Even though the punk was reciting the alphabet perfectly at 7 months old, we've continued our work. After all, one can not perfect his talents too much. Here he is singing the alphabet song (kind of) with Uncle David, 11 months later.
My favorite part is when he giggles at silly "Da-id" at the end.
My name is Chinese, but my hair is red. When I was young, the worst thing you could call me was a redhead. It was "golden," thank you very much. I am a full-time mama to the punk and the basher. I am a violinist with Strings of Elegance, a private piano teacher and math tutor, and an Assistant Director for The Gifted Music School. My violin and piano were both made in 1910, and I inherited both from different grandparents. I have an outie belly button. My man looks hot in his "old man" hats. I enjoy sushi, hot tubbing, and getting caught in the rain.