Look at what I can do!

I haven’t talked about my cutest nephew in a while, so here’s an update. Two weekends ago when I went to visit him, he had just learned how to clap his hands the day before. Although not making any sounds, I was glad to see that he makes the association that when you put your two hands together it is suppose to make a sound. I went to see him again last night and he had learned how to blink his eyes last weekend. My brother and I would ask him “where are your eyes? And how do you blink your eyes?” He would very carefully blink his eyes. Interesting thing is though, he tries to look the same time as he blinks, and so you will see his cute little face trying to keep his eyes open at the same time as he tries to close his eyelids. He has also become a much better walker, however, he’s not walking on his own for a long distance yet. His parents would prop him up against the sofa and sit a few feet away so that he can reach an adult at the end. Last night, he saw a toy on the floor, without any hesitation, he walked over to the toy and picked it up. He also is fascinated with deflating a beach ball for some reasons. I also was very glad that few weeks ago when I went to visit him, as he deflated the beach ball I told him to come to me and give me the ball. For the first time, he crawled over and handed me the ball and let go of the ball. I am very proud of the progress he’s making!

Classes

This marks the second week of classes of my fall semester of my third year of my doctoral program. One of the classes that I am taking is physiological psychology, which of course talks about the biological aspects of psychology. The course is making me somewhat anxious, as I still don’t have my text due to a lousy vender on Amazon.com that did not keep their promise. I hope that I get my book soon, so that I can start studying for that course. Surely, that will make me feel better.

Aw… how nice…

I spent a nice day with Jason and his family today having a little barbeque and some laughs. As I was driving home form Owings Mills (for those who doesn’t know where it is, it’s close to Baltimore) I saw a shooting star that was rather bright falling from mid-sky. My initial thought was “aw… how nice…” Then I remembered last Christmas Eve, I went to my sister-in-law’s sister’s house for a Christmas party with my family, and while driving back to my brother’s house I also saw a shooting star falling from the sky. Since I was the only person out of the three of us that saw the shooting star, I felt special :) I don’t know why shooting stars make people feel special. I would venture to guess that it’s because we don’t see shooting stars everyday. Nevertheless, I feel special.