Saturday, March 31, 2012

鹦鹉学舌

乐乐说话比哥哥要晚,鹦鹉学舌了很久还只是蹦单字,口齿不清,还中英混杂,但人家还就好这口。每日里叽里咕噜地叨叨,自娱自乐地说个没完没了,专职翻译是他娘,碰到疑难词汇基本上都是他哥哥出马解决。从这个月开始,语言大爆发,从单字直接跳句子了,让斗娘感叹,这说话虽然比哥哥晚,但进步神速啊!

乐乐最喜欢学的是叨一遍家里人,比如早上起来,他躺在那里就开说了,“爸爸起来了,妈妈起来了,Aiden起来了”;然后不管说啥,人家都要把全家叨一遍才算完。等家里该走的走了,他又开始叨,“Aiden上学去了,爸爸上班去了,乐乐不上学”。。。汇报的时候一本正经,令人捧腹。

乐乐学的最快的词都跟吃有关,为了吃,多难都要上。他最喜欢吃小熊糖里的粉红色的那种,一次他早起不吃奶,找他娘要小熊糖,他娘假装没听明白,乐乐急了,坐到地上,指着放小熊糖的柜子,一字一字地说:“乐乐要吃pink的小熊糖!”他娘当时眼球都快睁得掉出来了,乖乖,七八个不一样的字也能一气呵成,还清清楚楚,真难为他了。

乐乐最喜欢车了,汽车,火车,看书只看车,其它都是浮云。cars里的车谁跟谁人家一岁半都认识了,好多车他娘都还要问他叫啥。Thomas里有些车长得差不多,比如那个Edward跟Thomas就很像,乐乐小时候分不清,现在人家拿起书那是门清。其它的各种车型基本了如指掌,都是跟哥哥天天抢车抢出来的成果啊!这两天,天天吵着要Hammer跟甲壳虫,他娘气啊,以前买了个大的Hammer遥控车,不是被你小子把轮子都扣下来了嘛,甲壳虫也有,不知道被你丢哪去了,如今再找老娘要,门都没有,自己到马路上去看吧,反正湾区开这两样车的人都不少。

乐乐天天跟哥哥厮混撕打,从哥哥那里也学了几句洋文,什么oh,man!That's not funny! Go away! It is not for you!尤其是最后一句,人家说的时候,一定是手指着你,掷地有声地说完这几个词,让你又气又笑。

小孩子学说话大概就是这段时间最好玩了,明天教教这小子背唐诗。

带着儿子做手工(二)

今晨,骤雨初歇,小风阵阵,两个儿子因为生病,天气等原因,早已在家憋得不耐烦了,只好开门放狗。

先是放了一阵风筝,无奈屋前草地不够大,碰巧又刮了个东西南北风,风筝怎么都飞不起,不是栽地就是侧翻,白兴奋了好一会,回想这辈子就放起来过一个风筝,还是在汉口滨江公园,花一块五买的地摊老头用俩木条加一塑料袋做的史上最简易版。

叶子吹落很多,突然想起等会儿子在外野够了,是不是可以一起印印画呢?

吆喝儿子找些干树叶,俩小人煞有介事地满地找。一会功夫,手中握了几把叶子,挑了些干净的回家,准备印了。

把树叶纹理清晰的一面朝上,盖纸,用蜡笔,彩色铅笔,普通铅笔等,在纸上涂抹,很快叶子就印在纸上了。两个儿子对这个没有丝毫兴趣,我难免沮丧,不知道俺家老大啥时能开窍啊。

Tuesday, March 20, 2012

从日本地震看斗娘的忧患意识

本月13号日本发生8.9级地震,继而引发海啸,半个日本岛就这样沉了。斗娘迅速联系在东京的日本朋友,回邮说全家安好,不过可能会逐渐停电,至此再也没收到对方回邮。

不知咋地,斗娘就像着魔一样,每天都有不详预感,好像加洲不日后就要大地震一样。慌张几日才意识到当务之急是准备避震用品。斗娘忙得那叫一个不亦乐乎啊。上网查清单,督促斗爹迅速行动。斗爹下班回来乌拉拉买了一大堆,斗娘琢磨着就算打好包,真要往外跑哪能带那么多东西。纠结啊,最后决定,孩子第一。于是重新整理背包,奶粉水跟孩子衣服放在轻便包里,到时要是真到了非冲出家门的时候,说啥也要扒拉上这个包。斗爹一旁泼冷水,“带啥都不重要,重要的是要有把枪,新奥尔良飓风那次就是前车之鉴,神马都是浮云,唯有枪是王道。”。斗娘一琢磨,可不是,枪,枪,枪。可是咱没枪证,斗爹这一说就是废话。

