A Quick Note

Kai's growing up way too fast and producing more funny things every single day. I'm afraid if I don't write them down right away, I'm gonna forget them. And with this pregnancy brain... it's very likely that I will forget

Kai loves singing. He sings "Jingle Bells" when he's happy, rock 'n roll style. He'll start with the normal Jingle Bells but quickly makes it faster and faster until eventually it ends with a rocker "Ahhh~~~~". He also likes to make up lyrics based on what he's doing at the moment. Therefore, it's quite common to hear something like this:

"Ol' McDonald had a farm. Yee-i-yee-i-o!
On the farm he had a McQueen. Yee-i-yee-i-o!
With the "vroom vroom" here and "vroom vroom" there.
Ol' McDonald had a farm. Yee-i-yee-i-o! "

"Zoom zoom zoom
we're going to the moon
Take a rocket ship
Zoom zoom zoom

Vroom vroom vroom
McQueen's going to the moon
Take a rocket ship
Vroom vroom vroom"

Just like the stories he makes up, I love these personalized songs that he sings. I just have to do a better job remembering to write them down right after I hear them.

Okay, here's something that happened just this morning.
I made some Chinese green onion pancakes and some scrambled eggs this morning for me and Kai. While we were eating, Kai saw that I was dipping my eggs into a pool of chili sauce on my plate. He said, "Mommy, Kaikai wants some of that."
I replied, "Mmm... no. This is very spicy. Maybe when you're bigger you can try it, but now right now."
Kai thought about it for a minute. Then he presented his argument. He said it so quickly and eloquently I was (proud and) speechless:
"Kaikai's big. Kaikai has a baby sister, so Kaikai's big. Kaikai wants to have some of that (pointing at the chili sauce), Mommy!"
I HAD TO let him try it after such compelling argument, so I took a piece of the green onion pancake from his plate and dipped a corner of it in the chili sauce. Before I gave it to him, I warned him again, "It's spicy. Here's your soy milk... just in case."
The victorious toddler snatched the pancake out of my hand, shoved the sauced corner into his mouth and said, "See?" (like, "See? I can handle the heat.") Then almost immediately he took a sip from his cup and concluded (concurred), "It's spicy!"