Jamie and Liam Chew's Blog: 2009-03-31

2009-03-31 23:37 (Kristen) Yesterday, I forgot to write about my conversation with Liam while we were at Hakobune. He came roaring out when I picked him up, full of energy. He ran around, declared the crawling baby on the floor to be "on fire," put him out as he was Liam Fireman, declared himself to be on fire, and had me put out the fire in his mouth. Then he was Liam Policeman, and has been into today quite consistently. He told me that he "just had to shoot this guy," and ran around shooting imaginary bad guys. I am amazed, and a little aghast, and we'll be having a talk about imaginary gun safety very soon as I don't think that we'll be able to shove that weasel back into its box easily. His imagination is working overtime lately, and it's been a great joy to see. John reports that he and Liam were listening to a CBC radio interview with Yoko Ono while John was driving Liam to Hakobune. At one point, the host (Jian Gomeshi) played "Imagine," and Liam was grooving to the song. Afterwards, Gomeshi said, "And that, of course, was John." Liam got very excited and asked John to sing the song for him again. John imagines that this will be the only time in his life that he will ever be confused with John Lennon.

While John and Liam were off grooving, I took Jamie to skating. He did very well until the end, when he fell hard onto the ice, hitting the same place on his backside that he'd hit earlier in the class. It was five minutes to the end, and he'd really gone out and tried, so I let him off the ice. We went to play at Jake's and then at our house with Jake. Jamie and Liam had a fabulous time playing with the collapsable tunnel, but Jake was less interested in that than he was in playing Super Smash Bros. After Jake went home, we read books, watched a little television, and did homework (Jamie). We went to eat dinner at the Silk Road and to wait for John's parents to get home from the airport. They got home safely, and we brought them takeout. Jamie and LIam were very excited, and were a little wound up at the restaurant but within the range of acceptable behaviour (mostly). I'd brought Liam's new Japanese kids' magazine with us, and he adored playing with the punch-out Anpanman teppanyaki game, with little flippers and paper food to make. They fell upon their food like locusts, including ice cream. We got some pretty funny and appropriate fortunes, which I hope John has saved somewhere. We went to John's parents' house, greeted them, and the boys played with Tai Tai for most of the evening. They also ate a good part of her food, which was remarkable, really, given how much they'd already consumed. Fortunately, there was a lot. I took Liam home around 8:45, as he'd not napped and, though he was in an excellent mood, I was afraid that the meltdown was imminent. We got home, and he very easily brushed his teeth, put on his pajamas, and went to bed. Jamie was along about 45 minutes later, just after Liam fell asleep, and I did the same for him.