The little girl's cousin now starts her journey

[Believe_N_Me]

More stories, please. 

It's nice to chronicle these moments. I should do it more often with my own children.

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More stories, please. 

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[Reporter]

Pey-Pey and I were at the park again for jogging.

I couldn't find a spot to park, because there were so many
cars all over. Some adult soccer game was going on in the field
below the hill we were driving on.

Pey-Pey looked down at the players who were running all over
in the distance and said, "They are playing. A lot of children."

[Reporter]

I'm  used to showering downstairs and I have rarely
used the bathroom upstairs for showers or baths.

Pey-Pey also keeps a lot of her toys downstairs in a
separate room. Whenever she needed "more toys"
(as she often says), she would tell me to go downstairs
with her to get them.

Each time we descend the steps, I would hold her left hand
so that she wouldn't fall, even though I know she knows
how to be extremely careful about steps and high places.
(Unlike NiNi who has fallen to the floor from the sofas, Pey-Pey
has never fallen from any structure.)

So, when I told her I was going to shower last night,
Pey-Pey said "You nploov nploom downstairs."

"Yes."

"We go downstairs now," she said.

I felt she wanted to take this opportunity to
get more toys.

She walked to the steps and reached for my hand.
We took the steps down one at a time.

After the second set of stairs, she walked me to the
bathroom there and said "There!"

I thought we were going to look for toys. But she just
turned back and walked back up the steps.

I admired that for a bit and said "Thank you, Pey-Pey."

"You're welchome," she said from the steps.

That was the first time she has ever done that.

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Just as I was about to leave their house
after dropping something off to Pey-Pey,
she rushed to me from the front door and
insisted that I give her a hug first.

I did and started walking her back to the backyard
where things had just been set up for her and
NiNi to play later on today.

Meanwhile, I saw a white Camry in the driveway and
asked whose car that was. They have had only
an SUV that her mom bought as the last thing
her mom was doing for herself before marriage and
they have been using it all of Pey-Pey's life. I knew
the Camry was peculiar.

"Daddy's," she said.

"Daddy's new car?" I asked.

"Daddy's mommy's car," she said.

"That's Pog Pog's then?"

"Yes. That's Pog Pog's car."

[Reporter]

I helped Pey-Pey's dad put together a sandbox
that we got donated from a generous Caucasian
pharmacist in Lakeville, Minnesota.

The sandbox went right under the playground stand
that held both the slide--and the swing, which Pey-Pey
no longer used but had used when she couldn't quite
walk yet.

Both NiNi and Pey-Pey love sitting in the sandbox and just
moving around the sands and getting dirty.

So, I told them to vary their activities by climbing up the
stand to use the slide, too.

"Go zawv zawg," I told them.

Both were able to climb the vertical bars
onto the platform.

"It's not zaws zaws," Pey-Pey said. "It's slide."

"Okay," I said.

She slided down and said "I zaws zaws."

NiNi needed a little handholding to be brave
enough to slide down on this one that's a bit
bigger than hers at home. So, I gave her that.

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I don't have femine attributes in me, so, in
order to make sure these little girls don't
all grow up to be tomboys like Big Girl
seems to be, I have taught Pey-Pey how to
do gloss-up her lipsticks.

We were in my Tacoma the other and I found
a chapstick that I used from the recent winter.
I showed her own it was done on the lips.

She picked that up very well. So, the other day
I was at her family's house, she asked to do that.

"I wanna do my lipstick! I wanna do my lipstick!" she
said.

I'm never going to touch lip glosses or other face creams.
But that's a start for Pey-Pey towards being a beautiful, lovely
feminine figure that future guys will fall for.

[Reporter]

I visited NiNi yesterday when her dad said she has
been saying my name to them so many times.

Just before I left, Big Girl stormed in from the front door.

"R! R! Look! I got my first belt in Taekwondo!" she said.

She handed me a white martial arts belt with yellow lining
in the center.

Then she showed me two pieces of wood that she had broken
from one.

I congratulated her on that with a "Wow!"

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Pey-Pey likes surprises, and so I bought a stress-ball style
blue elephant toy waiting for her.

She visited yesterday and was ready to be handed over the toy.
But my sister told me over the  phone while I was out jogging that
NiNi was also visiting and that I should not give a toy to Pey-Pey without
also giving one to NiNi.

