Play Ball!

I should entitle this post "who needs a son when you are the mother of Amelia AiChun?" HA! She is the funniest girl I ever met. Since she loves Chase and Chandler (our good friends), and they love baseball, Amelia loves baseball. My parents and I were out shopping recently, and Amelia chose a new ball and bat and a baseball outfit as her treats from Grandmama & Papa. I still think she looks pretty darn cute - - even if she is going incognito as a boy!

Happy Chinese New Year!

We celebrated with friends at our favorite restaurant, The Great Wall. The lovely people who own the shop and who work there just love Amelia AiChun. When we first got home and she would not eat much, we went there often for a "taste of home". Now, Amelia prefers McDonald's (I know...I know...tragic on so many levels), but we still love to visit The Great Wall on a regular basis. Several of the people who work there are from ChengDu, where we received Amelia, so they have a special Sichuan bond. They always croon, "AiCHUN!!!!" when we walk in. They marvel over her English. They bring her special treats. We love our friend at The Great Wall.

The Chunster & The Minnster

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Yes, friends, I am officially raising a second child, commonly known as "Big Minnie" in our home. She is a giant (stuffed)Minnie> Mouse who apparently requires as much care as an actual, breathing child. This weekend, The Chunster was appalled when I refused to purchase Minnie a burrito at the Taco Bell drive through. "But
MOM! Minnie be hungry!" the Chunster wailed. "Well, give her a bite of your burrito," was my unsympathetic reply.

Minnie has to be buckled into the car. Minnie has a place at the table. Minnie has an eye patch put on daily that has to be removed before lunch (or "wunch" as the case may be). Yesterday, Minnie even needed to go potty. However, her shoe fell into the toilet, which means - OH, YES - I had to do Minnie's laundry. I also refused to allow Minnie to attend Sunday School. She was allowed to ride in the car, but when it came time to go in, I said no. "But MOM," advocated The Chunster, "how will Minnie learn about Jesus?" Again, no sympathy here. "Think of Minnie as
your first cross-cultural mission field. You learn, and then you share. But Minnie is not going inside with us."

So, now I have starved The Minnster and neglected her spiritual development, just in case anyone was keeping score. Tonight, however, I happily wrapped Minnie
up "like a buwwito" and gave her 2 kisses and 2 hugs. Lest anyone worry about The Chunster being an "only", I promise I am doing almost as much work for The Minster.