Homegame

I suppose I don't mind Kwang hosting a friendly game of poker 'til 3:30am if the kids have this much fun with his deck of cards the next day:

Jude loves his little brother. When Eli cries, it makes him uncomfortable and he sings all the songs he can think of to console him. And he loves to make Eli laugh. I don't know of many things more pleasant to the ear than a baby's laughter.

Hope everyone shared a nice holiday with family & friends. Over the long weekend, we visited my cousin Danny, his wife Ericka, and their son Caleb:

And finally, an enthusiastic comment by my friend Jean requires me to elucidate a previous post. Some of you may remember that before we were married, Jean and I were tripoholics. She was literally my personal vacation planner and the only one I have driven across the entire continental US with, coast to coast. Gail & Oprah had nothing on us.

We had many unforgettable excursions, but the most memorable was the one to Las Vegas back in 2001. I referred to this as "serendipitous" because my meeting Kwang was, for us, very unexpected and very fortunate. It was not a surprise for Jean, however, because it was all in her (& God's) master plan that both Kwang and I be on this trip with about 10 other people. She knew me (and my allergy to set-ups) very well. She worked hard to get us to spend time together on that trip... maybe too hard, because it was unfortunately due to an argument she & Charles had one evening that left me alone to have my first memorable conversation with Kwang!  Jean never shared her intention with me until sometime after I returned to Chicago. So I will always be thankful to her for that. I look forward to telling my sons one day that it was because of Auntie Jean that their father and I met. As for him falling head over heels for me, well, that was all because of my undeniable charm and witty personality.

The holiday season is here... a time to reflect on the birth of my Savior as well as exploit my kids for a memorable photo Christmas card. Be on the lookout... they're in the mail!

 

Jude-of-all-trades

So my husband gave me a little grief about my last post. Remember how I said he was a little rough around the edges? I don't think Mr. Darcy would give Miss Bennet such a hard time.  That's okay, Kwang brought home some chocolate cake for me yesterday from the only PORTILLO'S in the LA area. A taste of Chicago. He knows the way to my heart is through a chocolatey dessert. Here is another taste of Chicago: Emma & Jude. Emma's family moved out here from Chicago shortly after we did. Unlike us, however, they have decided to head back. The thought did cross my mind to hide in their luggage.

Well, it seems I've become rather loquacious on xanga even though I have nothing monumentally important to write about. I'm quite talented like that. I've considered putting the lockdown on my site, but part of me wonders why because strangers would probably take one read and promptly close their browsers to shield their eyes from all the nonsensical posts and run-on sentences found on lisaekim. Then again, the pics and clips of the kiddos ARE scrumptious. Hmmm..

 

On Saturday mornings, the Kim family likes to enjoy a nice breakfast together if there are no prior commitments. There's something very wonderful about spending time as a family on a peaceful Saturday AM. I'm tempted to say that this something wonderful may just be the Original Grand Slam at Denny's, but I really think it's being able to enjoy each other's company without feeling rushed. Unfortunately for the rest of the family, Kwang played golf with some friends yesterday morning. So how did the peanut gallery pass the time? Well, Jude has declared a short hiatus for our musical band, so we've since moved on to become celebrity dancers with Eli being our lucky audience of one. That's right.... Stop. It's Hammer Time. I didn't watch the "Dancing With The Stars" series, but I did catch part of the semi-final episode which immediately made me an Emmitt Smith fan and DVR the final episode. What a cutie patootie that Emmitt is on the dance floor. But even cuter is my little Renaissance man, Jude. Baller, musician, and now... ballroom dancer. As I mentioned, Eli is the only audience because it's just not sufficient that I sit and watch Jude. He makes me dance WITH him. It's all about everyone doing everything "together", and I'm not about to be the one to teach him what a spoil sport is. So I'm afraid I don't have a photo of the two of us dancing freestyle. Shame. Sometimes I wonder why I post our family's goings-on because let's face it, we're just plain crazy.

 

Look, ma, no hands!

The beauty of xanga is that I can type ad nauseam about my sons without forcing anyone to read. I can also take an egregious amount of photos and chronicle our spectacular decision-making abilities as parents:

What can I say, we are korean parents. We feel compelled to balance our 20 lb baby in the palm of our hand. In our case, it takes exceptional skill considering the size of Elijah's head. I may have mentioned that in the evenings, Eli usually suffers from a bad bout of the grumpies. Well, his mom finally figured out that all he wanted was to go to bed earlier than everyone else. How was I supposed to know he didn't want to stay up for the party?? So now, he'll go to sleep as early as 6:30pm and won't get up until I wake him 11 hours later. And then once I nurse him, he goes right back to sleep for another few hours. This morning, he is going over 12 hours without a peep. He is my little superstar!

