Dad gave me a surprise, I had a return

Yesterday it was the first time I could float myself in the water without a floatie. This tripled dad's confidence that he could make me a real swimmer by the end of this summer. So dad bought me a magnetic drawing book today as a surprise present. Tony and I both loved it. I was so happy that dad bought this for ME.
After dinner, we rushed to pool again though the time was pretty tight. Dad wanted to solidfy the gain I got yesterday. He was a little worrisome that I forgot how to do it. It turned out that I made another step up today. I COULD SWIM NOW. When he released me in the water, I kept my body level with the water surface and kept kicking water hard with my legs. My hands were pushing the water to keep my boby balance. Then I was moving forward, pretty fast. This not only wowed mom and Tony, even dad, a guy who was hard to be wowed. When he freed me in the center of swimming pool, I could swim to the side. We did so many times as I became pretty confident now, once I realized I was up to it.
Dad said way to go to me. I said way to go back to him. What I really mean was the present. Keep doing that and you will get its worth.

I will tell daddy, mom was not careful

Tony's finger accident results in Ray's refusal to close any door when baby is around. He always asks mom and dad to do it. It is just the safest way to ensure he is not gonna make the same mistake again. This was proposed by dad originally but it turned out Ray really listened and strickly followed it.
Yesterday, when mom brought two kids to gym, Mom closed garage door uncarefully while baby 's finger was in. Thanks to the garage door thick cushion, no damage was caused, but babdy did cried a little bit.
On the way to the gym, Ray kept telling mom:" Mom, when we got home, I will tell daddy. Mom was not careful. Mom jammed baby's finger."
When they came home, Ray jumped out of car and rushed into the house to dad:"Daddy, mom was not careful. She jammed baby's finger." Then mom just stepped into house, with a flushed face.

Line leader pride

Ray rarely talks what he does daily in school. When mom and dad asked him what he did in school, the answer usually was either nothing or playing toys. There is no cam service in this school, so all we knew was from dropping and picking-up time peeks and parent teacher interview. We know he has been doing all right.
One day, Ray approached mom and told her that Mrs. Betty chose him as a line leader today. He seems pretty proud of this. We are not sure what a line leader really means, but it sounds like a good thing. At least Ray thought it was a big deal.
Well, mom and dad are pretty happy about it. Not for being a line leader, but for he is able to and eager to share with us what he is proud of in school.
So we mark this down. Certain year, certain month, certain day, Ray was a line leader.

Compliment could also cause trouble

This weekend was a waste. Dad's bacterial infection came back after he finished up taking certain anti-biotic medicine for a while. So we stuck home to rest. The only thing we did was swimming.
Today, we were having dinner and we were all eating well. Tony started loving eating brocoli after he finished up four sweet-sour baby ribs. What was funny was he only ate brocoli flowers, not a bit of stem. He always gave stem back to mom. What was even funnier was dad and mom were impressed with this. They laughed and said Tony was so smart that he only took good stuff.
That was easy to be smart! I could be smarter. I instantly started giving my brocoli stem back to mom too. Dad and mom looked at each other and realized that they said things they shouldn't say. They'd better know how to compliment and when to compliment. Otherwise, you bring yourself troubles.

Reunion Ranch family picnic

Here came dad company's annual family picnic again. This year we did it in Reunion Ranch. Food was still from Rudy's BBQ. I had a good time in the tree house and maze. While in team event, I let my team down a little bit. I refused to finish it for some reason nobody understood. But one thing I got to mention is nobody was younger than 5 except me. That definitely made me feel better. There were also water jumping bed. Cowboy fought with Indian water fight. Tony and I didn't sleep until 4:00PM. We were almost the first to get there and the last to leave the ranch so you figured how much fun we had. We both felt into sleep on the way home.

Ryan had pony in his birthday party

I really had a good time. I rode two different ponies. One of them stopped walking for eating grass on the way. It happened mom was guiding the pony that time. Mom didn't know what to do but waiting. Poor mom.

My family

This is my family. Dad schetched most of black lines and I did a little of black lines, all color lines and all of coloring. So dad can take credit for helping out ratioing us, but honestly, my ratio perspective is pretty good too.
Did dad look like a cookie monster?

My first on-stage perform

I have taken dance class for three months. Mom and dad watched me in class a few times. They thought I did pretty well. Remember, I was born with that kind of showmanship.

Now it is our show time. My dance school is going to have a dance show in deer creek elementary school on Saturday at 1:00PM. 1:00PM? a tough time as I might need to take a nap.

Coincidentally, that day was Arron's birthday party hosted in Austin Park. And I was not feeling well that day. After we left the party for my dance show, I felt in sleep in car.

Ten minutes sleep didn't buy me much. Then people saw me standing on the stage crying though I was supposed to dance. Thank goodness, Tony slept through the whole show. Otherwise, he is not gonna treat his big brother seriously any more if he saw me like that.

Fortunately there was a second dance chance. Dad came to back stage to comfort me a little bit. I showed up in the second show and moved a little bit. No cry. When you talk about performance, I probably didn't score much. However, if you talk about the most progress made from first show to the second, I am the man to take the prize. Remember, I wasn't feeling well that day.

After all, every dancer got a metal prize anyway. 

Next day, auntie came to house and asked how I did yesterday. I wasn't embarrassed what happened yesterday at all. Instead, I asked dad: "where is my prize?"