Bud lost a tooth. Literally. He came home with one missing on the bottom. He noticed it was gone on the playground, probably either dropped or swallowed. But he much prefers to think it fell out (and frankly so do I). And he was very worried that the Tooth Fairy wouldn't come if there wasn't actually a tooth. No worries on that score.
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Over dinner the other night, Bud told Sis that he could read her mind. "Prove it," she challenged him.
"I don't want to right now," he demurred.
She kept insisting and so he gave it a try. But she said he got it wrong.
His explanation? "I was reading another part of your mind."
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The kids were practicing their "ang bao" rhyme for Chinese New Year, with my help. Of course, I don't speak Mandarin or Teochew (our family's dialect), but I can pronounce the words atonally so I was helping.
Well, come time for the kids to perform the rhyme for Ma and Gong to ask for the envelopes and the family started laughing. The "tua tua" part the way I pronounced it, and taught the kids, sounded like "peanut" in Thai (another language I don't speak that the family does), not "big" in Chinese, and everyone thought this was funny. Because, of course, the last thing you want is a peanut-sized envelope! So I laughed and said that in one of the languages I know, Latin, "tua" is your. And asking for other people's envelopes isn't a bad idea.
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