My other little peanut is lovin' the pre-school life. Normally, it is difficult to get Jude to smile directly at the camera. With Mrs. Debbie at his side, however, I don't even have to ask... even at 7:15am and he still has bedhead and a puffy face from sleep. She really is the best teacher I could have dreamt of for Jude. But really, how could you not love my Jude? More than impressing her with his letter sounds or alphabet, he cracks her up when she throws something in the garbage and he cheers, "Nice shot!"

Well, if I didn't have kids that made me laugh so much I'd probably be waxing poetic about my husband, because before I fell for Jude & Eli I fell for Kwang. Good thing I have kids, eh? Kwang and I attended a wedding yesterday. It was a beautiful wedding. I have always enjoyed weddings. Even when I was 27 and my mom worried why I wasn't in a rush to sign up for one myself. Despite what she thought at the time, I was always a prayerful and hope...ful romantic. Waiting for my Mr. Darcy, my Gilbert Blythe, my Mr. Knightly. Just didn't meet him until a serendipitous trip to Vegas. He was rougher around the edges than the aforementioned Mr. Darcy, but I am proof that God is too good to his children. As long as the list was of qualities I prayed for in a husband (there were really only about 3 or 4 or 186), I never could have imagined meeting as perfect a partner for me as Kwang (Laker fanaticism aside):

So now I pray for my sons. I pray that one day they will each meet a girl that loves them as much as I love their dad. It's inevitable that from time to time Jude & Eli will see my mood flavored with irritability or selfishness. This comes with the daily grind of life and the fact that, again, I am a korean mother. But I hope that as they grow, the mother they see and remember most is the one that cherishes and adores their father to no end.

Parenting

When Jude was a newborn I didn't think he was physically cute. Yes, I am proof that not all mothers think their babies are cute. Of course, it could also be that I am the only one. As an infant, Jude charmed many with his mellow and good-natured personality, but trust me, if you saw his baby pictures I know you would agree with me deep inside. That's okay, though, because I have always believed that unattractive infants can only get cuter over time. And now, well now I can't get enough of my Jude. I definitely think he's gotten much easier on the eyes, but that coupled more importantly with his delightful and charming personality make me just want to eat him. At least once everyday. Pour a little ketchup on and gobble him up.

Of course, as a Christian I also believe we are all born with a sinful nature. And my son is no exception. So Kwang and I feel that discipline is a necessity in our home. I think every child and parent is different and what works for one family may not work for another. Some disagree with our approach and feel it is unnecessary because Jude is "naturally" well-behaved. We believe he is well-behaved due in large part to our discipline. Contrary to what I thought growing up in my parents' home, I've learned in two years that much of parenting is more painful for the parent than it is for the child. I'm constantly fighting the urge to do what's easier for me in order to do what we feel is ultimately best for our child. Sleep training, feeding, disciplining, and on and on.

Well, the other day Jude was being defiant. Yes, my little angel was bullying my littler angel.

"Why would anyone want to pick on me?"
  

Since Kwang wasn't home, I had the unwanted task of being the disciplinarian. When Jude gets a meh-meh, it doesn't hurt but he doesn't like it. After all, it is about breaking the will, not the bum. But while I always make a point to tell him I don't like punishing him but need to when he's being disobedient, I didn't realize how obvious it was to him until the other day. As soon as I gave him a meh-meh, he got up, put his hand on my shoulder and said, "It's okay, Uhmmah.... it's okay" as if to tell me that though punishment is unpleasant, I'll be alright.

My delightful and charming son.

 

Happy Dress-Your-Kidlet-Up-In-A-Costume!

Call it Hallelujah Night, Shout for Joy, or (gasp!) Halloween... I'll just say Happy Early Dress-Your-Kidlet-Up-In-A-Costume Day! Heheh. Eli's bumblebee suit is too small for him (surprise, surprise), but these hand-me-downs are enough to satisfy my thirst for amusement:

bzzzz.... bzzzz....

I think these pictures will be filed under Amusing Pictures for Future Wedding Slideshow. My inspiration? An old picture I have of Kwang and his brother as toddlers wearing white tights with short shorts. 

