Okay, and now for this Sunday just passed (22nd).
So I go along with Cherry and her mum all day starting from 2pm, until when we get home after the recital at 1030. All the girls had dresses on, half of them were tacky. There were amazing dances, singing ( which after a few song all started sounding the same) piano pieces, violin, flute, cello, and one girl played a traditional Korean instrument (will try to find a picture). Then there was a group of 5 guys playing brass instruments. They actually played a piece of mixed American melodies (When the saints come marching in, Jingle bells, etc) that I remember playing in highschool. There's not much else to say about it. The day was mostly boring, other than Cherry playing and some of the girls dresses and singing/dancing.
Oh yeah, before I left Canada I had a new pair of dress pants taken in and hemmed. Well, I put the pants on and guess what! I have to get them taken in. I dunno what's happening, because I think I look the same. The yoga teacher says my tummy is flatter and there is some definition in my arms. If Im hot now, I dunno what's gonna happen when Im all toned!!! lol
So now for some stories about the evil one. (the evil one is the housekeeper)
Today for example, Hoyeon was crying again, while Cherry and I were studying. He wanted cereal. I had just purchased a box of cornflakes and had 2 bowls and gave a bowl to Hoyeon this morning. Anyways, I put the cereal up high where Hoyeon couldnt see it. After studying (a long time after crying) I walk out into the kitchen to see the cornflake box on its side on the counter... empty. Cherry came out and asked about the cereal because she had wanted some. Cherry went to ask the evil one and the evil one said Hoyeon saw the box of cereal and wanted it. Cherry asked her, why didn't you ask Cecilia first. The evil one just said, of you know, when Hoyeon cries there's just no time. She had poured 2/3 of a box of cereal into a container which was sitting on the bed. I was mad. Not because Hoyeon ate some cereal, because I bought it to let them have American sugar cereal, but because the evil one was stupid. Heaven forbid giving the kid a small bowl ( Hoyeon only ever eats small bowls of things, otherwise the rest of the food just sits there) or, *GASP* say no to him. I told Eunice that it was sad that Cherry knew it was wrong but the evil adult didn't. She said she understands and doesnt know why she poured out the whole box. Later that day, Cherry and I had gone to get a treat (the evil one always buys Hoyeon treats) at the store. Cherry's mum showed up to pick us up because Cherry was on her way to the doctor. I wanted icecream. Cherry picked brownies, to which her mother said get 2 boxes, Hoyeon is in the car and Cecilia you might want to go home because when Hoyeon sees your icecream he will get upset. I told her, he has to learn and that I just bought an extra box of brownies because Hoyeon was in the car. So we get in the car. Hoyeon starts saying he wants my icecream. I told him no, I bought the icecream for myself (just after the cereal thing, so it was to destress) and that I bought him brownies. At first he wouldnt take the brownie, but he didnt cry and a few minutes later I offered again and he wanted it. VICTORY!!!
In the evening, same day. Hoyeon runs in my room and grabs the box of brownies. I followed him and he grabbed a brownie. I took the box and told Hoyeon thats not how we act, if you want something you have to ask. He ran to the evil one. At this point the grandmother is yelling (oh, the grandmother was in the car with us earlier) in Korean as she only speaks Korean. I ask Hoyeon for the brownie and he starts hiding even more. So, as childish as it might sound, I took it from him. Cherry informed me right after that her grandmother had actually been telling Hoyeon to stop it. ANOTHER VICTORY. Normally I'd let the kid have the candy, but when he's so spoiled by the evil one, I have to use EVERY chance I have to teach/train him.
There are a few other ones, but I'll write them later...
Monday, October 23, 2006
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