Da da is home for vacation!

So, one of the word,Little H says "da da". You can guess what that means... Yes, it is daddy. He loves his daddy and loves to be around. Yeap, Little H is enjoying da da's vacation time!!!

Little H's first Santa experience. He did not cry or anything. He was not sure how to react first but he did smile the end.

My parents sent some gifts to Little H. He got a cute hat and grabs. Here it goes. This is the first in a snow experience for Little H. It was too much snow for him.

We went to Hill Air Force museum on weekend. It was the first time for all of us and it was great and fun. Little H enjoyed runing around and we were busy chasing after him...

Is Little H future a pilot???
Little H loves to copy Da da!!! Yeap, they are father and son.Little H has a little bit of mom too? Future engineer???

We are still on vacation with dada, so we try to update more later. Have a happy new year everyone.

Winter of 2008

So, we have not been updated 6 months. Yea, I am not good at to keep updated. Sorry for friends.

Well, let's say, our lives are well and nothing really a big news. Little H is the cutest one in our family as you can imagine. Jens is working hard and all, so I decided to post some picture of Little H. Yeap, You will not see me since I am the one posting the blog. hahaha.

I know my friends, you wonder how I look more than my son looks. But tell you the truth I do not have much pictures lately since I am the one taking all picture.


So here is some picture.

This is for Halloween. My friend let us use one the costume and little H is a little Bee.
Little H has been a very popular baby. He got a lot of beads from waitress at New Orleans We went to New Orleans to visit our good friends. This is on the way home in an airplane. Yeap, we were lucky that he slept all the way home.

Now, he wants to do a lot of things by himself. One of them, drinking out of a cup and glass by himself. "I can do it, mom."

We went to a Natural History museum in SLC. Little H's one of favorite thing is puzzle.




So... these things little H does lately.
1) bring chair when he is hungry and sit down and put his bib.
2) put the chair back where it is supposed to be when he finished eating
3) when we go out, he goes to door and brings his shoes to me to put them on
4) he uses spoon and folk when he can
5) drink out of cup and glasses by himself
6) Puzzle is the one of his favorite
7) he loves a lot of empty bottles. Take lid off and on and push them hard and make sounds. Oh, don't forget he likes to push out of air on his face
8) like to play with ball
9) He says "Manma" for food and "nai nai" for cleaning up
10) loves to rolling around and make himself dizzy
11) dance with music by bending knees

Well, there may be more, but here it is.

Family Outings

So, this past two weeks, we had family outings. We went to first hiking of the year and with little H! Yes, his mountain, hiking debut. He seemed like it fine. Jens got a back pack for him. The first little H was not sure about how high he is, but he seemed adjusted fine.


The mountain was beautiful. We tried to let little H to enjoy the creek.

I guess it was too cold for littl H. Look at his little feet. "wow, dad, what is this!!!! It is cold!!!"

Today, we went to Art Festival. It was hot. Little H was sweating a little. He enjoyed a light rail ride. It seems like to me that he eats more when he is out side. I cannot blame him on that. I eat more when I am out too. hahaha. I guess he got it from me. We had fun weekends.

Japan trip

So, we did not update a long time.

I was in Japan with Little H! The first time Japan for little H. His grand parents are so exited and me??? I was very happy to have babysitters!!!!!

This is the first airplane trip for little H. He had a bassinet. But he was too long. Look at his little feet sticking out!!!


Of cause, we went to Onsen. He is wearing Jinbe which his uncle gave to him.



Little H loves to sleep on futon. He doesn't craw, but he rolls over everywhere. I mean every where. That is the way he moves around. So futon was the best thing for little H ever. He moves and rolls!!



We rode a lot of train in Japan. Here is an one shot Little H and Jens.



Little H, now he can pull all wipe and tissues like any other baby likes to do!!!



Huuuuu, this is my update about little H!

new born baby

So, we have not updated our blog a long time. My good friend had a baby couple of weeks ago. He is so cute!!!

I just want to say.... I already forgotten how small a new born baby is. I mean I do remember but it seems a long ago.

My little H is so big now after 8 months.

My little beloved little H is no longer little H compare to a new born.

I guess I need to enjoy every moments that I have been given with little H.

Curious George Little H

So... Latest Little H's hobby is to observe any objects from many different angles.

