Dao (Asian), Brit (Black) and Aiden (White) are the three musketeers in daycare. They play and bond together at school. They even share food and toys with each other. Isn’t it just lovely that kids don’t differentiate their color skins? It would be interesting to see how their relationship grow over the years assuming that they’ll be in class together. Dao is oldest among the three. Aiden is about a month younger and Brit is about two or three months younger. Their teacher told me both Dao and Aiden should move to the next class together since they are like BFFs.

On a different note, Dao received a booklet from school for his birthday. The cover features balloons and Thomas Train. Inside of the booklet is a collection of Dao’s photos and paintings. Dao flipped to one of the artworks and complimented himself, “Dao ve dep” (Dao draws beautifully). I am liking his confidence already. Once in a while, he would say to Dana, “Mommy dep.” No wonder he’s her favorite boy.

So far American is doing a good job of voting for the top four. I rooted for Scotty from the very beginning for his bass vocals, but I have been voting for Haley for the past three weeks. She has that burning fire in her raspy voice and she took more chances than the rest even though Jennifer and Randy kept shooting her down. James hasn’t been my favorite all along and Lauren is just too sweet for my taste. My hope is that Haley will come in first and Scott second, but my prediction is that Lauren is going to be the winner. I am hoping that my prediction will be wrong.

In The Designer’s Guide to Text Type, Jean Callan King and Tony Esposito define: “Copyfitting determines the amount of space that typewritten copy will occupy when it is typeset.”

Procedure

1. Determine the total number of characters in your copy. To do this multiply the number of characters per line in your typewritten copy by the total number of lines. This will give you the total number of characters. Note that each letter, punctuation mark, and space between words must be counted as a character.
2. Select a typeface.
3. Determine the width in picas to which the copy will be set.
4. Determine the number of typeset characters per pica by placing a pica (12-point) gauge on the first line showing of the chosen typeface and size. Begin measuring at the first word on the left, noting the last character where your pica width ends on the right.
5. Divide your total character count (from step 1) by the number of typeset characters per line (step 4). This will give you the total number of typeset lines.
6. Determine the depth you want your typeset copy to be. You may need to decrease or increase point size or amount of planned leading at this point to make your copy fit a predetermined layout.

I finally got to know the awesome janitor who has done a great job of keeping the restrooms clean. About a month a so ago, the School of Business held a staff appreciation party. While we gathered to show our appreciation for those who has been with the school for 5, 10, 15 and 30 years, I wanted to show my appreciation to the fellow who has one of the most toughest jobs in the building.

It was just the perfect occasion and the perfect opportunity came when he went out to the balcony for a smoke. It turned out that he’s a very young kid who finished high school a few years ago. I encouraged him to take the advantage of the tuition benefit at GW, but he is not working for GW. He works for a contractor. He’s into music and played locally with a punk rock band. It was cool getting to know him a bit since we see each other every day.

The other day we met in the bathroom (I know what you’re thinking) and he told me that he just cleaned up a whole puke from the stall to the wall on the lower floor. I felt bad for the guy and just hope that people are a bit more considerate when they use public restrooms where someone will have to clean after them.

Dao now knows the different between his left and right foot. If I put on his socks or shoes, he would tell me if I am putting on “chan trai” (left foot) or “chan phai” (right foot). The other day, he dropped Thomas Train (the heavy one with the battery) onto his foot. I asked him, “Con bi gi?” (What’s happened?) He cried, pointed out to me and said, “chan phai dau” (right foot hurt). I sat him on my lap, gave his right foot a kiss and asked him, “Con dau khong?” (Does it still hurt?). He stopped crying, waved his hand and replied, “het dau roi” (no more pain). I love this method of treatment. A kiss was all that needed, except for when he gets rash on his butt. He would point to his behind and say “dau dit” (butt hurts). My response to him was, “dau dit thi di lai me” (if your butt hurts, go to mama).

Saturday, we treated my sister-in-law and her husband to Korshi for dinner for helping us with the vegetable garden in the backyard. After a whole day of digging, shoveling, tilling, soiling and manuring, we needed a big dinner; therefore, a sushi and Korean BBQ buffet seemed like a good choice.

The only problem was that kid and buffet didn’t go well together. The table behind us was smart. They brought their kid a portable DVD player so the kid was watching “Tom & Jerry” while the parents enjoyed snow crab legs.

At our table, Dao refused to sit on a high chair. He just wanted to sit on his mama’s lap. I went to get the food for them. They couldn’t finished the plate so I had to finished the cold food; therefore, I couldn’t tell if the play was good or bad. About half an hour into the meal, he was already bored out of his mind. I gave him my iPod Touch so he could be occupied like the kid behind us, but there was no Internet connection. The restaurant wouldn’t let us use its network.

So the dining experience didn’t turn out so well at all for $30 a head. Oh well.

On Sunday, we were finally made it to National Zoo. Dao could pointed out most of the animals he knew. We spent about two hours before Dao decided to push his stroller. He did for about half an hour until his energy ran out. He fell asleep so we took him to Costco and then home.

