Randall is learning to read.
All posts by maomao
Concerns
Next year I’m going to kindergarten.
Only teachers can talk. The kids cannot talk.
Otherwise they’ll distract the teachers.
The only thing I can do at the kindergarten is listen, but I cannot listen a lot.
Late Autumn
It is getting chilly here and the leaves have started to fall. Yet we are just in time to get a glimpse of the autumn colors. The boys, barely aware of the cold weather or the beautiful surroundings, are having a good time together running around, picking stones, and acting traffic lights.
Big Plan
Randall: Were you guys good friends when you were kids?
Mom: No. We knew each other after we grew up.
Randall: Then what?
Mom: Then we became friends. We got married, and then we have you.
Randall: OK, I’ll do that, too.
Mom: Do what?
Randall: Get married with Elise.
Mom: When do you plan to get married?
Randall: After I go to college.
Ninja Turtle
More than Pumpkins
It’s the pumpkin time of the year, and we finally got this nice beautiful day for a pumpkin patch trip. It was a long drive and nothing was too interesting except a road sign saying “Randall Rd. Exit 52”. But as soon as we arrived, we realized that it was well worth the drive.
The place was definitely more a farm-style amusement park than a pumpkin patch. There were just so many fun things to do: the corn box, the pumpkin express train ride, the petting farm, the munchkin corn maze, the pony ride, the little digger which Randall became a master of manipulating, and a lot more!
Randall enjoyed feeding the animals and couldn’t have enough of it. And of course in the end, we came home with a bunch of weird-looking pumpkins. Randall liked one of them especially, which, in his own words, “looks like a balloon but smells just like a pumpkin”.
The Big Lake
The sun, the breeze, a perfect day for the beach.
“Is it a lake or a sea?”, asked mom.
“Lake. No, sea!”, said Randall.
Conversation
Mom: We’ll probably go to New York in a couple of weeks.
Randall: No, in ten weeks.
Mom: No. Just a couple of weeks. A couple means two or three.
Randall: Why?
Mom: Because it’s our schedule.
Randall: Bendule. It’s our bendule.
Mom: No, schedule!
Randall (laughing): Bendule.
Mom: Ok. It’s our plan.
Randall (laughing even louder): It’s our can.
Mom: …
Randall: How did the doctor cut your belly open?
Mom: Let’s change a topic.
Randall: When can we go to Hawaii again?
Mom: …
Saurus in the City
On a very hot summer day, we take a train ride into the city. This is Randall’s second time at Millennium Park. The first visit was a year ago and he has certainly grown a lot, for he no longer needs help when climbing up and down the big structures. Still, for Randall, the best part of the playground is the skate park, where he wins a race over daddy.
We end our visit with a boat tour along the river, learning the city’s legendary architecture and the history behind it.
