A few words to describe student: Active, friendly, loving, curious, expressive.

Likes to play with: Dan loves anything that moves. Cars, trains, planes, and trucks. He likes to build tall towers using anything he can stack. Dan is also very social and always loves playing with his friends. He is very active and loves to jump, run, dance, and play with balls.

Child’s strength: Except during drop off time in the morning, Dan is a very happy little boy. He is very smart and vocal and especially loves to point different things out during story and circle time. he plays very nicely with his friends, especially during gym time and playground time. Dan is also very empathetic and quick to give hug and words of advice to any friend that is not feeling happy.

Areas we are working on: We’re trying to work on making drop off time a bit easier. Dan is making progress. Only a few minutes after mom and dad leave, he is ready to join his friends. Also, we have begun talking about when mom and dad come back. Sometimes, if he is teary during the day, we ask him “When do mommy and daddy come?” He says, “After nap.” And that usually calms him.

From yesterday’s daily activity report:

The Hummingbird class was in motion this morning! Dan, Daniel, Becca, Aaron, and Alexa all ran to the basket of trains as soon as we got to the classroom. We asked them where their trains were going… Dan scooted his train all around the circle table and said “He’s going to see Daddy.”

As soon as Ms. Geisel announced it was time for Show and Share, Liz turned to Ms. Ali with a great big smile on her face. Then, Dan stood up to tell the class that his “daddy got me new clothes.”

Dan has been extremely closed to me. He makes me feel loved and very special. His favorite bedtime book is The Berenstain Bears and the Spooky Old Tree. At first, he was a little scared, but now he loves reading it. He now weighs as much as his older brother. He has been talking a lot as well, but he has started to stutter when he tries to find the right words to say. For example the other day he saw a girl held a book, he told me, “Look daddy, look daddy, look daddy, look daddy, it’s Frozen.” I love this kid even though he is way too active for me.

This morning Đán ran to me and cried, “Daddy, Đạo scratched me and pushed me.” Then he turned authoritative and ordered me, “Hit him.” I couldn’t help smiling, but told him that we don’t hit each other. We have to be nice to each other.

The weather is turning nice; therefore, Đán is allowed to play at the playground each morning. He hasn’t been crying for the past few days when I dropped him off. He’s eager to see his favorite teacher, Ms. Ali.

Đạo got in trouble again yesterday. His teacher complained that he didn’t want to share with his friend. They both fought over a car. His teacher told him to play with another car that is exactly the same, but he just wanted that particular car he was fighting for. When I asked him what happened and he told me that he had the car first.

At home he does the same thing with Đán. He wants whatever Đán has on his hand. It drives me crazy because they have tons of toys, but he only wanted that particular toy at the moment. I gave him timeout and explained to him that is not OK to do that, but it just goes in one ear and out the other.

Đán woke up in the morning, smiled and said, “Daddy địt.” I replied, “Đán địt.” He sounded a bit angry, “No, daddy địt.” I teased on, “No, Đán địt.” He got real mad, pointed at me and said, “No, I tell you. Daddy địt.” I responded, “OK, Daddy địt.” I did.

Yesterday with Đạo

Đạo played with his legos and pretended: “Bad guys going into Walmart.” I was curious to know: “Why do bad guys go to Walmart? They want to buy some toys?” He responded, “No, to take some money.” I was like, “What? Where did you learn that from?” He said, “From Eric.”

Đạo’s 5th birthday is coming up and he has been quite misbehaving at school. On Monday, he refused to return to class after being in the playground. He did fine on Tuesday. On Wednesday, I asked him what happened in class. He said that two of his friends called him “dirty head.” I said, “That’s not nice so what did you do?” He responded, “I punched them.” I was like, “Oh no. What hands are for?” He replied, “To hold hands and to eat food.” I said, “That’s good. Why didn’t tell your teachers what they said to you?” He responded, “I did.” I asked, “What did your teacher say?” He replied, “She said to tell my friends ‘no, thank you. I don’t like what you said.'” I said, “That’s good advice. Why didn’t you do that?” He said,” I don’t know.”

I made a deal with him that we would throw him a big birthday party for him if he would be a good boy from today to the 25th. Each day we would put a smiley face sticker on the calendar if he would be good in school. The school’s psychologist thinks that he’s acting up because he knows his birthday is coming up. She wanted to meet with us and his teachers again to discuss his behavior.

Sáng nay Đạo mang theo một ảnh của mẹ và một ảnh ông bà ngoại để chia sẽ cùng cô và bạn bè trong lớp. Nhìn hình ông bà, tôi hỏi nó, “Ông bà ngoại đang ở đâu vậy? Có phải ở biển không?” Đạo trả lời, “Không, ông ngoại ở trên trời. Bà ngoại ở nhà bác Huy.” Tôi mỉm cười đáp, “Đúng rồi.” Nó hỏi lại tôi, “Where did ông ngoại move to? (Ông ngoại đã dọn đi đâu?)” Tôi trả lời, “Ông ngoại ở thiên đường.”

khi đến lớp Đán thì cô Ali đã có mặt. Đán hớn hỡ chạy đến khoe với cô đôi giày mới. Được cô khen đẹp nó dậm chân khoe cô giày có đèn. Khi tôi và Đạo đi ra khỏi lớp thì nó lại mếu. Cô Ali nhanh nhẹn bảo nó cho bạn Rebecca xem đèn thì nó nín khóc và dậm thêm một cái nữa. Khi rời lớp tôi nhìn lại thấy cô tặng cho nó một nụ hôm và không còn khóc nữa. Bữa nào vào lớp có cô Ali thì tôi rất vui vì không bị níu kéo.

