updates.

We were talking about her freckles and somehow started talking about skin...
E: You know my dad has the most magical skin.
Me: Uh, why?
E: Because him have so much fur, it makes him super strong.

We were on a bike ride through some neighborhoods in Bangkok...
E: Me love Thai babies.
Rocky: You do?
E: Me wish I was a Thai baby.
Rocky: You know what you have to have to be a Thai baby?
E: What?
Rocky: Thai parents.
E: Maybe you guys should learn Thai.

She threw a coin into a well and made a wish and we asked her what her wish was...
E: Me wished I was a fairy.
Rocky: Why?
E: So I could fly.
Rocky: Where would you fly to?
E: To the BTS. (the above ground subway in Bangkok)

E: Me wish Violet was a kid.
Me: She is a kid.
E: No, she's a baby.
Me: When will she be a kid?
E: When she's two or maybe if she could talk.

The other night she started praying that Violet would start talking.

Violet is in her comfort zone when she's causing trouble. She takes several clandestine showers a day in our easy to use, walk in showers. She loves making messes and disassembling the contents of the fridge.

She had learned a word at one point (mama) but it has since disappeared from her vocabulary  She prefers to communicate through a series of tongue clicks and Indian chants (made by making a noise while moving her hand back and forth in front of her mouth). She's happiest when she's swimming in the pool and climbing anything precarious.

Vi and I also, I believe, hold a quite unfortunate record of ruining two iphones in less than a week. The first one we ruined when Vi dug it out of my swim bag and brought it to me in the pool. I didn't catch it and was instead forced to fish it from the bottom of the pool. A week later with a four day old phone in my pocket, I jumped in the pool after Violet who had decided to take a swim in her clothes. I have since renounced all forms of technology. Or course, except my blog. Until Vi destroys that too.