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  • Day One Hundred Fifteen, May 17, 2011

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    It is when you are far away from the thing that you love that you value it and miss it the most. As each trip that I take alone comes to a close, I feel a very strong tug and a yearning to see, smell, kiss, talk to and be with Lea. The last day…

  • Day One Hunderd Six, May 8, 2011

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    She put her alarm on for 12 midnight to wake up and start cooking my mother’s day breakfast which I luckily caught and turned off not to wake her. She went in the early morning to pick flowers that she then filled a bowl with, placed on a tray that she decorated with leaves, coffee…

  • Day Eighty Seven, April 19, 2011

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    At times in my parenting of Lea I feel like an internal reflection day is needed, a ‘her and me’ time that can bring harmony, rhythm and a much needed routine into lives together. Today felt like the right day to rewrite our daily plans, look back at our week, plan ahead and see what…

  • Day Seventy Seven, April 9, 2011

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    If you speak to anyone who has expatriated in Shanghai, they will tell you how much fascination their children draw from the locals. They would not hesitate to take your baby out of the stroller to check them out, to touch your child’s hair, marvel at their ‘big’ nose, to giggle at them, and if…

  • Day Sixty Five, March 28, 2011

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    Not even seven years old and she declared herself a rocker! Lea came home today and asked me to tell her everything I know about Rock and Roll. She said: “I think I am rock and roll” and she proceeded to demonstrate. Should I be worried?? 🙂

  • Day Fifty Nine, March 22, 2011

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    delight! The twinkle in your eyes the notes in your voice the chimes in your laughter the theater of your expression the warmth of your heart the innocence of your being the brilliance of your mind the humor of your mischief the bounce of your hair the smell of your hugs the simple fact of…

  • Day Fifty Five, March 18, 2011

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    When they are babies, they cry for obvious reasons, hunger, discomfort or illness. Then they get older and they learn that tears are also something they can use in their daily theater. They start to cry for attention, cry to test their limits, cry to protest your parenting decision, cry to influence you emotionally, or…

  • Day Fifty One, March 14, 2011

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    Since the tragic earthquake happened in Japan a few days ago, I did my best to keep the details from Lea. The reason is that she tends to worry so much about things, I feared opening up the subject with her would lead to some sleepless nights and a whole amount of of worry much…

  • Day Twenty Seven, February 18, 2011

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    Today I was very overwhelmed with the state of the world, wars, revolutions, poverty, instability, pollution, global warming, solar flares, and a general sense of unsettlement. Then in the afternoon we had Lea’s twin friends over for a play date then sleep over and I watched them play, laugh, sing, dance and be in the…

  • Day Twenty Three, February 14, 2011

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    Living in China means taking on some things that are integral in the make up of the Chinese society: training, discipline and repetition. Swimming lessons have been a weekly routine in our 6 year old daughter’s life since she was 3. This was taken today during her swimming class.