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What am I gonna do with this kid?

We were driving back from my sister's house on Sunday night with Ellie was asleep in her car seat and Vicki and I were discussing the idea of spoiling Ellie for a few months after the new baby is born in September, which is what our doctor recommended.

Suddenly Ellie sits up and says, "Are you going to spoil me?" I guess she just had her eyes closed and was listening to what we were talking about.

Our trip to Disneyland

We took Ellie to Disneyland for her 3rd birthday. She went on the Haunted Mansion ride and was very proud of herself for not being scared. On Thursday she wore her Snow White outfit (which my mom made for her last year) and another kid sat down next to her at one point and said, "Hi princess." I think that made her day.

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Free time (or lack thereof)

I took Ellie to the DQ in Tanforan last night for a chocolate dipped cone. Vicki has been feeling tired so I've been trying to give her time to relax at home by herself.

(Sidenote: I don't know if someone hijacked the mall loudspeaker, but instead of something like "All Out of Love" by Air Supply they were playing "Don't Go Back to Rockville" by REM. Best mall music ever.)

Vicki and I both find it difficult to remember what our lives were like before Ellie and what we did with all our free time. Nowadays, every moment seems to be spent chasing her around or feeding her or getting her to bed. And with The Second One on the way, I'm wondering how we're going to manage.

Sometimes I miss begin able to go out to a relaxing dinner or going to see a movie. Those things were kinda nice -- especially when compared to listening a 2-and-a-half-year-old throw a tantrum because she doesn't want to go to bed even though it's 10:30pm.

Luckily the tantrums are more than offset by those wouldn't-trade-this-for-anything moments like Christmas morning or seeing her meet Snow White in Disneyland.

The nice thing about parenting, at least for me so far, is that the tantrums and misbehavior are like white noise and are easily forgotten whereas the great things stick with you. I think that's worth giving up your free time for.

Jane Eyre

Masterpiece Theater aired a new production of Jane Eyre in the last two weeks and somehow my two-and-a-half-year-old daughter Ellie has become a huge fan. I'm not joking. She saw a bit of it when Vicki was watching it and got really involved in it (we don't let her watch the scarier parts, obviously). We Tivo'd it and this morning she asked me, "Can I watch Jane Eyre?" My mother-in-law was watching it when she was home with Ellie the other day and Ellie was explaining to her how Jane and Rochester didn't get married.

I have no doubt that my mom, my sister and Vicki are planning a Pride-and-Prejudice-watching party (BBC production rather than Keira Knightly movie) so Ellie can watch Elizabeth Bennett and Mr. Darcy trade witticisms.

Seems like we're raising another little Anglophile. I just hope she'll like Monty Python and Fawlty Towers as much as the Masterpiece Theater-type stuff.