The past couple of days had been quite a drama. It all started on Wednesday around 3:30pm when I received a call from Dao’s daycare telling me to pick him up. His temperature went up to 103F. I immediately took the Metro over to Dana’s workplace to get the car. Unfortunately a sick person boarded the train at Ronald Reagan Washington National Airport and passed out. The train had to return to Crystal City to unload all the passengers. Half an hour later, we were allowed to board again after the Metro staff took the sick person off the train. I kept trying call Dana, but she didn’t pick up the phone because somebody left her home at home. We came and picked him up around 5 and he was playing around and seemed fine.

On Thursday, I felt a little down so I stayed home with Dao. Around 10, Dao wanted to go to “table train.” So I took him out. I stopped by the ATM to get some cash. While waiting in line, our brand new Toyota Sienna (with 7,000) stalled. That was strange. On the busy traffic highway the mini-van stalled again several times. Instead of driving to the mall for “table train,” I made a detour to the dealership. The car is still being diagnosed because the computer couldn’t detect any problem. The dealer is working with Toyota on it and we can’t get it back until Monday or Tuesday.

I called Dana up to pick us up. After dropped her back to work, we headed home. It was around lunch time and Dao said “lunch.” So I warmed up the porridge Dana made for him. I tried to feed him and he said “Eat your lunch.” I suspect this is something he has learned in school. I gave him milk and put him to bed. His temperature was around 99-100F the whole day until he was napping, which shot up to 103. I called the pediatrician and the nurse suggested to call again if he reached 105F and didn’t act normal. After he woke up, I took him to a bookstore closed to Dana’s work so we could pick her up afterward. Dao refused to play his table train. I bought a raisin oatmeal cookie. I ate all the oatmeal and he ate some of the raisins.

We went over to my sister-in-law’s house for dinner and Dao didn’t act himself. He was not active or interactive. After we went home, he vomited and the temperature went up to 105.F. We immediately took him to ER, which is about two blocks from our house. The doctor gave him Acetaminophen and Ibuprofen to calm down his temperature. He also subscribed Amoxicillin for his ear infection.

Friday I stayed with him a whole day. We hang around the house watching Curious George, playing basketball and bowling. He napped quite a long time in the afternoon. I held him inside my arms and listened to Le Cat Trong Ly while the rain was pouring outside. After he woke up, we went to pick up Dana from work. He told her, “Xe moi bi hu. Phai di xua.” (New car broke down. We need to get it fixed.)

Saturday morning, his temperature was still high around 101F so we paid his pediatrician a visit. She examined him and said that his ears are getting better, but if his temperature won’t come down on Monday we have to bring him back in. We went to a friend’s kid birthday party for about two hours. He ate some food and played at the toy kitchen by himself until he pointed to the door and said “di ra.” We went home and went to bed around 9.

I woke up at 4 when Dao suddenly cried. I couldn’t go back to sleep feelig hungry. So went downstairs and to have s croissant and fried eggs. Now too full to go to sleep so I just write up this long post. Even though it was a very miserable week, the time we spent together were invaluable. I loved every moment of it. It hurts me more seeing him sick and forcing him to take his medication, but it is part of being a parent.

We visited a very closed friend of our family who lived next to us in Vietnam. She’s my sister age. She and her husband speak Vietnamese, Chinese and English. They have four kids and they all speak English and Chinese, but no Vietnamese.

One of my cousins married a Chinese woman. He speaks Vietnamese, Chinese and English. They have two kids and they both speak English and Chinese, but no Vietnamese.

You probably get my point already. I know many many Vietnamese couples who English aren’t so good, yet their kids speak only English. What is going on here? Are we not teaching our kids Vietnamese?

We try our best to speak only Vietnamese to Dao, but he spends most of his day at daycare speaking English. For now he uses both languages. If we teach him something first, he would remember it. For instance, he would say “ech” whenever he sees the picture of a frog rather than “frog.” On the other hand, no matter how many times I said “con voi” to him, he would only say “elephant” first when he sees image of an elephant.

Fortunately, one of the teachers at the daycare is Vietnamese and so they both talk in Vietnamese. His assigned teachers would say to us that whenever Dao and Ms. Tam talk they have no idea. At times, he mixed both languages and confused the heck out of his teachers, but they are very encouraging about him speaking Vietnamese.

My goal is to teach him Vietnamese. So if you have successfully teach your kids Vietnamese, please share your tips. We have to teach our kids to learn their native language.

