My dad has been visiting us for the past few days and he snuck out of the house this morning before we were awake to say goodbye. I think this act is telling of his entire time here and the overwhelming sense that I can't believe it is already over. I'm really sad he's gone.
As a kid I was never great with goodbyes in the moment but always found a way to move on from momentary sadness. Big goodbyes like leaving the US for China and then leaving China are always really tough on me but I've grown somewhat desensitized to saying "see you later" to my family. I guess that is par for the course when your parents live in Taiwan. This time, even though I didn't say a proper goodbye, is harder somehow. I don't know when I will go to Taiwan next or when our relatives from the Far East will be back stateside.
I think everything is compounded to by the fact that Sarah and Dave are now in Taiwan too. They and my parents get to hang out all the time. While I don't mind a little distance and am certainly glad we are all not under one roof, it is hard to think that I am missing out on so many new memories they will share together. I wouldn't say I'm jealous but still just a little bummed.
I went to upload the pictures from my dad's time here and there are only a sorry few from our beautiful trip to the zoo. I know we were instructed to take more, but seriously we were dealing with time flying by at warp speed. I'm a still a little bummed that I didn't get a shot with him or even a picture of him with Daniel. We have so few chances to be together as a family and create physical memories with photos. I prefer to be in the moment and not force a ton of shots, but with time together as such a precious commodity I really dropped the ball. Sorry if this has taken a dark turn but sometimes the reality of having family so far away just hits you. I guess we are just going to have to fly out there sometime to capture the moment.
Without further ado, I'll share the precious memories we did immortalize. Wednesday Andrew played hooky from co-op and we went to Lincoln Park Zoo. It was hands down the best day in terms of weather that we have had this year. It was beyond gorgeous. I wish we could have a proper spring filled with days like that!
While I found parking (snagged a free spot, woot!) the guys checked out the farm. Andrew was impressed by the baby chicks. It is quite a marvel to see them emerge from their shells and how they are so much more mobile than human babies.
Speaking of which, Daniel sports his freaked out face while chilling in the stroller. It was his first time at the zoo so he had to read up on it before he fully visited.
Andrew had fun hoarding the fake food from the big tires. Grandpa encouraged him to climb in the centers and he eventually did. He did share with another kid who came to the display. Sharing is not always easy for a two year old.
Grandpa points out the camels to Andrew. Notice their matching hats. One kid saw dad and said "mom, he looks like a cowboy." As long as it wasn't a Dallas Cowboy I think my dad was ok with the comparison.
Aww so cute!
It was great going to the zoo early in the day. There were a lot of people but no big crowds. Andrew could walk right up to the displays and stay there as long as he wanted. My dad was great at pointing things out to him!
I loved going into the Big Cat house this time. You know we love us some wildcats, but that day the tiger was particularly entertaining. He kept making a loud, deep cry. It even stirred Daniel who was at this point sleeping in the Ergo carrier. The tiger even walked around for us too.
This is supposed to be Andrew's scared face...it looks like a yawn to me!
We went to see my mom's favorite animal, the giraffe. They are so tall!
Hello Mr. Hippo!
Daniel gave me a nice smile, but Andrew was enthralled by the meerkats!
Rhino butt!
Thursday Alan took off from work and we got to all hang out together. We went bowling in the morning and Alan got his career high game at 254. The awesome play was tainted a bit by Andrew splitting his lip and bleeding everywhere. I guess that's why parents shouldn't let their 2 year olds carry 14 pound balls. For lunch we went to Edzo's Lincoln Park where my dad enjoyed his burger. He is a burger aficionado so it was good we introduced him to one of the best spots in Chicago. When we returned home the men worked on sanding and staining some new bedroom doors. Begone with you Hollow Core!
Friday we went to Andrew's art class and made some great watercolor projects on paper and on a stuffed monkey. Then we headed down to Costco and had some lunch. My dad finally introduced me to his beloved ice cream bar. I have to say it was pretty tasty!