Opting for more indoor activities as the weather here in LA dips at times to a 'chilly' 68 degrees , Jude has decided that he, Eli, and I are in a rock band together. I made the semi-regrettable decision one day to watch a performance of Snow Patrol on TV w/Jude. Since then, we have a daily recording session where Jude plays a tiny toy guitar the size of a TV remote while making me sit in a tiny toddler-size chair, hold Eli, and play a toy piano. It's times like these that make me wonder who the parent in this relationship really is.

So instead of displaying a picture of our band which you can just imagine in your head, I will post a more edifying photo from the weekend. While his parents were watching football on TV, Jude decided to pull up to his desk before bed and read his Bible... all by himself.

It was a special weekend as our little Eli was infant baptized. This was a day Kwang & I vowed to raise Eli in the nurture and admonition of the Lord and endeavor to set before him a godly example. I pray the Lord will enable us to raise our sons wisely and lovingly to be men of great faith, character, & integrity. Sometimes I feel selfish for having brought children into the world when I feel so ill-equipped to be a mother. I need much prayer. It makes me all the more thankful to have Kwang.

And finally, here's an updated picture of Eli & Matthew (Jean & Charles' son). As I uploaded it, I realized what a fantastic picture it is of Eli for the sole reason that for once his head doesn't look as big as it is in actuality which is about twice the size of Matthew's. What excellent strategic positioning by my friend Jean! 

 

A cute and surprising moment

Jude: "Uhmmah!"

me: "Yes, Jude?"

Jude: "Wook. I show you."

me: "Yes?"

Jude: "See!  'JUDE'..."

And a typical evening at the Kim family home:

May it be a sweet, sweet sound

So the Bears were on Monday night football and what a game it was. They were down 20 points with a few seconds left in the 3rd quarter and my husband was losing hope (despite being a Lakers fan, he is sensible enough to be a Chicago Bears fan! ). With my extensive knowledge of football, I reassured him the game wasn't over and they still had a chance to overcome the large deficit though time was running out. Okay, so really, my expertise of the game is minimal but wow, guess what? I was right! DA BEARS WON!!

But the best show of the night is below. Kwang is teaching Jude the Lord's Prayer. You will see by Jude's confusion that it is still a work in progress. But I wonder, is it as adorable to God as it is to us?

"Let the little children come to me, and do not hinder them, for the kingdom of heaven belongs to such as these."  Matthew 19:14

My son Dude

This picture of Eli was taken for my sisters and friends back in Chicago. So they can be close enough to smell his cuteness from here in LA.

Last week, Jude's teacher shared with me about a boy in Jude's class who can't pronounce "Jude" so he calls him "Dude". Good thing we didn't name our son Mork.

  

It was Kwang's first week at his new job and despite his long commute (we get excited when it's only one hour), we still make the effort to have dinner together every night. I imagine it will only get more difficult as the boys become older and dread eating with their "uncool" parents. But for now, Jude likes to be around us.

I usually have him fed before Kwang gets home, but sometimes Jude will eat again just to be with us. He doesn't have much interest in eating, but to him it's better than going to bed. Oh, the torture of having to sleep at night!! There may be nothing more painful for Jude than bedtime. Every night after his bedtime story, he looks up sweetly and asks, "Again?" If we let him have his way, we'd be reading book after book until the sun came up.

One night as we were all eating dinner last week, I was holding Eli in my lap. It was around 7pm so I asked him, "Eli, do you want to go night-night?" Night-night is my term for sleep and I asked this rhetorically, of course, since Eli can't understand me let alone respond. Well, Jude was sitting next to me at the table, busy eating his dinner and playing with a toy. But he overheard what I asked Eli and, without looking up, kindly informed me a few seconds later, "Eli says no."

So apparently, bedtime is disliked by all creatures under the age of three including those who can't even say they dislike it. If only I could be two years old again and be forced to get some yummy sleep.

 

Legoland

Wow, thanks for the kind comments! My shameless adoration for Jude and Eli must have been in overdrive the past few posts. But while it's effortless to gush about my boys, I can't say I am handling this thing called motherhood, or what I affectionately call the total and utter chaos that is my life, with any form of grace. But oh, how I wish it were true!