包还没拎清,nnd,又说来了什么辐射云,斗娘上网看碘片,满眼都是out of stock。难道有人下手这么早!朋友邮件过来说,amazon上订的地震包只到了一个,另一个说没货,而且到的这个还物资不全,amazon客服说,实在是没货,要换货至少要等一到两个月。又有人报同样地震包,现在价格涨了三倍不止。斗娘咬牙恨恨,商人真是黑心,开始发地震财了。又惊闻天朝抢盐抢得热火朝天,视频斗外婆才搞清楚,天朝人民怕海水污染了。

说辐射云周五到湾区,斗娘不懂啊,啥辐射不辐射,只能上网追踪,看大家在网上打得你死我活,也没弄清楚到底这辐射云有多厉害。本着小心驶得万年船的理念,斗娘决定紧闭家门,杜绝一切粒子尘埃,可是儿子还在幼儿园啊!中午早早去接孩子,狂风大作,大雨倾盆,看来月球亲吻地球还真是要兴风作浪,想到那个什么地震专家Jim的预测,斗娘更是加足了马力,儿子还是在自己手上安全。停车场从来没有这么满过,老师说,“能早点接走就早点接走吧,这天看着怪吓人的,早上还有龙卷风过fremont呢。”。斗娘忙问学校的disaster plan,老师一脸茫然,说“没啥plan只有一食物储藏间。“。斗娘暗忖,真要是震个八九级,加洲只怕比日本更惨,还是回家亲自教孩子避震吧。

斗娘跟臭斗说地震了,要往外跑,开始震的时候躲在坚硬的家具旁。突然斗爹电话,手机在桌上震动,臭斗一骨碌躲到电脑桌下,匍匐在地。斗娘摇头叹息,错错错,”要抱头、蹲下、寻找生命三角区!“。臭斗不耐烦地演练了一次就不干了。斗娘只能自己安慰自己,毕竟才三岁,理解不到位,慢慢来。

回家越想心越不安,电话斗爹,下班后速回,并加一句:家门口芭蕉叶上的蜗牛全没了。下午哄孩子睡觉愣是没让娃脱了毛衣。傍晚西雅图一朋友电话咨询防震准备,斗娘咋听咋揪心,大有风雨欲来之势。斗娘安慰自己,其实都说不是LA震就是西雅图震,我们北加,应该安全些。想着想着,还是把给孩子准备的逃难服全部换成防水服,又督促斗爹赶紧去买几件雨衣吧。

晚上,斗娘坚持穿毛背心睡觉,万一震了,冲出家门,大风大雨,不到十度,还不把人冻死。半夜里狂风大作,有如垃圾车轰隆隆开过,大雨打得窗户噼啪作响,斗娘心都发毛了,一直熬到风雨稍息才又睡过去,这心操的。

斗爹说地震不怕,房子不高;斗娘说晚上还睡二楼呢,咋不高?

斗爹说辐射不怕,计量微不足道;斗娘说这会子还敢相信政府数据!难道老百姓被骗次数还少?

斗娘说万一震了,咱家四人三处咋办?斗爹说你抱老二去学校找老大,我步行回家。斗娘问多久能到家?斗爹说保守估计八小时。斗娘说,备一个自行车在公司如何?

斗娘说是不是该把遗嘱立了,万一咱两有事,两孩子抚养权给谁呢?斗爹懒得回答。

斗娘有时琢磨,我就算怕死也不至于这么婆婆妈妈,还不是因为有两个小娃嘛。看到有人嘲笑地震恐惧症的人,斗娘就想,估计你没娃,有娃看你能说得那么轻松,地震一来,你能潇洒自如往外跑吗?

