The Clements Family Life: 8/17/08

Saturday, August 23, 2008

Cowboy Town

I wrote a few weeks back about our adventure to the Sedgwick county fair about 30 minutes outside of Wichita, KS (where Curt's parents reside). In addition to our still photos, here are a few video clips that bring our experience to life. Keep in mind that I hit a button on my camera to pull only one color (must have been a reddish pink) and keep the rest gray scale. Will have to sort that out.

In the meantime, enjoy the rodeo (clip 1) and the demolition derby (clip 2). Just a couple observations that we made during each event... The rodeo was a much more family oriented form of entertainment. We felt comfortable in the audience as there were many other families consisting of a few generations. The demolition derby, on the otherhand, attracted a more teenage crowd. Many of which I noticed were pregnant (some with their 2nd children). We stuck out of the crowd a bit on evening 2 - the Demolition Derby. On a personal note, I'd attend another rodeo anytime. It was a lot of fun. The commentator definitely made a difference as he was really funny and entertaining.

Friday, August 22, 2008

Aug 20th - St Istvan Day Celebration

This must have been our 10th or 11th year present at the St Istvan Day celebrations on August 20th. This is in celebration of Hungary's birthday. Actually, this is the first year that we sat through and watched the Red Bull Air races. They were incredible! We were fortunate enough to get some VIP tickets into the Red Bull area which was set up front row and center to the show. The Red Bull's section included their control tower, all inclusive drinks, food, suntan lotion, etc. They set up bleachers and lots of lounge areas in the shade. It was really fun.

We went down there around noon and met up with a big group of friends. It was really exciting. Many of them brought their older children but we chose to leave our threesome behind. Instead, they were excited to go spend the day and night over at Brigi's house.

Just to give you more information about the Red Bull races I included this schedule to show you how lucky Budapest is to even get them here ever year in conjunction with the other festivities.

The pilots are timed on how quickly they can maneuver through the obtacle course (see the giant inflatable cones on the river below) between the Chain bridge and Elizabeth Bridge. It was pretty wild and one pilot even managed to clip the cone with his airplane's wing while flying in between. Another pair of cones were so narrow that the pilots had to fly through vertically!

Our VIEW

And below is our gang.

Notice Curt in one of the Fatboy (this is the brand name) bean bag chairs. They were tons of them all over the shaded areas.

Below are friends that we ran into at the event.

After the Red Bull air races we went out for an Italian dinner and then up to Deana and Dan's (photo of them up above in top left position) home to watch the fireworks display from their rooftop terrace.

Thursday, August 21, 2008

Hula Hoop Girl

Who ever knew that Mia had this secret talent or desire to be a hoola hoop girl?!

As a child, I could never master the hula hoop like any of my girlfriends. It was a big regret of mine as a child and I had always wished I had learned (I never learned to do a cartwheel either, if I must confess). Fortunately, I grew up in a neighborhood with mostly boys around so I was lucky to be good on a skateboard, throwing a football, kicking a ball, hitting the tennis ball, playing baseball, climbing trees, getting dirty, catching bugs, lighting ants on fire with a magnifying glass, cutting worms in half, catching frogs, skinning my knees, and more fun childhood stuff. However, I never could wiggle my hips fast enough or in the right motion to keep that stupid hoop from hitting the ground after only 1 or 2 rotations.

But, whoever said we can't live vicariously through our kids? My 5 year has become a great hula hoop girl! Who would have thought? I've never even bought her a hula hoop thinking she had the same twist defect as me. Well, she doesn't!

On Kiawah Island in South Carolina at the Wednesday night carnival night, the band laid out hula hoops all over the ground for the kids to twist around to the beat of their music. It was a great idea and Mia got right into it. Fortunately, after 3 weeks and 3 Wednesdays of hula hooping to the band, she became a real pro.

I captured the photos on our first Wednesday night to show you how persistent she was at mastering the skill. I was so proud!

Leave it to Terence to take it to the next level.

Ali Faces

While looking through our summer holiday photos, I realized that my little Ali (2 1/2) is a real clown. Check out these silly faces...

And finally, her attempted smile...

In Kansas City

After our flight from Gatwick London airport to Kansas City (via Cincinnati), we made it to Uncle Mike and Aunt Sally's comfy home in Overland Park (part of Kansas City).

We arrived local time around 5:30pm. All of us managed to doze for short periods of time on the long journey (first flight was 9 hours and second was about 1 1/2 hours with a 2 hour lay over in between) so we were okay on Friday, July 4th but were fading quickly. Here are the kids in Uncle Mike's tub that they love having big bubble baths in (the jets help grow those bubbles incredibly fast).