Since he became efficient with his hands, he takes many objects into his hands and looks from bottom, from top, and from sides... His face is very serious. His eyes are on the object and his mouth sticks out a little... He observes objects like he is looking at fine arts and china.



Well, well, Jens smiled and said "When his mouth sticks out and he is looking at things really seriously, he looks like a monkey. Carton monkey!!!"

So, I took a little time and found Curious George. Here it is Curious George and Little H.

What do you think????





Even though Little H looks like a Curious George, I think he is cute. hahaha

Suvenia from India

So... Jens is home now. I am so glad he is home!!!!!

Here is my update about India. Well, he brought back some suvenia. Here they are.
The two boxes on the front is for me.


One at a time...

This is made by fig and nuts.
This one is hard to exprain!!! It is not too sweet. It made out of milk. I cannot say which my childhood's snack but it gave me some melancoly feel....
Our Indian freinds gave us some gift to us.

Look at this bright color shirts.

One of our friend is Hindy and he gave us this for bringing our home a good luck. We got this red elephant from another freind.

Don't you think this spice mix taste great? They are from our freind too!

The last, here is Inidan money.

So Jens will be home soon

So it is one week since Jens left. This was the first time that Jens is not home this long since we had Little H. One more day and he will be home.

How I did? Well, I think I did ok. But it is nice to have him at home for sure. He is a very helpful dad. I mean Little H loves him and he gets so excited to see dad when he comes home. As far as me? Of cause, I love to have him around. hahaha. He is a great company for fukuchan.

I watched a few video including girl videos like Fried Green Tomatoes. Actually it was the first time that I watched from beginning to the end. Licence to Wed, I forgot one more video that I watched.... It was not that great any way.

I started to read a book. I have not read books in English a long time. If you can imagine, none native English speaker reads English books are not necessarily relaxing or fun thing. I learned to read in English because I went to school. It was not because it was fun to read. Well, I used to think that it would be fun to read books that is in original form therefore reading English is a fun thing if author is writing in English. Well, that was a long ago before I came to States and I went to University.

Well, there is a reason I started to read this book... I would not dear to mention since who knows who is reading this mumbling of fukuchan post... It is not that bad, but you know somethings are better not be said.

Wow, this post went to tangent. I am supposed to write about Jens will be home soon. so I should be back to the topic.

I am excited to see him soon. It will be much better to have him around in a home. Believe or not it is too quiet without him. Even though I am the one usually talk. Yes, I am the talker in our family. You would never guess, wouldn't you? hahaha.

Food

You are probably wonder how come Fuku chan is writing a lot.

Well, I am online more than usual since Jens is in India...
I hope to get him online... So I am here writing...

Nothing much to talk about. Just mumbling. haha

Anyone who lived by yourself can relate of what I say now. My dinner, and lunch got say carb fest. hahaha. I did not want to cook much so I ate, bread, rice and noodles... Snack Doritos, crackers, cookies.

I did not feel good. I mean I am not sick or anything just feel like not healthy... So I bought some vegetables yesterday and yesterday today. I had a vege fest. hahaha.

How do I feel? Much better.

I believe in a good food brings a good health. Good food needs a lot of vegetables and fruits too.

He did it!

I have an exciting news. Probably not for you guys but it was supper exciting for me. I have been trying Little H to eat solid food for about one month now.


He had a very hard time when we started it. He actually cried when he saw the spoon. So we had a long long break more than one week. After that he kind of tried a little, but he decided that he doesn't like it. So when I brought a spoon to front of his face, he grabbed it and pushed it back to me. So we took a break for a few days till he forgot what I had been trying... This pushing spoon continued till today!!!!


It was a long journey for me and Little H. Finally, today, he decided that he try to eat from a spoon. Well, I have to tell you he still does not like me feeding him. So he took the spoon to himself and he put it in his mouth.


I thought he will let me feed him after one try. Wrong!!! He needs to be in charge. When I took a spoon and tried to give him food. He took it and push it back to me. So I took a spoon from his little finger and place some food on spoon and I gave the spoon back to him. He took it with smile and put it in his mouth. Yea!!!!!!!
His face was messy with food all over. His hands were messy and sticky. But he had a big smile and proud of himself.

I was smiling and praising him like that he finished a marathon in an Olympic and got a gold medal. He was so happy to see me smiling and praising him. He kept putting his spoon over and over.