今日朋友非要请全家去吃海鲜不菲,电话里说,震吧震吧,咱吃饱喝足先。

斗娘全家还是托儿带包共赴餐馆,及时行乐吧,哈哈。没想到餐馆人山人海,号都排到一百多了,nnd,这哪里像要地震,完全像要狂欢。斗娘酒足饭饱后,突然觉得,地震是不是咱自己吓自己啊!

Sunday, March 18, 2012

带着儿子做手工(一)

要说俺家老大学东西算是快的了,可就是fine motor skill太差,写个字画个画让做娘的我那个汗啊。幼儿园墙上贴的作品,不用看名字都知道哪张是他的。跟斗爹讨论结果是,他吃了这么多年特殊奶,从小没拿过勺,这个锻炼太少了。然后我每天跟他唐practice makes perfects,让小子好好练,收效甚微。也就是亲娘,不离不弃的,想想带着他做做手工是不是可以辅助一下呢。

小人表示很大信心,我也热血沸腾。开始行动,不到两分钟,小人兴趣转移,我督促,小人整两下;我再督促,人家就瞎糊弄,迫于老娘淫威,瞎折腾完后,小人高兴地离开桌子,剩下一大堆乱七八糟的砸碎让我打扫。唉,说是男孩子啊,真的对这些一点兴趣都没有啊!

虽然儿子不喜欢,还是拿出来跟大家分享一下。

project:rainbow fish

故事准备:
1。先讲rainbow fish的故事(文末奉上)
2。色彩教学:rainbow都有啥颜色?
3。故事寓意:小朋友先说,大人总结。通常小朋友都不说,俺家就是打死也不说的主。

手工材料准备:
1。一张画好鱼形的图,大人随手画就成。
2。1 inch的circle punch
3。各色glitter paper,就是那种闪闪发光的艺术纸,没有用各色彩纸代替,我小农,舍不得买各色的glitter pape,用dollar tree买的儿童彩纸代替,顺便加点烤盘铝箔纸。
4。胶棒

做法:
1。让小朋友用circle punch从glitter paper上cut下各种颜色的圆片,用普通彩纸的,家长帮忙从铝铂纸上剪些圆片来。
2。让小朋友随机选色一排排给fish加鱼鳞,直到装饰完整个图案。
3。签上名字和日期。

附图是儿子跟我的战果



The RainbowFish
By Marcus Pfister (1992)


A long way out in the deep blue sea there lived a fish. Not just an ordinary fish, but the most beautiful fish in the entire ocean. His scales were every shade of blue and green and purple, with sparkling silver scales among them.

The other fish were amazed at his beauty. The called him Rainbow Fish. “Come on, Rainbow Fish,” they would call. “Come and play with us!” But the Rainbow Fish would just glide past, proud and silent, letting his scales shimmer.

One day, a little blue fish followed after him. “Rainbow Fish,” he called, “wait for me! Please give me one of you shiny scales. They are so wonderful, and you have so many.”

“You want me to give you one of special scales? Who do you think you are?” cried the Rainbow Fish. “Get away from me!” Shocked, the little blue fish swam away. He was so upset; he told all his friends what had happened. From then on, no one would have anything to do with the Rainbow Fish. They turned away when he swam by.

What good were the dazzling, shimmering scales with no one to admire them? Now he was the loneliest fish in the entire ocean.

One day he poured out his troubles to the starfish. “I really am beautiful. Why doesn’t anybody like me?” “I can’t answer that for you,” said the starfish. “But if you go beyond the coral reef to a deep cave you will find the wise octopus. Maybe she can help you.”

The Rainbow Fish found the cave. It was very dark inside and he couldn’t see anything. Then suddenly two eyes caught him in their glare and the octopus emerged from the darkness. “I have been waiting for you,” said the octopus with a deep voice. “The waves have told me your story. This is my advice. Give a glittering scale to each of the other fish. You will no longer be the most beautiful fish in the sea, but you will discover how to be happy.”
“I can’t...” the Rainbow Fish started to say, but the octopus had already disappeared into a dark cloud of ink. Give away my scales? My beautiful shining scales? Never. How could I ever be happy without them? Suddenly he felt the light touch of a fin. The little blue fish was back! “Rainbow Fish, please, don’t be angry. I just want one little scale.” The Rainbow Fish wavered. Only one very very small shimmery scale, he thought. Well maybe I wouldn’t miss just one.