We were all fast asleep by about 9pm.

Leaving Cornwall

Cornwall is one of those unique gems where you go and love it but can only explain it to someone else who has been there... Here we are leaving Cornwall on a blue sky, sunny day!!! We are walking out to our airplane at the Newquay (pronounced New-Kee) Cornwall airport. From here, we flew up to London in the afternoon where we spent the night at the really comfortable Sofitel hotel at the Gatwick airport. It was the first hotel room where we stayed and all had our own bed... Actually, Curt and I shared (but that's a good thing) a great king size bed while each of the kids got a full bed. It was so cozy and exciting. We spent the night in preparation for our early departure out of Gatwick on July 4th to the US. It was great waking up and walking downstairs to the airport rather than a stressful car journey wondering if you've remembered everything and hoping you won't hit traffic.

Forgive me for my blog posts that are going to take you back and forth in time while I try and catch up on the last 7 weeks of our lives.

Tuesday, August 19, 2008

We Made it Back Home

Just a very quick message to let you all know that we have returned to Budapest safely! The kids were absolute angels on the long journey (2 flights) home from Dulles airport in D.C. They all slept about a good 4 hours and all 3 slept through the landing which is always fun for mom and dad. We had to nudge Terence and Mia awake so they could not only walk off the flight but also help us carry all our carry on luggage. Mia woke with a bang and burst of energy. I think she was really excited. Terence was in a deep slumber and could barely carry himself off the plane let alone any carry on luggage... I carried Ali while Curt managed most of the carry on. We had a stroller but he had to wait at the airplane door for it for quite a while. Me and the kids walked ahead and waited for him near immigration.

Our first day / night in Budapest went well. Only 1 piece of our 7 suitcases went missing (must have been lost at JFK) but they assured us it will be delivered today.

The children always return home to their rooms and toys like it is Christmas and play non-stop with all their forgotten toys. The girls came home to an extra surprise as they found their new beds waiting for them (photos soon). Ali only slept all day in the taxi ride home; Terence didn't sleep at all and Mia, Curt and I all managed to cat nap at different times throughout the day.

After a long, long bike ride, Ali fell asleep (in her seat on my bike) and Terence fell asleep on the sofa. I put her to bed but she had to go to the bathroom an hour later so woke up. I carried Terence up and when I laid him in his bed I heard little whimpers. I thought he was crying and crawled in next to him asking what was wrong. Happily, I discovered they were not tears but giggles. I asked him what was so funny but he couldn't stop laughing. Finally he paused long enough to say 'I don't know'. Poor little guy had the giggles - probably from being over tired. Sure enough, I got the giggles too and we sat there giggling away like crazy people. Eventually he dozed off.

I thought we were okay as Mia and Ali both got into bed at 10pm. However, Ali woke up crying at about 1am. She probably was confused as to where she was. It woke up Mia and Terence but I managed to comfort Ali and Mia back to sleep. T crawled into our bed while the 3 of us stared at the ceiling for about 2 hours.

Needless to say, it is 10:30am and the Clements household is still very quiet. Curt is off to work and I'm trying. I hope to get out of the door after a quick workout (need it after such a long holiday filled with too much food and beer). The kids are still all asleep but I hope to get them awake soon or else this pattern will continue for weeks.

Pictures are all coming very, very soon. I must unpack our 6 (soon to be 7) suitcases first!

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QUOTES OF THE DAY:

Today, July 1 2010 while driving through McD's drive through Terence and I got to talking about what a job at McD's would be like. I told him that my brother worked there and that was one of his first jobs. I explained how he was in charge of the french fries and used to come home with lots of grease burns. T told me that if he ever worked at McD's he wouldn't be able to work on the Big Mac assemblies as they would all end up disappearing. The Big Mac is his favorite!! He's not a french fry kind of guy, just a burger boy!

June 10, 2010. Ali has been a bit curious about dying lately. Fortunately, she doesn't remember anyone close to us that has died but she hears Mia and T sometimes talking about it. The other day, she came up to me very sad and said, "Mama, I don't want you to die." I told her that I don't want to die either and this is why I have to exercise and take care of myself so that I can stay alive and healthy longer. She nodded in agreement and then, while playing with my pink wallet on the table, she followed up with, "Mama, if you DO die, can I please have your wallet?" Glad she jumped back so quickly...

Today, May 24 2010, is a public holiday (Pentecost). Ali woke up - only at 9am - and since she had no idea of the time I reminded her that there was no school today. She smiled and said, "Yeah! I'm going to stay in my pjs ALL day". Later she asked me about the cat's birthday. I told her I did not know. She then asked me when Blue, our border collie's bday is. I told her it was in August. She smiled and said, "Let's have a birthday party for him. What kind of cake do you think we should make for his party?" We decided to make him a dog food cake! However, she is now trying to figure out if it is better to give him a cake with or without candles...

