Recent developments

Sophia is becoming very fond of traingles. And who isnt? A person who cant find the simple joys in geometric shapes os sad indeed. She makes triangles with all tjings. Fingers, building blocks. She takes the small plastic farm animals and arranges them in lines, and forms with them triangles. But the cutest one, is when she uses her feet. She places heel against heel, and demands that i complete the shape with my foot.

She loves cellphones. Pictures and movies. The fact that we make so many videos of her just makes it more exciting for her. She demands to see herdelf 'see guaiguai long time ago' she asks, and when i relent on condition that it will be only obe video of her, then she agrees 'one'i say 'and no more!' She concludes. Somehow we always watch more than one. Its magic.

I like to make an emphasis, saying 'not at all' . we are teaching her the subject of strangers. Its very ambiguous, when you think about it. Not every stranger is bad, but we can't be sure who is bad. We try and explain, and simulate enticments that strangers might use . she takes it to extremes, we go through all the toys and she declares 'he's not a stranger' . crocodile is a stranger, so is the lobster. Tiger and lion are not a stranger. 'Not at all'.

Pineapple is one of the best things about spring. Sometines around april. it gets so plentiful and cheap, and street selkers just sell them , peeled and on a stick, which i've often devoured shamelessly. A week ago, i took my girl to the fruit shop, as the conclysion of a morning walky. Strawberries and kiwi was what we were looking for, but the house special was small pinapples. Every year, it seems, pinapple season is coming sooner. Without hesitation i bought a pack, and we went home. She ate a half of these wobderful yellow fruit and loojed so cute as she tried to understand that numb feeling on the tongue, when you eat too much... She still asked for more.

Kuaidi, is the general word in chinese we use for deliveries. Most paxkages are not delivered, directly to home, as the community office doesnt let them through the gate. (Food deliveries are permitted). To pick up packages you go to the delivery office of the respective company. The one we go to is a favorite of sophia. She likes to see tjem work, as they take the number and match it with their cellphobes, then give the package. All the while everyone loons at my girl, telling her how pretty she is. Oh and they have a cat that occasionally shows itself, peeking into the main room .

The nee favorite game my girl has envolves play acting as a kuaidi lady. I am given all the puzzle boxes and all the books. As she checks the number and hands me them. When i tell her its too much and i cant carry any more, she looks puzzled, 'what are you seriously going to tell me you cant carry more? Its just another ten boxes!' Her eyes say. Be she forgives my ineptitude and allows me to put SOME of the boxes on a chair.

It hardly ever snows in wuhan. Only one or two days every few years. Last time we had snow was during the corona lockdown. And i remember holding my baby girl next to the window, as we observed the blizzard.

Yesterday it snowed. I woke my girl up early, took her out with boots and gloves. The snow fell but the ground was to warm and it melted. To salvage what we could i ran out, and stole as much snow as i can from the parked cars, are brought it over. We made a small snowman, which my girl pronounced as Olaf. I hate snow, as my fingers just seize in pain from the cold. My girl ebjoyed the morning festivitjes, and even more so, enjoyed stompung on the snow with her boots.