Do You Believe in Karma?

I do. But when do you know that you’re getting “repaid” for the good deeds you’ve done?

Last Monday, Nov 17, I was stopped at a red light on the corner of 7th and Bellflower. There was this homeless man holding up a sign that I could not read. It was really early in the morning – 5 am-ish – and it was rather cold. My past experience with homeless people really makes me not want to help them. But there was something different about this gentlemen.

Slowly, I reached into my bag and pulled out the 2 tangerines I had. As he approached my car, I rolled down my window, ready to hand over the tangerines. Instead of asking for money, he asked me for food. I thought it was kind of strange since most of the homeless people that I have encountered have asked for money. Perhaps they really weren’t homeless. Perhaps they were “working.” But this gentleman asked for food.

I could only give him the 2 clementines that I had. He took them graciously. I could tell he wanted to say something else other than his weak “Thank You” but the light had turned green.

I actually felt good. It wasn’t much, but the gesture of helping him made me feel good.

Now, I’m wondering if that was good enough for Karma.

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What Was Your Baby’s First Word?

At 16 months, Little Mochi has yet to call me “mama” or his dad “dada.”

But, he does know how to put a phone to his ear and say “eyo?”  Or point at our fish tank and say “yu” (that’s fish in Chinese).  by 18 months, he should know how to say at least 5 words.  5 words?

So what was your kid’s first word and at what age (month) did he say it?

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Baby’s First Temper Tantrum

Wow.  Little Mochi threw his first real big fit in public on Halloween day.  We took him to the mall last Friday for a walk.  Don’t ask me what he was for Halloween because we didn’t dress him up.  I think he was the only “normal” kid at the mall that day.

Anyways, we decided to let him ride on the carousel for the first time.  It was only $1.50 per ride.  At first, he was scared.  But once we got into the rhythm of the horses moving up and down, he started to smile.  He liked it so much that he wouldn’t get off.  As soon as I tried to pull him off the horse when the lady stopped the carousel, he screamed and kicked his legs.

We tried to go to the other side of the mall, but he kept running back to the carousel.  I picked him up and kept walking.

You know those rides where you feed it a quarter and it moves?  Well, we came across one of those and decided to put him on there.  Bad idea.  I thought the fit he threw after the carousel was bad.  This one was worse.  He screamed so loud that everyone turned their heads towards us.  He was kicking so hard that I could not hold him.  So I let him down.  He continued to scream and kick his feet and wave his arms.  Face all red with tears running down his cheeks.

How does a mother stop that kind of behavior in public?  Definitely did not want to hit him in public.  Or yell at him.  But I did not want him to think that kind of behavior is acceptable.

I’ll read up on that and come back with another post…

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