Winged Wonder
Buchela communicates well.
He mostly uses Amharic and English but he also throws some Chinese in for good measure.
He gestures wildly.
Recently, he adopted a new communication approach. Strategy, if you will.
Buchela communicates well.
He mostly uses Amharic and English but he also throws some Chinese in for good measure.
He gestures wildly.
Recently, he adopted a new communication approach. Strategy, if you will.
My kids have been kind to me.
I am glad to be here for this unprecedented, historic event in U.S. history.
I am glad I was able to participate.

I went to get a social security card for my little one. I had her passport and her medical insurance card. Being a cautious gal, I called ahead to ask about the requirements and was told what I had was enough.
We met with Baba.
Buchela played with his cousin.
Dinbit met her grand parents.
We had a great time at the fall festival.
We voted.
It was a really nice break.
Buchela really loved visiting his other grandparent's home.
Every day when we get off the elevator and walk to our "adis bet" (new home), Buchela asks if "Amaye" is going to be there.
When I unlock the door to the apartment, he runs in calling "Amaye!" "Amaye!" and looks around.
If he doesn't find her, for a brief moment, he gets upset.
Every. Single. Day.
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When I first went to a playground here in the US, I was promptly reminded that Buchela has never been on a swing.
We just don't have them where we live in China.
We have found our rhythm here in the US.
I have now something scheduled for Buchela everyday and we are all falling into routine accordingly.
We go to play grounds, the nature museum, library story times and mocha mommy and center for children playgroups.
I hunt down events.
Here, we are at the Nature Museum around the corner from where we live. It is small but enough to entertain Buchela for a while.
Watching turtles.
I am quickly reminded that one of the many things I love about being in the United States is the park system.
Last weekend, we went to the Dora Kelly park with Buchela's Auntie and Uncle.
I am in the US with both Dinbit and Buchela.
Making the journey, almost two days, alone with the two kids was brutal even if they both behaved generously.
Buchela had his own bag and he carried it around dutifully even if it was, I felt, too heavy.
Another new experience for Buchela during Christmas.
Sledding and playing in the snow with Daddy!
Buchela loved opening presents.
He really enjoyed getting gifts but what he really liked the most at Christmas was unwrapping the packages!
Not only did he open all of his presents but he also insisted on helping the rest of us accomplish the very complicated task of tearing wrapping paper.
And here I thought reindeer were made up animals just like unicorns!
Below the ski slopes there is a tiny village full of shops, restaurants, and fun stuff.
The snow makes everything so bright and beautiful.
When we landed in LA, my husband exclaimed "We are in the most polluted US city but yet I haven't seen skies this clear in long long time."
It was good to be back on the ground. The plane ride was uncomfortable. Buchela was a champ. It was really hard on him but he was still nice to us.
In LA, we went to Mesob Ethiopian restaurant in Little Ethiopia. We found Little Ethiopia to be indeed little.
And cute.