Well, sweet potato must taste good for him. I tasted it and it was sweet and pretty good. Power of Sweet potato!!

I am so proud of you, little H!

Frinds visit

We had a few friends visit last weekend....

Good friends from collage time. We used to go dancing, and pot luck party.

Yea, we had a good time together. Now, we are all mothers!!!!

Well, one of my friend's child is a GIRL. She is a cute little girl. This is important because a lot of my friend's children are boys. So for future pourpose, Little H needs to get to know good girls. You know...

This time, Little H received the first hug from a girl who is not mom, or someone who can be his mom.... She is a little older than Little H, but Little H, I apporve she is a good cute little girl. hahaha:):)

Another visit that we had last week... Yes, it is a little L!!!

Little L is a good older brother to little H. Little L gave a big hug, but Little L had a little too much energy, so it was more like a little attack???
Little L loves to copy his older friend Little L. Look I have a big boy cup now!

But Little H was thinking... "I am not sure what this does...???"

Their playing time started with a good start...

"Little L, play with me....."

"Ok, Little H, here it is"

"My mom wants to take a picture. Let's make a good pose!"

Little H had a very busy good weekend!

From Mumbai to Pune

Sunday morning after breakfast, I venture out the Mumbai airport Hyatt gates; I smile and nod at the armed guards. I only have a few minutes, maybe 30, before a driver will come for us, to take us to Pune. Outside the Hyatt grounds there is construction along the streets, and tracts of land with signs indicating it belonged to the airport, though the people who had built homes on it may have quibble a bit about the airport's position.

Across the road there was another community nestled outside the grounds of another large hotel. Just past it, a midden heap and three children playing cricket in the green grass beyond. As I walked 5 or 6 auto-rickshaw drivers offered me a ride. It was only a taste; I headed back to the hotel. We were leaving soon for Pune.

The driver was an artist. As are all the drivers I've seen in India. They feel and sense their way through city streets. The horn means "coming through." The auto-rickshaw ahead moves a few feet left, our driver vectors over and flows through the opening, a couple on a motorcycle squeaks through between us. I could open my window and touch them as they pass. They sway and flow by weaving between cars and other cycles. They buzz by a family on another motorcyle; the father deftly handling the change, his son sitting in front of him, the mother, the ends of her sari (bright with the colors of sunset) streaming in the breeze, sits side-saddle in the back, with their infant in her arms.

We stop at traffic lights, and each inch is filled with vehicle, so that as many cars and bikes make it through as possible. But there are few lights. They aren't needed. At most intersections the traffic simply flows; a hundred unspoken negotiations made each moment, allow us to keep moving as does everyone from all directions.

Our driver takes us through mountains dividing Mumbai from the rest of India, on the way to Pune. The country, at the edge of summer and in the midst of a dry season before the after-summer rains, has green leaves and brown and yellow grasses, crispy in the summer sun. Seeing the grasses, I wonder if I'm still in the desert Southwest U.S. A pretense. Each community we pass appears in the midst of change, all of them brim with new construction. But, unlike my Salt Lake home, there is little demolition here demolition here except that rendered by weather and time; the old remains side-by-side with the new.

A few hours after reaching the Taj Blue Diamond in Pune, Sabya rescues me from the mistake of sleeping away the afternoon. We leave the hotel grounds and Sabya flags an auto-rickshaw, the main form of public transportation here in the city. Auto-rickshaws are a lot like scooters with a wide back seat for passengers. All those I've seen are mostly black inside and out; a handcrank pulled up from the left of the driver starts the engine.

Our driver takes us to a garden and memorial where once in the 1940s the British government held Gandhi under house arrest. I read the placards in the museum. There is some interesting information there, but for some reason what I remember is that Gandhi read more than 180 books while he was there; a feat the writer believes was more that of a young man rather than an old man (the writer's words) in his 50s. The gardens surrounding the building have a calming effect, with large tracts planted with grass and tall trees. I take some pictures of the building and of a family walking in the gardens. They see me and their boy waves at me. Sabya tells me that some of Gandhi's ashes are interred at the memorial. As an aside that makes me smile, the entrance fee is 100 rupees for me and 5 for Sabya, being a citizen of India. 100 rupees is approximately $2.50

Next Sabya has our auto-rickshaw driver take us to an area near the Pune train station. He wants me to experience the crowds. But it is Sunday, so the crowds are few (so he says and yes I've been in greater crowds but not in Salt Lake except the one time I went to see the christmas lights turned on in Temple Square). We walk around. I'm quite happy here, enjoying seeing the city from the auto-rickshaw and walking along the streets. We stop at a sweet shop and have some lassi and an Indian ice-cream whose name I cannot remember.

