6yo was slaving over a project this morning, and he proudly showed it
to me…
It made me laugh. And then pause. And then laugh some more.
He even named his pet "No. 17"…
What have I done to my children? My pet germ…
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Bring your swimming trunks when you visit the Crown Fountain in Chicago…
This is one place that we keep on going back in downtown Chicago, the Crown Fountain at the Chicago Millennium Park, lovingly nicknamed the Face Fountain. Public art pieces based on water features are known to draw people together, inviting people to participate in shared activities and to create an ad-hoc community.
Here is what the artist, Jaume Plensa, said about this piece:
A fountain is the memory of nature, this marvelous sound of a little river in the mountains translated to the city. For me, a fountain doesn’t mean a big jet of water. It means humidity, the origin of life.
And anybody that has been around this gathering place when the weather is warm enough knows what it means: children splashing in the water, laughing, chasing each other. Adults fascinated by everything that’s going on around them. The surprise and delight in the faces when the water jet shoots out of the mouth of the “face”. And the best part is the screaming children under the catch-you-off-guard waterfall coming from the top with no warning.
Pure delight.
What do tennis balls have to do with soft drinks?
Well, please let me know if you do know. Because I don’t!
p.s. I missed the word “table” in the title of this post… Sorry if you read this post because you’d rather learn about tennis balls & soda BUT not table tennis balls (aka ping pong balls) & soda… (added May 27, 2009)
Red Bull milk shake? Just seems wrong…
They say money can’t buy happiness
Well, money makes me smile here…
We are like The Simpsons. Yellow like The Simpsons.
My 6 yo drew this picture of us today. This would be one of the 86,337 pictures drawn from the teacher asking “Please draw a picture of your family” before he graduates from high school. Surprised at his choice of color. But thank goodness that they no longer call the pale pinkish color “Skin”. That’s probably why he decided to go with a color that was most likely the closest to human complexion in the meagerly selection of crayons he has left – it is after all towards the end of the school year. I am surprised that we are not blue in the picture…
When they were younger, I pondered whether to be absolutely PC-crazy and shell out for a box of those fancy “People Colors” crayons from Lakeshore Learning Stores. I eventually decided against it. What are they gonna do with those crayons? Take them next to the person they are drawing to match the color? Like at a cosmetic counter when you are buying foundations? Or like paint chips you brought home from Home Depot?
Children are amazingly observant and they are not afraid of asking questions. This is what I have learned from my kids.
I guess tis a sign that Multiculturalism has become a big selling point when Crayola started selling something called “Multicultural Crayons”. Kudos to them for trying. Something is a bit off however … I cannot help but wonder at the colors.
Orange orange and red red? I think I will stick with yellow any time.
Note to Self: Buy ice cream for kid tomorrow. I look thin in the picture.
How Nordstrom honors the Asian Pacific American Heritage Month…
First of all, for all of ya who are uninitiated: May is designated by the U.S. Congress as the Asian Pacific American Heritage Month. Don’t fret if you didn’t know until now. The first week of May is actually Asian Pacific American Heritage WEEK. Between the Swine Flu and the Oprah-KFC debacle (Seriously, folks. How much does it cost to just pay for those grilled chicken? They look extremely unappetizing to me anyway…), I don’t think the mainstream media even remembered. So, you are forgiven.
Secondly, I promise I will not get on my soap box. There are many books/articles/websites out there if you are interested in reading about stereotypes, underrepresentation, Fu Man Chu, Lotus Blossoms vs. Dragon Ladies, blah blah blah. (That would be me preaching to the choir – the conundrum is if you are, you would have known already. If you don’t care, you are not going to check it out anyway…) Yup. Otherwise known to the “mainstream” society as, cough cough, “whining”… I say that because the common comment, from the “mainstream” society, to the critics of stereotypes is, “It’s just a joke. YOU PEOPLE have no sense of humor!”
“You people”. I wince every time I read or hear it. In real life. In the movie, Tropic Thunder, it was hilarious how they played with it.
Anyway, I digress.
So in honor of the Asian Pacific American Heritage Month, Nordstrom is hawking designer t-shirts by, you guessed it! Asian American designers. Anna Sui and Koi Suwannagate. YES! Represent, girls! (I just have to ask: Was the ubiquitous Vera Wang too busy or too expensive?) Don’t get me wrong. These are extremely gorgeous tees, at $60 a pop. And the profits will go to the scholarship fund for OCA, an organization dedicated to advancing the cause for Asian Americans.
I am sure Nordstrom’s efforts are appreciated but I am quite amused by the irony in this shirt. Call me nitpicking if you wish. And I assure you, I have a great sense of humor.
Will you marry me? If I propose to you at Taco Bell?
Taco Bell has been putting clever (ok, some more than the others…)
sayings on their taco sauces for a while now. We often got a good
chuckle out of them. This one though is the first time I saw "will you
marry me?" on the package.
I have been wondering in what scenario will a girl be so elated when
she is being proposed at Taco Bell, with her mouth stuffed with rice
and beans? Perhaps a spontaneous moment would come when a young man
sees this and takes action? I guess that would be romantic.
Perchance the girl says yes, and they will celebrate with a passionate
kiss. Perhaps other patrons will even applaud, just like in the
movies…
Perhaps not.
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“Man boobs”, or, To raise boys you need great sense of humor…
I was finally going to go to bed but found in the dark something on my pillow. I could tell that they are water-filled balloons since the boys were playing with balloons in the bathtub earlier… I also felt a note under my pillow so I turned the light on again to read it. Imagine my surprise and mixed reactions when I saw the “balloons” in this fashion…
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What? These are water-filled balloons. Filthy mind!
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And the note as written by my 11yo says:
It was 6 yo’s idea to put them together like this and call them “man boobs”. He in no way liked this but promised to do something so only 20% his fault.
I don’t know whether to laugh or cry. I think I will sleep for 3 hours first then decide.
The importance of understanding Chinese…
Someone forwarded me this as a cautionary tale for people to understand the Chinese characters on the t-shirts they are wearing or, especially important, those that you are about to have tattooed on your body:
1. Pig. Not BOAR. But PIG. There is only one common Chinese word which stands for all types of pigs, but mostly the domesticated pigs, so yes, all negative stereotypes apply and don’t kid yourself by saying what you have means BOAR. NOT.
2. Not sure whether she is knowingly wearing the t-shirt for shock values since it says “Love intercourse the most”. ‘nough said.
3. Chicken. Again, the one common Chinese character that stands for all chicken, so for example, Rooster is “male chicken”, chick, “little chicken”, chicken (that you eat), “chicken meat”, and so on. The trouble with this t-shirt is that this word is also a slang for “hooker”…
4. The kanji (Chinese characters used in Japanese) on the t-shirt says PERVERT. It would be funny if the person wearing it looked anything but…
