Red and pink: Those are Iris's favorite colors last Saturday. Even our friends, Joann and Dave provided pink mini cupcakes for us to enjoy. We were treated to a wonderful Chinese lunch at their home, complete with sunny, warm weather. After that, we headed south to be with A-ma and A-gong.
In the course of a few hours, we were able to share a meal and catch up on news with first and second (and maybe third; I'm not too sure what that means) cousins with whom we haven't seen in a long time. Here is the next generation ranging from dear 3-year-old Iris to a 26-year-old Mike (on far left). From left to right are Royson, Noah, Matthew and Tiersha. A-ma served up too much food as usual, but this is the Chinese way of celebrating with abundant food. It was a great mix of English, Taiwanese and Mandarin Chinese. I wonder if Iris's head was swirling with all the sounds in the air.Then on Sunday, Iris met up with church friends to play outside and read books inside with three special visitors-Jordan, Eden and Zion. Just after returning home, Mama (that's me) left with a friend (Brooke) to attend a fundraising event at the library with Martin Yan. Yes, that's right- "Yan Can Cook". I didn't know how he would be cooking inside the library, but it was all very interesting, entertaining and delicious (even to watch). I learned several helpful tips, including adding a little oil to marinated meat just before stir-frying to use less oil. There were great cutting techniques. He was funny and clear in what he was trying to teach us. There were giveaway prizes, but we didn't get anything. Instead, we each bought a cookbook. He signed mine in Chinese characters, but I don't read. I'll have to get someone to translate.
Come Sunday evening, we went to another friend's house to have a Chinese buffet. It was mainly the family, but the Avenells and another family from Germany were welcomed. There were a few toddlers around, too. The above picture is her crossing her legs in her non-chalant way. The main thing that Iris learned this Chinese New Year is about "hong bao" or red envelopes. She loves them and knows there's money inside. The money isn't the thrilling part, but we appreciate it very much from generous friends.
Thus, Iris learned to say very clearly, "Shin nian kwai le" and "Gong shi fa tsai". We are so blessed by God, especially to witness how Iris is growing and becoming her own person. Sometimes, "Mommy, don't go!" is so sweet. Then, there are the screams and obstinate "No!" Through it all, I'm praying that God grants me courage, wisdom, compassion, patience and self-control to be a loving mom. What a privilege and challenge! Thank you, Lord!