I think this is most notably marked by Jude's recent imitation of the phrase "Oh my gosh!" How did he learn it? Most likely from the countless times I've said it after having taken my eyes off one of my children for a millisecond which, wouldn't you know it, is just enough time for Jude to get into something he shouldn't, eat something chocolatey he shouldn't, or use Eli as a tool for something he definitely shouldn't. My poor Eli, the human sticker book:

And then there is the issue of food.  A few times on my way to work I've realized I forgot to make rice in the morning for Jude's lunch that day. And the sesame oil and soy sauce levels in the cooking pantry have barely dropped since Eli was born, because we've had to order out more than I'd like. My poor Kwang. Of course, he never complains... but this is probably because take-out tastes better than most of my home cooking, but that's really beside the point. And then there are the times I think I have more hands than I do and feel the sudden need to prove my multi-tasking capabilities. In a brief moment of insanity I wonder why I can't prepare Jude's dinner, throw in a load of laundry (seriously, why is there so much laundry?), watch my recorded Oprah, and hold Eli simultaneously without having something go terribly wrong. One day Eli is going to turn to me and in baby talk lovingly remind me that such dim-witted idiocy is my own pet peeve.

So since I've had Eli and returned to work, I still haven't gotten the mothering thing down quite yet. But I'm learning to better organize my time and do things on a more reasonable schedule. Of the two "careers" I have, the one at home is far more rewarding and fuels me for the one at the office. The two things I thank God for every morning are my salvation and my family. And if I think about it, when it comes to smothering the boys with hugs, snuggling with them and a good book, singing them a song albeit slightly off key, or kissing them until they literally have to peel me off, well, I think I just might be the most fantastic mom!

Having said that, we now return to our regularly scheduled shameless adoration.

This past weekend we took a trip to Legoland where kids under three are free! Jude had a blast. And we had even more fun watching him. Can you believe the mini New York below is made entirely of Legos?

  

Eli spent the majority of the day looking up at the sky from his stroller. But he seemed to have the time of his life as well.

Finally, as we were leaving Jude ran into three of his great friends, Dora, Boots the Monkey, and Diego. Their contribution to Jude's education has been to teach him how to count from 1 to 10 in Spanish... uno, dos, tres, cop-to, cinq-to...

 

 

Here he is with Diego saying "Goodbye Legoland! I had a fantastic time!" 

 

Snooze

Weekends are the best. No "work-work" (save cleaning, never-ending laundry, and dishes). Just having fun and relaxing.

Although days of sleeping in on the weekend are but a distant memory, I have the two best alarm clocks. First, Eli wakes me up to feed. This is one of my favorite times of the day. I am amazed that for about the past five months, Eli's life has been sustained by nothing else than what my body has produced. His meals have been completely free! I think I'm alone in my excitement, because Kwang gives me this hello-this-breastfeeding-thing-isn't-new-because-you-also-nursed-Jude look. But I am still amazed. I love sitting in the quiet dark of the early morning, just me and Eli. I can't help annoying him with kisses and squeezing his chubby thighs as he gulps away. A friend of mine once told me that getting married made her finally feel like a "woman". For others, it might have been turning 24 years old. For me, it was having children.

My second alarm clock is Jude. Shortly after feeding Eli and returning to bed, I wake up to the feeling that someone is watching me. That would be Jude. He's the cutest little boy I know. When he wakes up, he doesn't barge vociferously into our room. Rarely a ripe berry on the grumpy tree, he'll just stand next to our bed, holding his blanket, waiting for us to wake up and notice him. So this past Saturday, I placed our camera under my pillow in anticipation of his arrival. Please excuse the blurriness. I'm not the best photographer the second I wake up. But isn't he so cute, patiently waiting for us to open our eyes?

  

Thanks to Kwang's good friend Henry who gave us tickets, Eli got to experience his very first Dodgers game yesterday.

Here is Jude concentrating on catching any potentially stray balls even though it would have been impossible from where we were sitting:

  

Unlike Jude, Eli can be a grumple-puss quite often. I think it's partly because he has a voracious appetite and becomes uncomfortable the second any part of his stomach is empty and partly because, well, he takes after me. I don't consider myself super sensitive or emotional, but I will admit that of the two of us Kwang is the more laidback, happy-go-lucky type. I can hear my sisters in Chicago nodding their heads in agreement as they read this. So while I tried taking a lot of pictures of Eli at his first game, only a few came out without him doing his sad-I'm-about-to-cry frown. I'm not quite sure what a four month old has to look so serious about, but that too is from me. We both have those Christian Slater, almost Jack Nicholson-obnoxious eyebrows. Poor guy!

