pop rocks and hair bows

Hey everyone! It's me, Seung Yi! How are you? I'm sooo good! I am having such a great time here in Canada. Lemme tell ya, it was tough going those last few weeks in Delhi. I thought I was starting to look like Britney Spears, I was wearing so few items of clothing and I was sweating like a Louisiana hog at an old time auction sale. Luckily, I powered through the evil sickness and am now back in fine form. And here in Toronto it's been so cold that I'd get frostbite on my knees if I wore my pink short-shorts.

The flight from Delhi was not so bad. For me, anyways. Mum kept me in the Baby Bjorn all the way through check-in, customs and immigration, and Ji got to sit in the stroller. It was, like, 2 am so I was fine with being awake, but he's getting all old and stuff and he had to nap a little. I still had a bad cough and stuffy nose then and Mum was worried I was going to have sore ears on the flight. So to help make me feel "better", she squeezed barfy medecine down my throat and then I coughed it all up all over my suit and then she tortured me some more by squeezing revolting nose drops into my nostrils. Yeccchh. The flight to Frankfurt was not bad. I slept all the way, and Mum and Ji slept too. We had to get off for a few hours in Germany, which pretty much sucked. There wasn't a good play area, just a dirty, empty McDonald's kids' section that hadn't been swept for about six years. Ji and I played with some free balloons and I tried to lick the dust off the floor. So, I guess it was kind of fun. In a hobo trash sort of a way.

The Air Canada flight was good except that my Mom totally embarassed me by getting mad at a flight attendant. I was like, puh-lease Mum, don't be angry just cause they won't give you a bassinette for me, cause I am like BIG ENOUGH to sit already, and she was just all "Blah blah blah, why were we allowed to put you in the bassinette on the last flight, and then now because of Canadian 'regulations' we aren't allowed to put you in, even though we BOOKED THE BASSINETTE IN ADVANCE and blah blah blah Canada sucks blah blah blah..." Me and the flight attendant kind of tuned out. I mean, what was going to happen? It's not like they're going to suddenly change the regulations cause my Mom freaks out, right? She's so annoying sometimes. Like, duh. Hold me! That's your job, right?

Mum cheered up when they brought the in flight meal and it contained salmon, spinach, and salad. Mum said something like, "Crunch crunch fresh crunch crunch" but I didn't really understand her cause I was having too much fun mangling a roll.

In Toronto, everyone came to meet us! It was so much fun! I felt a little shy at first, but now I'm all chill with aunts and Gramma and Grampa and Auntie Emma and Uncle Jake. I've got lots of stories to tell you, but for today let me stick with the most important ones. Number one, I have finally got enough hair to clip a hair bow in my hair! Check it out:

It's a little hard to see, but that thing above the wonky middle section of my forehead hair is a genuine, gem-incusted hair clip! I am so pretty!!!

Also, while we were in the countryside last weekend Auntie Emma and Ji fed me something so delicious and amazing that I thought I was going to lose my mind. POP ROCKS! Fizzy! Sizzly! Sweet! Soooooo very, very good.

PS: Please don't call CAS on my Mom. She was looking the other way when I ate the pop rocks!

[Toronto-23-June-2007]