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"Hi! It's me! Seung Yi! Look at me! I'm so cute. Really, the cuteness overwhelms you, doesn't it? Look at my adorable hairdo. My Mom even had to cut my bangs because those little spiky hairs were stabbing me in the eyeball. I know: bangs. Kind of juvenile, right? But so handy! I used to wear little wee red hairclips to keep my hair off my face but then I realized I could eat the hairclips. Actually, I wouldn't really eat the hairclips, I'd just pull them out of my hair and stuff them in my mouth. I never swallowed any. But you know. Parents. They were all like, 'oh no, the baby will choke, wah wah wah' and so now it's bangs. But I'm still cute, right?

And how about the dress? You can't tell from this picture, but I've got matching undies. Yup. Thanks, Auntie Cathie! And dig my chubby little feet and my chub-ceps. I know there's a spot on my face. What can I do here in the land of mosquitoes? I just pretend they're beauty spots, and try to ignore the threat of dengue. Or malaria.

You can also see me doing one of my favourite activities in this photo. That's right, I'm pulling wipes out of the wipe container and then I'm wiping the floor clean! I rule. I have picked up some excellent tidying skills. I can now be given an item of clothing and be told to put it in the laundry basked and at least 7 times out of 10 I will actually throw the item of clothing into the laundry basket! I can also put stuff in the garbage, although usually when I get to the garbage basket I want to look in, check it out, and pull something interesting out of it. So...not so accurate with the garbage. I'm also having fun reading books these days. If I see a picture of someone's eyes, I can point to MY eyes! Or poke my Mom in the eye. If I see a picture of someone drinking, I can pretend to drink too!

Other things I like to do are: flip through magazines, which I never rip; sit on my Mom's stomach and bounce up and down; sit on my Mom's stomach and then flop backwards onto her knees; stack stuff up; stand on things; open and shut anything that can be open and shut and put stuff into places; try and eat toothpaste; run; kick a ball; throw a ball; yank on the bottom of the badminton net at the community centre; blow; laugh when I press a button and a toy makes a sound; eat fish; eat meat; eat fruit roll-ups; and best of all, check out the fridge when it's open. I have also learned how to get mad. If I am ever thwarted in my desires (say, for the fridge, or for spooning up my own yogurt, much to my mother's fear) I will shout loudly and fling myself to the ground. Auntie Ashley may remember my brother doing such things in Canmore that time...I feel like I am joining a noble line of wailers.

Speaking of my brother, although he's smart and all, he's a little confused sometimes. The other day he said to my Pa, 'Hey, Pa, I think you better wipe Seung Yi a little better. There's still some poop in her crevula.' And we all know those-parts-down-there are called a hoo-ha. Not only that, Ji thinks that I used to be hooked up to the food in Mom's tummy by a 'vine'. What a goofus! Although, I gotta say, sometimes he comes up with cool stuff. I wanted to tell Uncle Adam this story: yesterday a little girl named Louise (yes! the same as Auntie Emma's middle name!) in Ji's class got hit in the eye with a ball. Ji was very sorry about her getting hurt even though he didn't throw the ball. So, he made her a picture. It was the girl dressed as a superhero saying 'Oh no! Balls! My only weakness' (actually he wrote 'wecnis', but you get the idea), and then there was a pair of eyeballs with a cape flying behind them, saying 'Super Eyes to the rescue!' Ji later explained to us that, 'You know how Superman flies with one arm in front of him, right? Well, Super Eyes flies with one eyeball ahead of the other!' Ji's so funny.

Anyhoo, I gotta hit the sack. Busy day tomorrow with Laree. Mum and Pa are good. Mum's tired and grumpy cause she spent FIVE HOURS in line at the residency permit office with someone from Pa's office, only to find out that she had spent all that time, missed school, arranged for a sub, run back and forth to teach one class, and starved herself only to find that she needed a letter from her school to process the forms and Pa's office hadn't known to tell her that. Pa's fine; keeping busy and counting the days till we go to Bangkok for Diwali holidays and he can eat alot of noodles.

Love yas. XXXOOO. SY.

[Seung Yi-24 October-2007]