BTW, the Dodgers won.

 

littlest league

Jude's usual sports of choice are basketball and golf. But these days, he has a growing affinity for baseball. The past two weekends Kwang played a little softball, so the boys and I tagged along. From watching a game, Jude learned that after you hit the ball, you throw the bat down and run the bases. But as you can see from the clip below, he doesn't quite know what or where the bases are. He's just really happy to be out on the field after being contained in the dugout all game. That's why he's running so slowly, just enjoying the field. Either that or he takes after mom.

Unfortunately, now when I come home from work, you'll usually find us in the living room with me holding Eli in one arm while pitching a ball to Jude with the other over and over and over and over again. He's such a cute little slugger that I don't really mind... except when he makes me sing "Take Me Out To The Ballgame" every time he bats.

 

"It's nooo plob-dum!"

A few days ago, Kwang and Jude were playing catch and I think Kwang was telling Jude to stand at a certain place to catch the ball when Jude nonchalantly responded, "It's no plob-dum! Nooo plob-dum...." (translation: "It's no problem") Kwang and I both started laughing pretty hard, because we had no idea where he had heard the phrase or learned how to use it.

Last Friday, we rented "United 93", a movie about the one hijacked flight on 9/11 that was unsuccessful in reaching its target due to the heroic efforts of its passengers. For the next few days, I kept recalling scenes from the movie where the passengers phoned their loved ones from the air realizing they weren't going to survive. A lump in my throat forms when I imagine what it must have been like to sit on either end of the phone. Back on 9.11.2001, I was in San Francisco on business. I had just started dating Kwang. Now five years later, I have a husband and two kids and I wonder how I would be if something were to happen to any of them. To be honest, I question whether I would be strong enough to go on. It's easy to see from my xanga that my family means the world to me.

   Rome 2003 w/Kwang       With Jude @ 1yr old       With Eli @ 5 days old

      

Well, I happened to listen to a sermon tape this week on Psalm 131, of which Charles Spurgeon once said, "It is one of the shortest psalms to read but one of the longest to learn." I think this is true, at least for me. The psalmist speaks of being complete and content in Christ and Christ alone. I know God wants me to love my family, yet I also know He wants me to hold onto them loosely. This seems like an impossibly tall order for a wife or mother to do. But I think I understand this psalm more because I am one. Eli is only 4 months old, but already we see that many times he only wants to be held by me. I'm the only one he'll cry and look around for and I think it's partly because I am nursing him. Eli wants me because "mom = food". However, Jude wants me simply because I am his mom. In the same way, I want to love God not for what He gives me, but because of who He is. Easier said than done as I examine my heart. I wonder if I can be like the weaned child the psalmist speaks of, happy simply being still by my Father's side. In my journey of faith, that is where I want to be.

Psalm 131

My heart is not proud, O LORD, my eyes are not haughty;

I do not concern myself with great matters or things too wonderful for me.

But I have stilled and quieted my soul;

Like a weaned child with its mother,

Like a weaned child is my soul within me.

O Israel, put your hope in the LORD

Both now and forevermore.

Anyway, on a lighter note...

Tagged by jeanxbeanx.

Name 10 of life's simple pleasures.

1. spending Friday evenings with my husband

2. a mocha ice blended drink with FRESHLY made boba

3. listening to Jude sing "Jesus loves Eli" to his younger brother

4. the carpool lane

5. getting a Victoria's Secret coupon in the mail for a FREE cotton... undergarment

6. phonecall from a family member or friend back in Chicago

7. nursing Eli before work

8. painting a room and having it turn out to be the exact color I was hoping for or better

9. a Sunday afternoon nap

10. fitting into pre-pregnancy clothes again

I tag christinaycho

 

Labor Day

Here are a few pictures from the long holiday weekend. After receiving a gentle rebuke for not updating my site since having two sons, I've removed my Jude header and added tickers for both Jude and Eli to remind myself how old they are. And here is a picture of my very loud, very demanding, but very lovable Eli:

And thanks to some gifts from friends, Jude & Eli will have plenty of pictures to be embarrassed about later in life. I like to call this one "the afterbath":

We usually do a little traveling on Labor Day weekend, but this year we stayed home. Kwang's extended family had a get-together which gave us a chance to spend some time w/Bo (Kwang's brother), Bonnie, & their son Justin. Here is Justin with his typical expression:

Justin is a good-natured baby. Bo & Bonnie have it easy! To demonstrate, here is a picture of Eli & Justin:

Okay, perhaps I'm not being completely fair to Eli. He wasn't in the best of moods at the time the picture was taken. But Justin really is quiet and easy. And because I'm Eli's mom, I can't help but find him so adorable in the picture above. Even Eli's frown is cute to me. I think it's true what they say when you have your second child. Instead of having to share your heart that was so full of love for your first child, it's as if you grow another heart for your second child. The capacity God gives such imperfect and selfish creatures like us to love is pretty amazing.

 

1st Day of School

I don't know if you can really call it school, but Jude started going to pre-school yesterday. I used to wonder why people start their kids so early, because they're going to be in school for about the next 20 years which is not much fun in my opinion. But for 2 year olds, it's more like activity time with friends all day. Jude will be going twice a week. I feel blessed to have a son who doesn't panic or cry in these kinds of new situations. Even though he's shy and a little apprehensive, he's still interested in discovery. Unfortunately, he didn't too well at naptime so when I picked him up, he was so tired from the day's activities that he zonked on the ride home.

Here he is ready to conquer the world:

And here he is wanting to show you his cool Thomas and Friends backpack (a gift from his cousin Zach) which contains the all-essential school supplies of blanket, diapers, and extra clothes. What a ham:

Tagged by christinaycho

1. Grab the book nearest you, turn to page 18, line 4? 
“literally means that the value is unknown or indeterminate. (This question alone--)”

(SQL book on my desk)

2. Stretch your left arm out as far as you can. What can you touch?
Pictures of Kwang, Jude, & Eli

3. What's the last thing you watched on TV?
Real World/Road Rules Challenge

4. Without looking, what time is it?
7:20am

5. What time is it actually? 
7:25am

6. Except for the computer what can you hear?
white noise in the office

7. When did you last step outside and what were you doing?
This morning to throw out the garbage

8. Before you started this survey what were you doing?
Eating a donut and drinking hot chocolate

9. What are you wearing? 
A brown sleeveless sweater with beige cropped pants

10. Did you dream last night? 
Probably, but I rarely remember my dreams (except when I’m pregnant—then they are vivid and make no sense)

11. When did you last laugh?
Last night in bed. Kwang and I were just talking… talking about our day, this and that, our kids. He makes me laugh all the time.

12. What's on the walls in the room you're in?    
(cube) Pictures of my family, project schedule, Jude’s daily school schedule, list of network server IP addresses.

13. Seen anything weird?
This isn’t really weird, just something that makes me wonder. Occasionally, I see these two “small people” (I think that’s the pc term for midget) at the Winchell’s Donut shop I frequent. One of them has a truck and when they get in, I wonder how he can reach the brake and accelerator.

14. What do you think of this quiz?
No one’s going to be very interested. They will just be thinking, “Where are the Jude & Eli pictures??” That’s why I think I will have to save this and post it when I have pictures to add.

15. Last film or video seen?
“Inside Man” w/Denzel Washington, Clive Owen, & Jodie Foster. Pretty good.

16. If you became a multi-millionaire overnight what's the first thing you'd do?
Pay off my family and my husband’s family’s debts and allocate enough for all our retirements & children’s college tuitions. That is exciting to me.

17. Tell me something I don't know about yourself?
Well, you now know I like watching trashy TV shows like “Real World/Road Rules Challenge”, “The Hills”, “Bachelor”, “Access Hollywood”...

18. If you could change one thing about the world regardless of politics what would it be? 
Everyone would come to know Jesus Christ. I wish I wasn’t so apathetic about this.

19. Do you like to dance?
Does dancing to Wiggles songs w/my son count?

20. What comment would you like to make to George Bush? 
Are you sure you know what you’re doing?

21. Your first child is a girl what do you name her?
Sophie. But at this rate, I think I am only going to have boys.

22. Your first child is a boy what do you name him?
JUDE

23. Would you ever consider living abroad?
I’ve always wanted to live in Korea for about a year or two because I think that would be the ONLY way I would learn the language well enough to speak conversationally to some depth.

24. What do you want God to say to you when you reach the pearly gates?
My child.

25. Five people you want to do this quiz? I tag:
grocery, hsim, schmoomoo, westside_sooj, janejchang23