Saturday was fairly low key but that is where I really get to appreciate having my dad around. He gets an A for sure in terms of playing with the boys. He gets really into it and doesn't seem to tire (unless he is reading a book). It was so fun to hear Andrew get excited about "Long long time ago" stories like we did when we were kids. I would hear "More again story." Dad even watched the kiddos Saturday so Alan and I could go out for a bit.
Sunday was Mother's Day and the real star was Alan. Even though he was leading music at church he managed to go shopping, make much of breakfast, and set the table before I was up. It was quite a spread and I felt quite appreciated. Post church and nap, we went out to Pita Inn for a Mother's Day dinner. Yum!
So I guess this is kind of a Father's Day post too soon. I love you Dad and thanks for your visit. You are welcome to pop in again anytime. Next time we need to take mom's advice and use the camera.
As a kid I was never great with goodbyes in the moment but always found a way to move on from momentary sadness. Big goodbyes like leaving the US for China and then leaving China are always really tough on me but I've grown somewhat desensitized to saying "see you later" to my family. I guess that is par for the course when your parents live in Taiwan. This time, even though I didn't say a proper goodbye, is harder somehow. I don't know when I will go to Taiwan next or when our relatives from the Far East will be back stateside.
I think everything is compounded to by the fact that Sarah and Dave are now in Taiwan too. They and my parents get to hang out all the time. While I don't mind a little distance and am certainly glad we are all not under one roof, it is hard to think that I am missing out on so many new memories they will share together. I wouldn't say I'm jealous but still just a little bummed.
I went to upload the pictures from my dad's time here and there are only a sorry few from our beautiful trip to the zoo. I know we were instructed to take more, but seriously we were dealing with time flying by at warp speed. I'm a still a little bummed that I didn't get a shot with him or even a picture of him with Daniel. We have so few chances to be together as a family and create physical memories with photos. I prefer to be in the moment and not force a ton of shots, but with time together as such a precious commodity I really dropped the ball. Sorry if this has taken a dark turn but sometimes the reality of having family so far away just hits you. I guess we are just going to have to fly out there sometime to capture the moment.
Without further ado, I'll share the precious memories we did immortalize. Wednesday Andrew played hooky from co-op and we went to Lincoln Park Zoo. It was hands down the best day in terms of weather that we have had this year. It was beyond gorgeous. I wish we could have a proper spring filled with days like that!
While I found parking (snagged a free spot, woot!) the guys checked out the farm. Andrew was impressed by the baby chicks. It is quite a marvel to see them emerge from their shells and how they are so much more mobile than human babies.
Daniel wanted out of the stroller to see the gorillas too!
Rawrrrr....Go Cats!
We went to see my mom's favorite animal, the giraffe. They are so tall!
Thursday Alan took off from work and we got to all hang out together. We went bowling in the morning and Alan got his career high game at 254. The awesome play was tainted a bit by Andrew splitting his lip and bleeding everywhere. I guess that's why parents shouldn't let their 2 year olds carry 14 pound balls. For lunch we went to Edzo's Lincoln Park where my dad enjoyed his burger. He is a burger aficionado so it was good we introduced him to one of the best spots in Chicago. When we returned home the men worked on sanding and staining some new bedroom doors. Begone with you Hollow Core!
Friday we went to Andrew's art class and made some great watercolor projects on paper and on a stuffed monkey. Then we headed down to Costco and had some lunch. My dad finally introduced me to his beloved ice cream bar. I have to say it was pretty tasty!
Saturday was fairly low key but that is where I really get to appreciate having my dad around. He gets an A for sure in terms of playing with the boys. He gets really into it and doesn't seem to tire (unless he is reading a book). It was so fun to hear Andrew get excited about "Long long time ago" stories like we did when we were kids. I would hear "More again story." Dad even watched the kiddos Saturday so Alan and I could go out for a bit.
Sunday was Mother's Day and the real star was Alan. Even though he was leading music at church he managed to go shopping, make much of breakfast, and set the table before I was up. It was quite a spread and I felt quite appreciated. Post church and nap, we went out to Pita Inn for a Mother's Day dinner. Yum!
So I guess this is kind of a Father's Day post too soon. I love you Dad and thanks for your visit. You are welcome to pop in again anytime. Next time we need to take mom's advice and use the camera.
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