The plan is to have dinner with some friends and family. Sabya has a car, but his brother Saroff (I'm guessing at the spelling) has it. As the sun begins setting, it is about time for him to finish work, so we take another auto-rickshaw to a completely modern and trendy shopping center where Sabya's brother works. The department store sells everything from Tommy Hilfiger to Givenchy to Wrangler.

Saroff takes us to Sabya's place. I realize, as we go, that the driver Sungard hired to bring us to Pune, was a pretty passive driver. Saroff is an artist on the streets. I tell him and Sabya that there should be an olympic event. At Sabya's place, I meet his wife and some friends staying with them. We go to dinner in the hills that overlooks the valley in which Pune sits. The restaurant is called Khana Peena Jeena (I think), it means "Food, drink, celebrate life." It was a lot of fun; food, conversation, and watching the patron's children play in the playground. A night much like Satomi's description of a perfect time: good food, good conversation, friends.

There is beauty here, in the land and in the people. And there is grace and harmony. There is the din of a hundred vehicle horns, and smoke and dust that sting my nose and make me cough most of my first day whenever I venture outside. There are also scents of the sweet, or spicy, but always rich food. There is great wealth here and great poverty. From Mumbai to Pune, India presents itself as contrasts.

Stay tuned, Amit took us to Koyla for dinner on Monday night. I'll talk about that later.

Daylight saving

I woke up today and was thinking that I need to be ready for a church. I still have 1hour and half.... Well, then I suddenly realised.... Isn't it the day light saving day???

I need to find out.. How??? I looked VCR. It was the time that I thought it should be. But this VCR is a little old one, so it is programed with old daylight saving schedule. (At least that is my understanding. I just need to read the instruction manual to change the time, maybe...)So it doesn't say anything... Well, I though how can be sure??? Oh, I need to check the cell phone they change time automatically. So, I picked up. "OH NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" I was late one hour. hahaha.

Yea, I am not working or going to a school any more. Which means that I am not living with schedule as much as used to. My schedule is Little H's stomach. hahaha.

Frankly, I do not like daylight savings. I like sunshine in a morning. I am a morning person so I like to have sun in a morning not the night. I think that makes sense to me, but for some reasons, some of the US people do not think so....

Well, I got to a church and it was stake conference and one hour late. But I went there anyway. that is count, right?

India Arrival

I wrote in a Brown Belt Sudoku book moments after landing: "At landing, a surge of excitement. Airport looks... well.. like any airport. No Temples. The scent on the ground is different even still in the plane." It was musty; full of growth and water.

The flight was long but not bad. My seat row companion was good company. I enjoyed it right up until the moment that he left and I realized he'd taken my noise cancelling headphones case which, besides headphones contained my mp3 player, hand sanitizer, and an eraser. Good thing I didn't take Satomi's headphones.

I've slept a little now and taken one picture out the window of my room. The Hyatt at Mumbai may be the most expensive hotel at which I've stayed 13500 rupees. But the room is quite nice and Satomi might love the bathroom. Much like her brother's, except floored and walled with granite.

Today, we drive/ride to Pune.

Zoo Debut!

Today, it was a nice warm winter day. I decided to go out with Jens's sister and his mom to a zoo.

Little H's zoo debut day!!!

Well, interestingly, I picked the one of most crowded day of a year at zoo... Free entrance day.

I did not know such a thing exist. We had a lot of mothers and children at the zoo toady....

Here are some of animals that we saw today.

white alligator.

Grandma is holding little H to show the alligator, but he is not interested it at all.
A lot of animals were moving around today. American black bear, and look, giraffe has a baby.

Even though there are a lot of animals moving around, little H was more interested in his feet.
So I asked, "How was the first zoo experince little H?"

He replied "Well, what do you think mom...."



He was sleeping while we drove home.... Little H, just remember, your dad wanted to come along but he was working today. So no complain, right?