From a baby's point of view

I open my eyes blearily. Blink. I look around. Things still look kind of blurry. Mommy and Daddy are busy packing stuff into the car. My favorite funny Yiyi in the world is standing there watching me. Mommy said to Yiyi, "See how he blinks slowly when he's first waking up? It's so cute." I blink again. Mommy unfastens my seat belt and holds me. Oooh, we going for a ride in nice car? Ok I think I'm fully awake now. 

I sit on Mommy's lap in the front seat. I want a better view, so I wriggle around and cry, that always seems to get her attention. She say, "Ok ok ok..." and stands me up on her lap facing forwards. Yay! Bright lights, flashing cars, moving trees pass by us in a flash. Everything is moving, I don't know what to focus on but it's fun! I wail in delight and stuff my hands in my mouth, cooing at Mommy for giving me such a nice view. My Daddy laughs, probably from the nice view as well.

My legs still can't support me standing for too long, and neither can Mommy's arms, so I sat back down on Mommy's lap. Which is okay, the moving car is making my eyelids heavy again. I keep sucking on my fist, they just taste so good. It got quiet suddenly, and I think we have reached home. Mommy carries me into our nice house, and lays me down in bed. 

Fully awake now, I start talking to anyone within the vicinity about my favorite toys to gnaw on. I swing my leg over and flip myself on my tummy, a much better position for me to see what's happening around me. The only bad thing about this position is that sometimes my head feels a little heavy and I have to lay back down. But no matter. I want to move forwards, but I still can't figure out how to make my arms and legs cooperate to move the way I want. I move them around, but I seem to be still stuck in the same spot. Nevermind, I'm sure I'll figure it out at some point. After all, I figured out how to flip myself over, and Mommy thought I was such a smart boy for doing that so I keep doing it just to show her how smart I am. 

Ouch!

I sprained my ankle

Don't ask me what I was doing when I sprained my ankle.

...

Alright, I was jumping. I was attempting a single Axel jump (with 1 1/2 rotations in the air. Figure-skating jump, I should mention). I've done it before, but always from both feet and landing on both feet. This time I decided to be more adventurous and land on one foot. My right foot. I basically crash landed on my right foot. Yup. Stupid, I know. I woke Matt up with my wails of "Oh noooo oh noooo oh nooooooo...". I was in agony, writhing on the floor holding on to my ankle as if it would make it feel better. Matt was a real sweetie to me, bringing me ice so I could ice my foot, letting me use him as crutches to help me walk (I could barely walk), preparing a nice bubble bath for me... Hee~

I feel like a moron. Because, I sprained my ankle less than a year ago. My other ankle. Doing step aerobics. I'm not a klutz per se, really (even though my mom thinks so because I'm flat-footed. According to her ancient chinese wisdom, people with flat-feet have terrible balance and therefore, I have to be careful when I walk because I could sprain my ankle. Right mom, I'll just move around in a wheelchair, less chances of spraining my ankle, ok?) but to sprain my ankle twice in less than a year? Both my ankles? Yes thank you, I feel stupid. I should've been more careful, I should've listened to Matt when he tells me to be careful when I'm jumping around like a hyper monkey. Sigh...

I had to take pictures of my ugly bruised foot. =)

Cute moments

W: You should drink more water honey. You don't drink enough water. Water is good for you.

M: Well aren't you just the Queen of nagging? *looks pointedly at me*

W: Yeah, and you're the King, mister. (M nags W about loading the dishwasher, being careful using a knife, using Pledge on the floor, putting her Wii fit board away... you get the idea)

M: Oh, SNAP! That was good... (starts chuckling)

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(M watching a particularly exciting episode of Law and Order, whilst W is curled up on the couch next to him)

M: Man, this episode is so exciting I can feel my heart beating fast. It's beating along to the music. BAM BAM BAM BAM BAM...

W: *giggles* Honey you're too cute. It's just a TV show.

White squid

(After kendo practice, whilst stretching...)

Hikaru: *matter-of-factly* You know Wendy, since you wear white keikogi and hakama, and you're so flexible, you look like a white squid.

Me: ...what?!?!?! *confused baffled raised-eyebrow look*

Rest of the other folks: *snicker* *giggles*

Before it's too late

T: You should call your mom and wish her a happy mother's day.

W: I probably will later. She's probably busy anyway. She's at a cousin's wedding this weekend and she'll be too busy to talk. She's usually too busy for me anyway.

T: You should still call her and tell her you love her.

W: Oh she'll probably just brush me off and go party with my aunts.

T: Still, you should call her and tell her that. Before it's too late.

W: ...does this have something to do with your mom?

T: Well. Promise me you won't say you're so sorry after this.

W: Ok. I promise I won't. What about my apologies, or my deepest condolences? =P

T: -_- Yeah okay Wendy. Anyway... My mom died ten years ago. On Mother's day.

W: When you were 18?

T: 17. I held her hands as she died in front of me. She died of cancer. Breast cancer. She first found out when she was 35, and she had it for 5 years. My sister and I found out 3 days before she died. My dad told us that it was because she wanted us to be normal around her. So I was my normal teenage bratty hormonal self around her.

W: Yeah 17's a rough age to lose your mom. I remember when I was that age I was a complete terror to my mom. I kept picking stupid fights with her, there were so much tears and angry words exchanged, I'm sure I hurt her feelings so badly back then...

T: Yes but now you have a chance to make that up to her. Mine had to leave us with me being a bratty teenager without much of a chance to make it up to her later in life. You're very lucky that way.

W: I know, I'm very fortunate that I have the chance to be nice to my mom and not be a heartache for her. I'm lucky I can have my mom as a friend with whom I can talk to about anything. You're right, I should tell her that I love her more often before it's too late.

T: Yeah, sorry I'm so naggy about calling your mom to tell her you love her. Now you know why.

W: Well, I promise you I will tell her that I love her very very very much when I get a chance. =)

T: Ok, thank you =) That was my point in the first place =P

W: Thanks for sharing your story.

T: Wha...? People don't normally thank me, they usually tell me that I'm so damn depressing.

W: Well sure it's darn depressing =P Jk. No, I meant thanks for trusting me enough to tell me about it. I mean it must've taken some courage and a whole lot of trust to tell me something this personal.

T: Oh. Well yeah, I don't know, I just feel like I can trust you. =)

W: Awwww thanks. Oh btw... I am SO SO sorry about that =P

T: Too late, I know you're just being stupid now =P Thanks for listening =)

W: Oh you're most welcome =)


Lesson of the day: Never take your parents or your loved ones for granted. Really, you never know when it'll be too late. (Gaahhh so cliche, but SO true...) Sometimes we need reminders like these to remember that no matter what happens in life, it's just so trivial compared to relationships with your family and loved ones.

Feelin' the love

My sister just quit her job.

AND I HAD TO FIND THAT OUT THROUGH HER BLOG!

...like, wtf?!?!??!

I mean, like, good thing I read her blog every other day, because otherwise, how the hell would I know a life-changing event of that sort is happening in her life? Next thing I'd see on her blog would probably be like...

"The boyfriend just popped the all-important question. He bought me THE perfect diamond ring. It was SO romantic..."

Like, that could like, totally happen, right? Oh, don't mind the big sister, she's too far away, just about halfway around the world, no need to bother her with the itty-bitty details. Uh-huh. *grumble grumble*

*small voice* ...just because I live so far away doesn't mean I have to be disconnected with the family... *wails*