asia. And it was good to get back. Truthfully, there have been some serious struggles in our last 7 weeks since getting home. But the Father hasn't released us from this country. I am thankful that is very clear. In the last seven weeks Kevin has traveled on several trips, we visited a friend in her village, we took a family trip to another province, the entire country celebrated the Lunar New Year, Grace and I went to a home school conference, Kevin got a 3rd degree burn on his hand (ouch!), and we've taken turns getting sick. This past week was the first "normal" week we've had in a while. It was glorious!

In all the transition, my girls have rolled with the punches like pros. Grace and Trinity are such a daily joy to Kevin and me. I am in a stage of motherhood where I enjoy my kids like I never have before. Perhaps the fact that everyone sleeps through the night and goes to the potty on their own helps a little, too. Trinity turns four years old this week and I keep lamenting the fact that I no longer have a "baby" in the house. I do a little fake cry for her and tell her I'm so sad she's not a baby, to which she laughs and looks very proud to be a big girl.

So now that I've shaken off the dust, I plan to blog a little more. It helps me process what's going on in our lives. Thanks for checking in.