My Parents Understood Their First Word!

I'm so proud of them!

I was starting to wonder if they really could talk. I mean, I hear them making sounds all the time to each other, and sometimes they even seem to be directed at me, but their vocabulary seems to be pretty limited. I think they can say "no", and I think they've learned my name finally, though Dad continues to use a pretty wide variety of words when referring to me. (See this earlier post to see what I'm talking about.)

But I digress. Mom and Dad have finally understood their first word in Matthewese! They've figured out that when I say "Da", I'm referring to Dad. It took them awhile, but eventually they noticed that I'm usually looking at Dad when I say it, and I don't really say it much while he's away at work, unless he happens to come up in conversation with other kids.

So that's good. But the sad part is that they seem to be such slow learners with respect to Matthewese vocabulary. Like often when I say "Da", Mom will respond with "Ma", which doesn't make any sense at all. Why would "please pass that cantaloupe" be a good response for "Dad"? I mean, he does have a big round head, but other than that it doesn't make much sense.

Stay tuned for more vocabulary. Maybe now that they've got their first word down, things will go a little faster?

Speaking of vocabulary, we're off to China on Saturday! Stay tuned for updates - I'll try to get online over there whenever possible.

Dad says: "Mingtian women yao zuo feiji qu Zhong guo"

Which actually means "we fly to China tomorrow", because he doesn't know how to say "day after tomorrow" in Mandarin.

Zaijian! (goodbye)

Birthday cake?

Me? Eating birthday cake?

What makes you say that?

Why? Do you have some?

Know where I can get some more?

Err... I mean...

I've heard it's good, is all.

Kids talking at the playground and stuff.

Okay, so yes, maybe I've had some birthday cake.

We had a little party this past weekend to celebrate my first birthday, since I'll be in China for my actual first birthday. I'll get some more pictures and stories from the party online soon.

Just as soon as my brain cells stop vibrating.

The Sunday Spud has moved!

47 weeks in and we're running out of the free storage over at Flickr. Man, those guys are cheapskates! What kind of world have I been born into? Isn't there supposed to be free e-mail, free blogging, and free photo galleries as far as the eye can see?

Thank goodness for Google. If you click on the Sunday Spud links over to the right, they'll take you to the new home of the Sunday Spud.

Dad says that he'll get all my old (non-Sunday Spud) pictures moved over there when he gets a chance. Mom advises against holding your breath on that one, though I'm not entirely sure what she means by that. I haven't tried holding my breath yet - I wonder what that'll feel like?

Dad chimes back in to say that he'll at least get new pictures of my adventures online at Google/PicasaWeb here soon. Mom didn't have any comments about breathing on that one, so I guess you can breathe however you like.