I went to a grocery store where I had gotten a school bus toy before--
that the girls had competed for but lost it at one of their uncles'.

I was determined to buy two school bus toys so that they wouldn't
fight for it.

But the store had just one left on its shelves. I bought it.

I drove to another store and didn't find any there, either.

I was reluctant to show it to them but my sister said to go ahead
and that she already gave them the elephant toy and that Pey-Pey
didn't like it, so NiNi had taken it.

My work was done as soon as I had given Pey-Pey the bus.

But NiNi dropped the elephant toy and snatched the bus from
Pey-Pey.

"I want my choo bus back," said Pey-Pey, crying.

No matter what I said about sharing, neither budged
her respective demand for herself.

NiNi just silently held tight onto the bus while Pey-Pey stood there
crying for "my choo bus."

At one propitious moment when NiNi had put it on the ground, Pey-Pey snatched
it.

"I feel better now," she said.

I drove to another store chain with hope to get another one. The store manager
said I would have to go to Target or Walmart for such thing.

It was late at night already and I didn't want to drive a few more miles to Walmart or Target.

This morning, neither kept the bus but wanted something else.

[Reporter]

Pey-Pey likes surprises, and so I bought a stress-ball style
blue elephant toy waiting for her.

She visited yesterday and was ready to be handed over the toy.
But my sister told me over the  phone while I was out jogging that
NiNi was also visiting and that I should not give a toy to Pey-Pey without
also giving one to NiNi.

I went to a grocery store where I had gotten a school bus toy before--
that the girls had competed for but lost it at one of their uncles'.

I was determined to buy two school bus toys so that they wouldn't
fight for it.

But the store had just one left on its shelves. I bought it.

I drove to another store and didn't find any there, either.

I was reluctant to show it to them but my sister said to go ahead
and that she already gave them the elephant toy and that Pey-Pey
didn't like it, so NiNi had taken it.

My work was done as soon as I had given Pey-Pey the bus.

But NiNi dropped the elephant toy and snatched the bus from
Pey-Pey.

"I want my choo bus back," said Pey-Pey, crying.

No matter what I said about sharing, neither budged
her respective demand for herself.

I respect both little girls equally, so I didn't

NiNi just silently held tight onto the bus while Pey-Pey stood there
crying for "my choo bus."

At one propitious moment when NiNi had put it on the ground, Pey-Pey snatched
it.

"I feel better now," she said.

I drove to another store chain with hope to get another one. The store manager
said I would have to go to Target or Walmart for such thing.

It was late at night already and I didn't want to drive a few more miles to Walmart or Target.

This morning, neither kept the bus but wanted something else.

I've observed their behaviors and it appeared that they just wanted what was in the other's
hands.  This morning, NiNi got the banana toy. Pey-Pey cried for it. NiNi wouldn't let it go.
I gave Pey-Pey two real bananas, but Pey-Pey said she wanted only that one that NiNi had.
I gave NiNi four real bananas; I even peeled one up for her to eat. But NiNi just turned away
with the toy banana and said "No. Mine."

A few weeks ago, there were so many blue helium balloons in Pey-Pey's parents' living room.
But the two girls wanted just the same one.

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I finally managed to buckle them both up in
the car for my sister to take them away.

I said, "Bye-bye" to them.

"Don't say 'bye-bye', R. Don't you want me?" Pey-Pey said.

"I just mean 'I'll see you later, okay'?" I said. "I'll see you again
soon."

"Yes. I'll come back soon," she said.

NiNi didn't know how to say more than just a few words, so,
I didn't hear anything from her. She just waived at me from her
car seat inside the car. At least she knew she was going away...

[Reporter]

Pey-Pey and NiNi were competing for NiNi's tricycle and told them to share it.

Pey-Pey said "no" but cried to me for help.

I didn't help either of them.

Somehow NiNi managed to yank it off for
herself and quickly rode it away one round around the kitchen.
Pey-Pey continued to cry.

"Share, NiNi! Share, ok?"

I turned to pacify Pey-Pey.

Then I felt NiNi pulling my left pant leg.
I turned to her. She got off the trike and
pointed both hands to it to indicate that
she wanted to share it with Pey-Pey.

I thanked her and praised her.

Then I told Pey-Pey to go ride it. But Pey-Pey
just wanted me to lift her up.