Spring photos

A few miscellaneous photos from this spring that didn't get their own posts. Enjoy!

Norah rocking her sunglasses

Whose tools?

We love coconut juice!

Jackson wraps up his first soccer season

Jackson finished his first season of soccer a few weeks ago, but I needed some distance from the experience before posting ;-)

Focusing on the positives, 

• Jackson gave his best effort in the last game.
• I can check "youth sports coach" off my bucket list.
• Norah looks interested.
• Jackson displayed a sense of vigilante justice.  During a scrimmage he simultaneously tackled his two most talented teammates with one arm around each of their necks.  When I asked him why, he said "they play too much" (meaning they control the ball too much).  One of the other coaches remarked maybe he was playing the wrong football. 
• The end of season popsicles were epic.

Zorbing

Our Memorial Day tradition -- Go zorbing in Lake Highlands Town-center

Eat the juice

Jackson: Daddy, I want to eat the juice!

The Next Day

Daddy: Jackson, we say drink the juice.
Jackson: I want to eat the juice!
Daddy: I don't know how to eat juice...
Jackson: Put it in the freezer!

The Ferocious Snail

We heard Jackson crying hard after bedtime and I went up to check on him.

Mommy: Jackson, did you have a bad dream?
Jackson: Yes, I had a scary dream. I dreamed of a snail on the tree.
Mommy: Oh.
Jackson: It is very scary because snails are not supposed to be on trees. And it is ferocious. The snail is coming out of its shell.
Mommy: Wow, it does sound scary.
Jackson hold out his arms like the size of a Frisbee: It is this big. Bigger than anything in my snail shell bowl.
Mommy: That's everyone's nightmare!

Mother's day

Jackson got home from daycare on Friday and he was taking his things out of his backpack, lunch bags, blanket etc.

And then he stopped and looked at me very seriously: Mommy, I have something special for you but I could only give you on Sunday Mother's day.
Mommy: Okay, talk to Daddy if you need to hide the gift.
Jackson ran to Daddy in another room. (Later I heard Daddy hid it for him but he thought it's not safe enough)
Twenty minutes later, I walked to our bedroom to get something when I hear rustling sound from Norah's nursery room. It was very dark inside so I went in to check.
Jackson was sitting at the corner of the room, trying to fold the gifts (Picture frame with his photo made with wooden sticks and coloring papers) and hide them under a toy.
He saw me and was in absolute dilemma. I could tell that he was thinking what he should do. I hope I could just turn around and let him do his hiding.
Then he said: Here you are, Mom. Now you saw them, you might as well have them!

Norah started to say "Happy Day" this weekend. Last week when we picked her up, her teacher commented how nice her coloring work is. She told me if she didn't see her do it, she would thought Jackson did it for her. I was so proud of her. Now I dreamed of raising an artist. And my vision is that Jackson could write the stories and Norah does the illustration. :-)

It's so fulfilling being mother of those two. So does a happy mother write this on Mother's day.

Weekend photos

Riding a baby Hippo

Let's take a bigger one!

Giant Hippo is eating Mommy! 

A Star-belly Sneetch from Dr Suess

Crazy hair day

Norah loves climbing

Our play set gets lots of love, both Jackson and Norah loves playing on it