We all woke up on the wrong side of the bed this morning, irritable and grouchy. We’re physically tired from all of the stresses of this adventure, and the disruption of our normal routine. We’ve been traveling for 17 days and we miss our home. We miss our beds. We are sick of wearing the same clothes day after day, and we have had enough of restaurant food. Mostly, we just want to come home. As stressed and tired as we are, I know that Mia is feeling just the same, if not more so. As I was hurrying to get myself ready to go this morning, and I heard a little bit of a ruckus from the girls in the other room. The next thing I knew, Mia came to me, with a very serious look on her face, speaking loudly and quickly in Chinese. Let me tell you, this little girl can be so LOUD! To look at her, you would never guess that so much noise could come out of such a little person. From what I could determine, Sydney had done something upsetting, and Mia was coming to me for intervention. I took a deep breath, and thought to myself, “the rivalry begins . . .”. I had to bite my tongue not to chuckle at the tattling – it was so stinking cute! I wish I knew what she was saying, and I’m certain that SHE wishes I knew what she was saying, too. I could see the frustration in her eyes. She talks constantly, mostly in Chinese, but I am amazed by how much English she has already acquired. We’ve been singing with her, because she seems to like that, and she has quickly learned the ABC song. Just not in the proper order. She’s got the melody down, but it comes out something like, “A P D C O B G . . .” It’s hilarious! Food has started to become an issue, too. The first couple of days, she ate anything we put in front of her, but now, she has become more discriminating. She’s great with vegetables, loves asparagus and broccoli, but doesn’t like hamburgers or chocolate milk. Sydney couldn’t believe that Mia would reject chocolate milk! I have to admit, it surprised me too. We ordered her some Chinese wonton noodle soup for lunch today, and she seemed so thankful for something familiar. We can certainly relate. Traveling is fun and all, but there’s no place like home.
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