Archive for February, 2007

Bible Study Fellowship (BSF)

In February I began attending Bible Study Fellowship (BSF). It meets every Wednesday morning for two hours. When I first considered attending, I was hesitant because I didn’t want it to become “another thing to do.” What convinced me to go was so many women told me the Children’s program is an incredible time for Jubilee to get solid Bible teaching.

I was actually worried that Jubilee wouldn’t like it. The program is very structured: 10 minutes doing this or that to keep it moving and to keep the toddlers’ attention span. Included is 10 minutes lying down, not to sleep, but to think about God. Could my active child do this? And she’d never been in a structured preschool…I imagined Jubilee standing far away from everyone just sucking her fingers.

My fears were quickly alleviated. The teachers said she did wonderfully and participated beautifully.

Furthermore, Jubilee second week of BSF was at a new location! We were visiting David’s parents, so I decided to attend BSF in their area. (It’s an international program, so you’re able to visit other studies if you’re out of town.) With a completely new staff and children, Jubilee again dove in.

Later on I was told that the staff, who knew a two-year old would be visiting, were concerned because visitors usually do not fare well. But Jubilee blew away all preconceived notions!

And The Winner Is…

Jubilee Cadence Close! What’s the award? “Best 2 Year Old Checkup EVER!” proclaimed her pediatrician.

While we talked with the Dr. Troiano, Jubilee climbed the doctor’s stool (”Bebe climb up!”), danced around, and had fun, thus helping Dr. Troiano to mark off all of the 2 year old milestones.

During the checkup, Dr. Troiano first put her stethoscope on my wrist to get Jubilee used to the idea of being touched by it. Before trying Jubilee, Dr. Troiano also used David’s knee, but then Jubilee protested, “Uh-uh!” and pulled out David’s wrist.

“Jubilee’s very routine,” I explained, “she wants it done the same way.”

“Oh well, let’s try it again,” Dr. Troiano said. So she placed the stethoscope on my chest, then David’s, and finally Jubilee’s chest who willingly complied. And that set the tone for a wonderful examination:

“Let’s touch Mommy’s back!”
“Let’s touch Daddy’s back!”
“Now let’s touch Jubilee’s back!”

“Let’s look at Mommy’s eye!”
“Let’s look at Daddy’s eye!”
“Now let’s look at Jubilee’s eye!”

“Let’s look in Mommy’s nose!”
“Let’s look in Daddy’s nose!”
“Now let’s look in Jubilee’s nose!”

You get the idea. It was so much fun and I was very proud of Jubilee.

The only bad part of the checkup was when the medical assistant gave Jubilee her Hep A and flu shot. (Note: shots are not typical at the 2 year old checkup.) The Hep A was really bad and the assistant said, “Most of it went in.” Oh dear.

Stats: 24 pounds*! (14.49 percentile), 32.75 inches tall (19.20 percentile), 48 centimeters head circumference (62.73 percentile)

* They now weigh Jubilee with her clothes and diaper on.

Open! Open! (It’s Official)

Today Jubilee showed that she can open and close the doors in our house from either side. I asked her to play in her room for a few minutes. A couple times I heard her open and close her door. I’m surprised that she didn’t actually come out.

It’s possible she was only testing me because when she first opened her door, I sternly said, “Jubilee?” and then the door immediately closed.

Spider! (Part III)

At this point, anything and everything is a spider to Jubilee. Today she pointed to a piece of lint on the ground and declared, “Pider!” (Spider!)

Spider! (Part II)

Jubilee ran up to me this evening and declared, “Pider!” (Spider!)

“Where?” I asked.

She brings me over to the couch and points to a feather sticking out of a pillow. “Pider!”

“That’s not a spider, it’s a feather,” I explain. I pull the feather out and stroke it. “It’s soft. Feel it.”

“Fetter,” she repeats…but doesn’t want to touch it.

Spider!

Jubilee was playing with her Little People Airport this morning when suddenly she shouts, “Pider!” (Spider!)

I looked up to the ceiling where I last saw a spider. Sure enough, it was no longer there.

David grabbed a Kleenex and swept her air traffic control tower. Sure enough, that same spider was in there.

Child Labor (not my title choice)

In response to Julie’s blog, today I was cleaning the wall of the peninsula counter and Jubilee, sitting in her booster chair, INSISTED that she do the cleaning. So I let her!

Milk or Water

Tonight we ate dinner at my parents’ home. At one point Jubilee began shouting, “Nai nai!” (Milk!)

“Yes,” I replied, pointing to her opaque cup, “there’s your milk. Drink your milk.”

But she kept shouting “Nai nai!” Eventually Pau-Pau handed her the cup and said, “Drink your milk.” Jubilee took a sip, then looked at Pau-Pau and said/signed, “Water!”

Pau-Pau said, “You want water?”

I interjected, “No she needs to drink her milk.”

Then David piped up, “Are you sure that’s milk in the cup?”

Pau-Pau removed the lid from the cup. Sure enough, it was not moo juice, but H2O.

Open! Open!

Jubilee opened a closed door in our house. So far, she’s only pushing it open, thus thwarting my attempts to keep her from entering certain rooms. And she’s not yet been able to pull a door open…say if she’s supposed to stay in her bedroom. (Not looking forward to that day.)

Gong Hay Fat Choy!

I am working very hard at teaching Jubilee to say “Gong Hay Fat Choy.” (Note: this Cantonese phrase means “Wishing you good fortune and happiness. “Sun Nin Fai Lok” means “Happy New Year.)

Mommy: What do you say at Chinese New Year?
Jubilee: Happy Birthday!
Mommy: No, you say “Gong Hay Fat Choy!”
Jubilee: (very softly whispers) Gong Hay Fat Choy.
Mommy: No, you say it loud! GONG HAY FAT CHOY!
Jubilee: GONG HAY FAT CHOY!

I’m not kidding you, this is an exact replica of every single time I’ve tried to teach her this. Yes, she says “Happy Bithday” every time! I don’t get it. Or why she whispers the correct answer. And actually, the last line, where she shouts “Gong Hay Fat Choy” doesn’t always happen either.

We haven’t explained that she will get receive a gift if she says this. We want her to learn it regardless because it’s a Chinese tradition. But I have a dreadful feeling that greed will become her motivation for saying “Gong Hay Fat Choy.”

That reminds me…the other day she was opening a red envelope which she received for her birthday. She opened it, pulled out the cash and said, “Bebe money!” (Translation: Jubilee’s money!)