Ben's Happenings

After a stressful beginning to the school year we decided Ben needed a chance to learn more Korean, get used to life here, work on fine motor skills etc.  Fortunately the preschool across the road from our school had an opening, so now Ben and Izzie are both attending there.  Ben was younger than all the other children in his 1st grade class, so next year he will be the same age as the other children.  He and Izzie are both coming home singing songs (or parts of them) in Korean and they seem to like it very much.  Izzie used to make a fuss when we dropped her off - though according to her teacher she was all smiles as soon as we left - but now she and Ben both smile and wave goodbye to us in the mornings.      

Goofy Girl

We think Izzie is going to be a lefty, although she frequently switches back and forth.

She's giggling here because she was finished drawing and when I asked her to color something she pretended to use the wrong end of the pencil crayon.

Recovered from 2010

I've failed miserably with keeping up the blog since coming to Korea.  First it was that we didn't have our computer yet.  Then we had the computer, but somehow I had accumulated 3 memory cards of pictures spread between 2 computers and organizing them all was too daunting a task to undertake.  Then I started work early and haven't been able to breathe since.  Oh, and our computer crashed (probably because there were too many pictures on it?) and now it's even worse.  For some reason the recovery program we used to get the photos back after the computer crashed recovered multiple copies of every picture.  Because of these multiple copies I have about 30,000 photos to sort through.  Hmmmm.  That could take a while.

In the meantime I figured I would clean off all the old memory cards, and I came across a few photos from when we first arrived in Korea.  

Here are Izzie's stitches after the minor surgery to have her hemangioma removed.

A while after that  Ben and Izzie got balloons from a store that was having some sort of giant sale.   I believe a giant clown on stilts dancing to extremely loud music gave it to them.

Remember the fake mad face?  She hasn't done that in a while, but she has a very, very sad face that she likes to put on much of the time.  We've found that if you say, "Whatever you do, don't smile..." to her, she will usually crack up laughing.  In this picture her stitches are out and the scar is healing.  I'll have to see if I can catch the sad face.

Perhaps the tall clown would have given Ben a heart on a stick too if he had known what a fearsome pirate Ben was going to be.  Here he is, about to run someone through.

 Got me...

Izzie had to wear some bandaids over the scar to keep it pinched together after she got the stitches out.  She (I) also had to put a special gel on it.  The worst part was pulling all those bandaids off.  I wonder if she's fogotten about that whole experience by now.  Good thing she'll have this blog through which to relive her trauma.