Carefully the Rainbow Fish pulled out the smallest scale and gave it to the little fish. “Thank you! Thank you very much!” The little blue fish bubbled playfully, as he tucked the shiny scale in among his blue ones. A rather peculiar feeling came over the Rainbow Fish. For a long time he watched the little blue fish swim back and forth with his new scale glittering in the water.

The little blue fish whizzed through the ocean with his scale flashing, so it didn’t take long before the Rainbow Fish was surrounded by the other fish. Everyone wanted a glittering scale. The Rainbow Fish shared his scales left and right. And the more he gave away, the more delighted he became. When the water around him filled with glimmering scales, he at last felt at home among the other fish.

Finally the Rainbow Fish had only one shining scale left. His most prized possessions had been given away, yet he was very happy. “Come on Rainbow Fish,” they called. “Come and play with us!” “Here I come,” said the Rainbow Fish and happy as a splash, he swam off to join his friends.

Sunday, March 4, 2012

悲催补裤匠

每晚从幼儿园凯旋归来的儿子都会给我带来丰硕的胜利果实——裤子膝盖处两个硕大的洞。

从棉裤子换到牛仔裤,再到夹层厚裤子,无一例外,全都在一日之内搞出两个洞。

没关系,有外婆寄过来的补裤贴,拿熨斗熨熨,也就一两分钟搞定,我满心欢喜地给儿子熨上McQueen了,小汽车,小火车。。。

紧接着,裤贴下面开始有洞,要一个贴一个贴落上去补。想想不够扎实,再用线围着布贴缝一圈,没有顶针,我的手啊!

破洞仍旧每日发生,对于针线盲的我,一补就补到半夜三更。问儿子为啥会破洞,儿子说:“我在装猫猫,用膝盖走路”。好嘛,这也不是坏事,于是劝到,“装猫猫不一定要用膝盖走路啊,猫猫可以跳啊,你可以蹲着学猫猫啊”。

成效不大,每日还是破洞。于是严厉些,直接禁止,你可以学猫猫,但是不可以用膝盖走路。好了两天,破洞又继续。

当家里七八条裤子都补丁连补丁,儿子又带着一条崭新的牛仔裤上的两个破洞回来时,气血一时冲进脑袋,恨不得打他一顿后快。这次做娘的不淡定了,唐改成吼,吼转为咆哮。。。目的只有一个,你不要再给我弄出洞来!

晚间睡在床上琢磨这事,何必呢,不就是裤子破洞嘛,至于这么小题大做吗?这么训下去,男孩子被训得没了半点冒险精神咋办,最后成个ws小男人,得不偿失啊。于是暗下决心,早晨起来修补过失。儿子上学前开始千叮万嘱,学猫猫没问题,但是每天最多只学5分钟,然后玩其他的,这样裤子也不会破,还装了猫猫,一举两得。儿子保证:“妈妈,我记住了”。

晚上接儿子,裤子上又是两个洞,不过还有一两丝线连着,儿子说:“妈妈你看,我今天没把裤子弄出洞来”。我倒。。。

弟弟要跟哥哥在幼儿园playground里玩会,十五分钟后,发现弟弟夹棉的裤子膝盖处,两条棉花长了出来。。。仔细检查了一下,原来playground的塑胶地板太粗糙了。

决心上网找裤子deal,发现target打折,选了半天,折腾到最后才看到要target的小红卡结账才free shipping,nnd,正好没有。

男孩裤子难买啊,要全棉的,光是腰部松紧合适的就不好找了,更别说讲个式样了,看到女娃的衣服满天飞,打折打得稀里哗啦,男娃的衣服简直不值一提。到店里晃了几圈,当爹的竟然要给买没松紧的(就这种便宜,十几块一条),我反对,四岁娃根本handle不了,就算别人能,咱家娃也不成。娃爹的理由是,店家既然这么卖,肯定是能穿的。理论片刻,觉得男人实在是不可理喻的动物,说了白说。

转了mall里所有的店只找到一种可行的裤子,竟然卖到30一条,想想儿子一日后就是两洞,说啥俺也没舍得买。

晚上回家,又坐在灯下,问当爹的,“你那条穿费的牛仔裤呢?”。