Right on the second day of the 2008 Beijing Olympics games, Kai impressed us with his first crawl forward. China and GB are both doing well, and surely Kai has got inspiration from that.
Before this he always loved to pivot around in the pushup position. He tried to crawl, but he didn’t know that he had to move his arms forward when his legs budged forward. Probably in his little brain he thought he would move a little bit if he pushed legs harder, but often he ended up with buttock high in the air with four limbs pushing hard into the ground, very much like the “Downward facing dog” pose mum often does in her Yoga course.
Just all of a sudden he realised how to coordinate his arms and legs to move forward.. He uses one arm to drag his fat body along the floor and then the other to move even more. The whole crawling is done on the floor. His tummy has never moved off the floor, so it’s not the proper crawl yet, but we were very happy about his pre-crawl. He is also very delighted and keeps practicing it. With practice he can crawl quite far and often wanders off when we are not watching him. So we removed all the sharp objects Kai may encounter on the floor to make his crawl even more smoothly.
Friday, August 22, 2008
Sunday, August 3, 2008
the baby milk trouble
Jonathan's best friend Daz came to visit. Jonathan went to HongKong to pick him up and they came back from Macau after staying there for two days. There was a problem when they went through the customs. The troublemaker was the baby milk Daz bought from the UK for Kai as requested by Jonathan and me.
A customs officer was suspicious about the cream-coloured, powderlike substance stored in crushed infant milk boxes. He stopped Jonathan and took his passport to check for criminal record, and took some sample from the milk box. The result was of course that the milk powder is MILK POWDER, not herion. But Jonathan and Daz missed their bus, and Kai had to wait one hour longer to see his Dad.
The first sentence Daz said when he arrived was "We were lucky enough to be the 'International Terrorists Baby Milk Dealers'".
A customs officer was suspicious about the cream-coloured, powderlike substance stored in crushed infant milk boxes. He stopped Jonathan and took his passport to check for criminal record, and took some sample from the milk box. The result was of course that the milk powder is MILK POWDER, not herion. But Jonathan and Daz missed their bus, and Kai had to wait one hour longer to see his Dad.
The first sentence Daz said when he arrived was "We were lucky enough to be the 'International Terrorists Baby Milk Dealers'".
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