As we were watching coverage of the Olympic, I asked Đạo, “What is hangry.” His replied was, “It’s the combination of hungry and angry.” I thought he just made that up until I read it in the Washington Post. My eight-year-old is smarter than me.
He read the chyron and said to me, “Her name is [Arielle] Gold, but she won a bronze medal.”
Little Xuân stayed home today because he had a high fever. It turns out he’s teething. He looked out our window and said to me, “Daddy, chim [birds] play tree.” It’s fascinating to hear a two-year-old putting together a sentence and mixing Vietnamese and English. One of his frequent sentences is “Mommy, bú [breastfeed] please.”