This morning, I had to carry Dao on my right and his lunchbox and umbrella with my left. When we stopped at the daycare door, I had to put him down so I could get my member card out of my pocket. He whined and wanted me to pick him up. (This is partly my faulty because I always carry him in instead of let him walk in himself. I need to get in and out quickly to get to work. Sometimes I have to run with him in my lap and he loves it.)

The security lady who Dao greets every morning, said to him, “I know the drill. You want daddy to carry you all the way to class, right?” Dao nodded and replied, “Right.” Me and the security lady both laughed our head off.

Since we were a bit late this morning, Dao’s class had already gone to the romper room. He stood outside the door and didn’t want to come in after I took off his jacket and his shoes. Eden, the cute girl in his class, came to the door and put out her arms. Dao ran right in and gave her a hug. It was so cute.

We didn’t do much this weekend. No traveling and no visiting the museum. On Saturday we spent some time at the mall. Although the indoor playground was packed, Dao managed to run around, laughing, sliding and were having a good time. That was actually the first time I saw him enjoyed the playground. The funny thing was that as he was running, he would put out his arms to protect himself if he saw kids running toward him.

We bought him an alphabet train puzzle. Each piece of the puzzle is placed together in alphabetical order with each animal, except for letter “u.” Is there an animal that begins with letter “u?” The puzzle uses umbrella instead. Dao has already know quite a bit of the animals and he could recognize their features even though he doesn’t get the name right. For instance, when I showed him the picture of the fox, he said cat. When I showed him the picture of the vulture, he said “chim” (bird in Vietnamese). When I showed in a picture of a frog, he said “ech” (he only knows Vietnamese name for frog). When I showed him picture of the gorilla, he said “Bac Ky” who is my sister-in-law’s husband. Yes, I was puzzled myself on that one too.

Sunday afternoon at 2:30, we went to Eden’s birthday party. Eden is one of Dao’s classmates at the daycare. Eden’s parents booked an hour and a half at The Little Gym, which located on the second floor with a beautiful view of Fairfax Corner. I picked up one of the club flyers and the price for a birthday bash is $300 for up to 15 kids.) Before we went, we tried to give him a nap, but he only slept for half an hour. By the time we headed to the party, Dao was already acting up. While other kids did all kind of activities, Dao played basketball with his buddy Aidan. At school, Aidan and Dao are best buddy. The teachers said they do everything together even sharing their food. At the party we could see why. Just the two of them shooting hoop while the rest enjoyed jumping up and down the inflatable bed. While the rest sat in the room enjoyed pizza and cake, the two of them running up and down the hallway. Brit who is also one of Dao’s buddy joined the two boys.

Dao made some hilarious comments this weekend. When he sneezed, he said “bless you Dao.” When I carried him on my arms, he said “Dao nang” (heavy), but refused to walk when I put him down. Whenever I asked him to do something for me, like getting a towel or throwing clothes in the washing machine, he would complimented himself, “Dao gioi” (good).”

Friday after work we took Dao to the mall. He loves table train and we love to read; therefore, Barnes and Noble is the happy spot for all of us. As we were driving, Dana realized that we didn’t have Dao’s backpack with us. We left it in the new minivan. I told Dana that we could buy some diapers for him at the mall.

Five minutes at the train table and Dao did a number two. I told Dana to watch him while I go get some diapers. I looked up the mall directory and couldn’t find a convenience store. I checked the bathrooms to see if they have some sort of vending machine for diapers, but couldn’t find any. My last resort was to ask for one.

I went to the kid’s playground and check out the mommies to see if they were approachable and the kids to see if they were closed to Dao’s age. I spotted an Asian mom with a little girl on the stroller. I went up to the mom and asked, “Excuse me, do you happen to have an extra diaper to spare? I couldn’t find a store in the mall to get one.” She must have understood the feeling; therefore, she quickly responded “sure” and pulled out the exact same one (size and brand) we used for Dao. I thanked her and headed back to Barnes and Noble. I told Dana I couldn’t find a store and she said, “I told you so.” Then I pulled the diaper out of my pocket and said, “I told you I could get one.”

Since we don’t get to spend too much time with Cu Dao during the week, we want to spend as much time as we could with him on weekends. We usually take him out of the house even when we don’t spend time at grandparent’s places. Weekends are our bonding time.