I still have to deal with the awful customer service with Perfection Glass this morning. After its failure to show up to replace the windshield, I had to call my insurance, talked to the glass’s warrantee representative and made yet another appointment with Perfection Glass for next Tuesday.

As if I hadn’t had enough stress in the morning, Dan kept on whining and whining from the moment he woke up to the time I dropped off to daycare. He had been so whiny recently and still hadn’t wanted to be in class. He still held on to me tight when I dropped him off. It got worse when one of his main teachers weren’t in yet. The other teacher was not even trying to distract him from holding on to me. After twenty minutes of trying to read him books and trying to get him to play with his friends, one of his main teacher came in to rescue.

Dao, on the other hand, has been wonderful. He helped me carried his brother’s backpack, helped me to tell Dan it’s ok to be at school. After we dropped Dan off, we walked to his class. He gave me a hug and a kiss before joining his friends. His affection is just what I needed to get through the day. What a sweet little fellow.

From Daily Exploration:

After snack and circle time, The Hummingbirds gathered around for shaving cream time… Ms. Ali and Ms. Natalia wrote everyone’s names in the shaving cream. They loved it! Dan was ready to clean up soon after and said “Messy! I need soap!”

Yesterday when I picked up the kids, Dan saw another boy eating a cookie and said to me, “Daddy, I want a cookie just like that.” One of the things that I have noticed about Dan is that he speaks in full sentences. Dao was quite talkative when he was younger, but I don’t recall he used full sentences like Dan. I think he picked up a lot of it from Dao now. Even Khoi has been imitating Dao whenever they hang out together. Khoi is quite fond of Dao. He asks about Dao all the time. Dao could be a fantastic older brother and cousin when he wanted to.

Hôm thứ Bảy vừa qua đang ngồi ăn cơm trưa với bác Trâm và Kỳ thì cu Đán chạy đến hét to, “Muốn cặt. Muốn cặt.” Thì ra là nó muốn cắt jello ra để cho nó ăn. Thằng con trai này nói tiếng Việt mà bỏ dấu không đúng chổ thật nguy hiểm quá.

Nghe nó nói làm tôi nhớ đến một ông thầy người Mỹ dạy về môn typography. Trong một project thiết kế lại thực đơn của một nhà hàng thì tôi chọn menu của tiệm La Cay Chợ Lớn. Khi đưa cho ổng đọc thì chữ “La Cay” nghe cũng đúng nhưng ổng lại sửa “Chợ Lớn” thành “Cho Lồn.” Tôi nhịn cười không nổi nên ổng hỏi ổng nói gì mà tôi lại cười. Tôi trả lời, “You don’t want to know what you just said.” Ổng bảo rằng, “Sure why not? Just tell me.” Tôi đáp rằng, “You said ‘give me pussy.'” Cả lớp lăn ra cười làm ông ta đỏ cả mặt.

Dan: Daddy, what [are] you doing?
Dad: Sleeping.
Dan: I’m sleeping too.
Dad: You’re so cute.
Dan: No, I’m not cute. I’m a baby!

With Dao

Dad: Your pee pee is yellow.
Dao: Because I drink a lot of orange juice.
Dad: What does Dan’s poop smell like? (Changing Dan’s diaper)
Dao: Gym socks.

Last night after giving Dan a bath and trying to put a diaper on him, he pointed to his thing and said, “My tadpole.” I was shocked. I had to ask him again to make sure if I heard him correctly, “Your what?” He replied, “My tadpole.” I do not know where he got that from, but I thought it was quite imaginative.

At bedtime, Dao picked up a Dr. Seuss’s book and said, “Can we read this book. It’s my favorite book called Close Your Eyes When You Read.” When he handed the book to me and the actual title is I Can Read With My Eyes Shut.

Being a parent is such a challenge. I didn’t expect it to be so stressful. I had no idea what I got myself into. I am not a good or a perfect parent. I still don’t have a clue what I am doing, but I am glad and thankful for to be a father.

When Dao turned terrible two, I was being very uptight with him. I didn’t want him to be disobedient. I didn’t want him to embarrass me. I didn’t want him to push me to the edge. I failed all three. There were times I just didn’t know what to do with him. I would let him scratched me, screamed or threw whatever tantrum. I was just being unresponsive. My only solution was that he would grow out of it and I am so glad that he had. He is much more reasonable and he’s no longer jealous of his little brother, expect for when they fought over toys. He’s being a really good brother. Dan picked up his speaking skills from interacting with his other brother.

Now that Dan is in his terrible-two state and he is much tougher than Dao, but he is not like Dao used to be. For my part, I am taking on a more relaxing approach. Because they can now play together, I let them enjoy themselves and just keep an eye on them from a distance. If they break into a fight, I could see who started the trouble. Again I don’t claim to be a good father and I am usually shy away from that compliment. I am just doing the best I can.

Dan: Daddy, you! Get off my face (as I tried to rub Vaseline on his face)
Dan: Daddy, stop before police catch you (as we were driving home)
Dan: Daddy, the fries smell good (in the car).
Dad: When we go home, don’t tell your mom that I gave you fries.
Dao: Why?
Dad: She’ll yell at me.
Dao: Don’t worry. Her voice isn’t that loud.

As we were heading back to Pennsylvania to visit my mom and the billboard read: “Pennsylvania welcomes you.”

Dad: Dao, we’re in Pennsylvania.
Dao: Yes, Pennsylvania looks like a pencil.
Dad: Huh?
Dao: Pencilvania.
Dad: Oh I get it. (LMAO)