The weekend went by so fast. Now we’re back to our regular weekday schedule.

Dao’s new word: “too.”
“Me an keo, too.”
“Ba cat co, too.”
“Dao rua tay, too.”
“Dao an pho, too.”

Despite our morning and night wrestlings trying to brush his teeth, Dao ended up with eight cavities. The dentist knew that working Dao’s teeth while he’s awaked wasn’t go to fly; therefore, he tried to sedate him. After half an hour of taking the medication, which cost $300, Dao didn’t fall asleep yet, but he determined to worked on him any way. The dentist’s assistant took him right out of my arms while Dao was still holding on to his train. They didn’t let us in.

About forty five minutes later, the dentist came out and gave us the story of how the filling went down. He needed two assistants to hold him down because Dao still didn’t fall asleep. He bit his on his lip once and bit on the dentist’s tool as well. The dentist said, “Wow, he is a strong boy.” I told him, “You only have to deal with him once. I deal with him twice a day.” I came in to pick him up. He was all sweaty and his face was all red, but he was still holding on to his train.

The receptionist told me that after our insurance coverage, we’ll be responsible for about $800. That’s $1,100 for one visit, ouch! Took him home and he has been sleeping for almost five hours already. I am getting work done, but poor lil fellow haven’t eaten anything all day.

The spring edition of GWbusiness magazine is now online. In addition to new contents, the layout has been realigned to be responsive. GWbusiness went online over a year ago. At the time, I was just getting into HTML5; therefore, some of the elements needed to be updated. I also changed Georgia to Quattrocento for the headers and Quattrocento Sans for the body type.

Thanks to my colleague Molly for the encouragement.

My dear friend, colleague and guardian will walk three days for the Breast Cancer Cure. Read her message and please give what you can for the good cause:

Dear Family and Friends,

Next September 23-25, I’ll be participating in the Susan G. Komen 3-Day Walk for the Breast Cancer Cure.

You all know that I am not a natural born athlete – I abhor all all unnecessary movement. So why am I planning to trek 60 miles over the course of three days with thousands of other women and men?

First, the 3-Day Walk helps to fund critical, innovative breast cancer research in leading institutions around the world. Second, the 3-Day also supports local community programs that provide educational outreach and medical services. These programs are very important to many who struggle in this tough economy as they make screening and treatment available to thousands of women who otherwise could not afford tests and treatment.

In the long run, we hope to go beyond mammograms and early intervention to a true cure. Many important advances in the fight against breast cancer have been made possible through Komen-for-the-Cure grants. Each of us knows someone who has benefited from this research – or who will benefit in the future.

I’ve agreed to raise at least $2,300 in donations. So I need your help – and who knows – we may all be surprised by the amount we are able to raise. Would you please consider making a donation? Every gift will mean a great deal when we combine them, and every donation will be deeply appreciated.

Now, I’m supposed to impress upon you the great distance I’m walking – 60 miles! – and how hard I’ll have to train – boo hoo. I’m doubting the wisdom of playing the training hardship violin since I’m pretty sure we’ll all get ice cream in the end. I’m not the one facing a hardship, we’ve all had friends and family who have. So let’s think of those who’ve fought breast cancer and give in their honor. The Komen folks urge us to suggest a specific donation amount, but I know that you have varied needs and responsibilities, and that your means range – so I will not name a universal number. Please give what you can, what you feel comfortable with, and know that every gift will make a difference.

I do want to tell you about one of my personal motivators for taking this journey – next year I will turn 60. That’s right – the big SIX OH! Those of you who feel inspired just might like to mark that milestone with a gift of $60 – gifts at that level will be rewarded with unlimited and merciless mocking rights – as I limp along for six months after the walk. If that sounds like fun, then you really should make a donation!

You can give online at The3Day.org. Just follow the link below to visit my personal fund raising web page to donate:

3-DAY MOLLY

You can also call 800-996-3DAY to donate over the phone, or print a form to give a gift through the mail.

Somewhere in the world, a woman dies from breast cancer every 69 seconds. That’s why I’m walking so far – to do something bold about breast cancer. I hope that you’ll share this incredible adventure with me.

Thank you in advance for your generosity, and please pass this letter along to any friends who you think would also like to support this cause.

With love and gratitude,

Molly

P.S. Please consider asking your employer, or anyone else you have embarrassing photos of, if they will double your donation through a matching gift program. All my friends, and every last one of my relatives are good looking!

I wish I had written down all the things Dao has said. Sometimes he sounds so hilarious. Here is a list of things I could recall:

• “Daddy, bowling nga roi [fall down].”
• “Daddy giup [help] Dao dung [set up] bowling.”
• “Daddy choi voi [play with] Dao please.”
• “Daddy dat [take] Dao di vong vong [go around].”
• “Daddy, di cat co [mow the lawn].”
• “Daddy, doc sach cho [read for] Dao.”
• “Daddy, Thomas go in the tunnel.”
• “Daddy, thay bin [change battery] Thomas.”
• “Daddy, Thomas bi xuoc” [Say what? He must have learned that word from grandparents. I am not even sure how to translate that into English].