with Uncle and Aunt#3 outside a Karaoke place

He's having fun

Preston and sand did not get along well

A day at the beach with Uncle and Cousin

Preston helps make noodles

Preston and cousins at a mini amusement park

Aunt#2 and cousins take Preston on a ride (Don't worry, we didn't really let them do this, they rode ~10ft)

Preston loves playing with bikes (this particular biker later fell on top of him).

Preston loves his red bean popsicle

Preston's welt from the accident

Rough Day

Poor little Preston had a rough day yesterday. He experienced his first traffic accident, he was with aunt#3 on her scooter and some punk kid took a turn too fast and his scooter slipped and crashed into them. Nothing major happened, but Preston got a bunb on the head and was too scared to get back on to go home so Ya-ping and I had to go pick him up. Later on in the day we were at a school playground and he got hit in the chest pretty hard by a ball thrown by a well intentioned grade schooler who didn't know his own strength.

The rest of the weekend, though, was better. At church he was very popular, and very spoiled. He had an entire primary class follow him around (and give him candy) for much of Sunday school.

Saturday, Ya-pings brother took us to KenDing, a popular beach town, to play in the ocean- it turns out that Preston is afraid of sand. As long as he had his sandals on, and didn't have to touch it with his hands, then he was OK. He had a lot of fun in the water, though.

Preston has gotten great at imitating dogs, especially Aunt#3's dog. The dog will bark, and Preston will repeat it back perfectly. He even plays this game with viscious angry dogs on the street. He has also gotten really good at waving goodbye and even blowing kisses goodbye (he gets the kissing his hand part, not so much the blowing it to the other person part).

I just think this is a cute picture of my two angels.

Baby Preston and Grandpa Tseng

Poor baby, half a world away from Allie and this STILL happens!

Preston's haircut, with entertainment by Grandpa Tseng

Scraped knee and more bites, yes, we beat our baby.

Look for the mosquito bites, poor baby!

Jet lag and babies don't mix

In Taiwan

Well, we're here in Taiwan, and it is hot! Preston, though, has been handling it amazingly well. He's a trooper, he is basically supporting the entire local population of mosquitoes, but he doesn't complain at all. His hair is always soaked with sweat, but he doesn't seem to mind.

He loves the food, especially the fruit, as do his parents. He ate half his body weight in pineapple today. He then promptly fell asleep, with the fruit still in his mouth.

He absolutely insists on going outside whenever possible, and does his best to give his parents heart attacks by trying to run onto the busy street and trying to eat every cigarette butt and piece of beetle nut (a taiwanese drug, think chewing tobacco, only red and much more disgusting) spittle that he sees on the streets. Thank goodness for his monkey (a little leash thingy). He's figured out that it means we are going for a walk, so he tries to put it on whenever we are inside, and then tries to take it off once we are a safe distance from home. He fell and scraped his knee, but didn't cry or really even seemed phased by it, but when I tried to take him home to wash it off, THAT made him throw a fit.

Fortunately, he has plenty of people willing to take him out, Ya-ping's family all love him, and who wouldn't?