Randall decorated the small Christmas tree and mom did the big one. Randall said he liked them both.
Thanksgiving at Legoland California. Randall drove cars, boats as well as helicopters. Got his first driving license, twice :); got fascinated by the New York subway train at Lego Miniland; and got scared by the Ninjago ride and the 3D Lego movie.
After our first day’s trip to Legoland, Randall was too excited to fall asleep at night, so I said to him, “If you don’t go to sleep, instead of Carlsbad, this place’s name will be changed into ‘Randallsbad’.”
“I’m not a bad boy. Daddy is, because daddy doesn’t know which bathroom is which. So this place’s name should be changed into ‘Daddysbad’.” replied Randall. (Daddy mistook women’s room for men’s room at Legoland that day but stopped right before it was too late.)
Randall often seems to be quiet in car, but he’s been “secretly” watching us when we drive. The other day, when I backed up the car to get out of the parking lot at his school, he said seriously to me, “When you back up, you should always look at that picture (the backup camera). That’s the safety rule. If you don’t, it’s dangerous.” And another time when I was driving on the highway and getting ready to exit, he suddenly asked me, “You just switched lane, right?” He surprises us with such funny statements all the time, and I always joke that all he needs to be able to drive to grow tall enough to reach the pedals.
Ferris wheels are Randall’s favorite. He used to enjoy sitting on the tiny ferris wheel at Children’s Fairyland over and over again. Now this is a big air-conditioned one, with nice views. Amazed as he was, he made an important notion that the capsule before us was number 2 and the one behind was number 4.
“Look at this! I made a snow house. It’s a sand snow house.”