Dear Santa...

I've been very good this year. I'm a good helper. I say nice things to other people that I love. I'm learning new things every day. Here are some things on my Christmas list:

robot-theme toys and books and clothes/pajamas
transformer
trip to Scotland with Yeye and Nainai
anything lime-green color
skates
skis
All-Blacks mittens/hat
crash cymbal
drumming lessons
tent that fits on top of my bed
Iron Giant movie/stuff
toys that you can build (e.g. , legos)
marble run

thank you Santa.

you can't get he-ah from they-ah

Fifteen months ago, Binbin spoke only a handful of English, and with a charming Taiwanese accent at that. Now, he's got lots to say, and he can say it like a local:

I said, I want moh-ah. Not three, foh-ah.

I'm certain that, if pressed, he could come up with: The gangstah wants lobstah for dinnah!

thinking...

Where do you do your best thinking? After a night in which Binbin determined to sleep inside a cardboard box placed upside-down on top of his bed, here's what he had to say on that question:

Baba, last night I was thinking in my box. And I had a good idea. I was thinking I could have a salami sandwich in my lunch box. I think that's a good idea.

There you have it, folks. Thinking inside the box.

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