Saturday morning Cu Dao woke up at 7am and demanded milk as usual. I washed him, changed his diaper and brushed him (with force). I gave him some breakfast while tried to organize the rooms, but he wanted to helped me instead. Cu Dao loves to help out Daddy around the house. So we out things away and did some laundry and dishes.

The little guy got tired around 9 something and wanted to join his mom in bed. I sent him upstairs with another bottle of milk and they didn’t get up until 2pm. In the meantime I cleaned up the house and vacuumed the cars. After that I spent some time on the laptop and rest a bit before all three of us headed to Costco and H-Mart for groceries. We then went over to my sister-in-law’s house dinner. We didn’t get to out on Saturday, but we got most things done around the place.

Sunday morning, I dragged them both out of bed before 8am. We had breakfast and hang out until 10:30. We decided to visit the Smithsonian Institution National Museum of Natural History. We took the Metro in instead of driving because Dao loves trains. He sure enjoyed the ride even though couldn’t keep his eyes open. He finally fell asleep in Dana’s lap around 11:45; therefore, we made a detour to Chinatown for dim sum.

Dao woke up as we tried to placed him into the stroller so he only napped for about 15 minutes or so and that when I knew we’re going to have some fun. He misbehaved a bit in the restaurant, but managed to sit still for a couple of minutes for us to enjoy dim sum. After brunch, we strolled straight to NMNH hoping he would nap again, but he didn’t.

Once in the museum, we let him roamed free and was like a drunken little guy. He enjoyed running around the place more than staying at one spot so we sort of skipping through the museum. I would love to come back for some more thorough walkthrough. He did enjoyed the little butterfly room. Instead of taking the elevator up to the third floor, he wanted to take the stairs. By this time, he was running on reserved battery. He finally felt asleep when we headed into the orchid exhibition. By this time, we were also tired so decided to walk back to the Metro. We stopped by Barnes and Noble to rest while letting him sleep. We shared a venti mocha frappacino, something I haven’t ordered for years.

2/22: “Learn the word ‘aqua’ in Portuguese (water).”

2/24: “He is a great soccer player. Great control of the ball (great coordination). Played with flashlight project on the wall. Very happy :)”

2/25: “Sometimes when he wants something he grabs us by the hand and ‘direct us’ to whatever he wants to do. Very playful.”

You didn’t want go into your class yesterday. You looked a bit grumpy until Brit, your classmate, came up and gave you a hug. You smiled and joined the class. You’re a lucky boy!

Mood: happy, chatty, playful
Enjoy: Story time, outside

Notes and reminders: had fun during project of ripping paper and making balls. Fine motor skills. Very sociable. Great sense of humor.

I dropped you off to school today and noticed your painting posted outside your classroom. While your classmates splashed paints all over the canvas, you had three dots in yours. You must have picked up your minimalist style from me.

You’re using more Vietlish nowadays:
“fish an (eat)”
“chocho xe lua (train)”
“more nho (grapes)”
“mo (take off) jacket”
“red xe (car)”

You also learned to count: mot, hai, ba, sau (one, two, three, six)

Dao and May hung out again over the weekend. We dropped by Linh’s place on Sunday for the kids to play together. As soon as Dao saw May, he yelled out her name, ran toward her, gave her a hug and kiss. We had lunch and stayed for about two hours before the kids were winding down for nap time. We drove back to m sister’s house and Dao napped.

Yesterday, we met again at The Playhouse Cafe in Harrisburg. Twenty minutes later the kids got bored so Linh suggested that we hit Port Discovery. What an awesome place for kids. There are tons of activities for them to do. I can’t wait to take Eric, my little nephew, to it. I am sure he’ll enjoy it.

We only get to know these cool places through Linh who discovers all these spots for May. The more time we spend with the Linh and May, the more we admire them and the more we enjoy their company. We’re very grateful to have them as friends and definitely looking forward to the future getting together.

Mood: happy, chatty, playful
Enjoyed: story time, outside/gym

Notes and Reminders: “Lots of words, sentences, great coordination kicking and spinning balls.”

Glad to see you’re enjoying your time while away from us. Ms. Ester gave you great complement. She told us that whenever she takes you guys outside, you say car, truck, snow, ice and so on. You know all the name of your classmates as well as the names from another class. She also said that you gave everyone a hug.

This morning, I took you to the new car. You didn’t see the old car so you said “mat xe cu” (old car is lost). This evening, I took you out of the car to go into the house and you said “too lanh (cold).” You have already speaking Vietlish?