This Saturday morning (April 17, 2010) I am at home with Ali while Curt is doing the dance and football taxi service. My main responsibility is to work on our US visit travel schedule (flights, rental cars, hotels, etc.) It always takes a lot of coordination but it's all worth it as we love our summer returns to the US. Anyhow, I was telling Ali what I was doing and she asked me to remind her who we were going to see again. The main people I mentioned were Nana, Papa, Aunt Sally and Uncle Mike as these are the first people we will visit. I asked her what we should take to Nana for her birthday present. She thought for a second. Then, her eyes grew wide as she thought of a great idea. Her animated answer (she always uses lots of hand motions when talking - is that from me?) was, 'A nice hat, a scarf and if you have a dress that you out grow then we can take it for her!'. Funny little monkey... Don't worry Nana, I won't be bringing you any hand-me-downs! x o x o

Yesterday (Feb 24, 2010), while Ali went to visit her old nursery school, I took Terence and Mia for lunch before picking up T's new passport at the US embassy. There is this little cafe that I really love and they have great wraps, onion rings (I have a weakness for good onion rings), burgers, salads, smoothies, coffees, etc. Terence decided on a plain burger with onion rings and Mia decided on a bacon cheeseburger with onion rings. I got a smoothie and hoped for some bites of both of theirs... When the burgers arrived, they both lifted off the top bun and frowned. T grunted, "I asked for a plain burger. Not a burger with this sauce!" The sauce was sort of a 1000 island dressing type of tangy sauce. Mia pouted about this matter, too. I immediately got upset with them and told them not to judge it until they tried it. Then, I followed with, "you both need to become more adaptable." After a second of silence, Mia told me she was going to tell dad. I asked her to clarify and she told me that she was going to tell dad what I had said. Again, I asked her to clarify as I hadn't said anything rude or even a bad word (I sometimes have trouble with the latter). She then told me very angrily, "I'm going to tell dad that you want us to be adopted!" Adapted ... Adopted ... Pretty close!

During our ski trip to Schladming, Ali and I often spent some time together in the afternoon (after her morning ski school) drinking hot chocolate at the top in one of the restaurants. One afternoon she made a funny observation. Actually, she made 2 observations that went like this: "Ma!" she began. After I responded "yes", she asked me, "why are there some teenagers working here?" Before I had time to answer, she asked me another question. "And, why are there so many teenagers kissing?!" I looked around and there were 2 young couples nearby kissing... on the mouth! She was very interested. I answered to her that many teenagers worked when they were on break from school and regarding the teenagers that are kissing, they must love each other. She took this in and thought for a while. I told her that I'd like it if she also worked when she became a teenager and asked her what she thinks she'd like to do. The response has had us giggling for a few days. With little hesitation, she answered that she wanted to be a penguin when she was a teenager. I asked her where she would work as a teenager and who would pay her money. She thought for only a second and then answered, "the Four Seasons Hotel. They will pay me and I'll work there." I bit my tongue and asked her what she would do in the Four Seasons dressed as a penguin. She looked at me like I was an idiot and said, "Ma! I would swim!" She said this with a slight roll of her eyes like I was born yesterday. What else would a penguin in the Four Seasons be doing???

Just yesterday (Sept 18, 2009) I heard Ali saying to Mia, "drink me". I had to turn around and see what they were talking about. Mia was holding Ali's cup while she sipped out of it. Ali must have thought 'drink me' was the way to ask to be fed (?) a drink. We do say 'feed me' but what do we say if it's a drink item and not a food item?

The other day (early June 2009) the girls were taking a bath together and Mia blurted out "Oh Man" about something. Ali thought she was referring to her as a 'man' and shouted back at Mia, "Me not a MAN, me a LADY!" For obvious reasons I have never called her a 'lady' but she's somehow picked the word up. Loved how she defended herself as being a lady...

Yesterday, March 31st 2009, Terence, Ali and I were sitting at the table and talking. Terence made a joke about going to jail. After Ali laughed, I asked her if she knew what 'jail' was. She answered 'yes'. So, I asked her if jail was a place for good guys or bad guys. She correctly answered 'bad guys'. Then, I asked her, "How does Brigi call 'jail'"? I know this is correct but this is the way Ali would understand me asking how would she say 'jail' in Hungarian. Brigi, by the way, is her Hungarian nursery school teacher who she has a very close relationship with. Her answer to my question, "How does Brigi call jail?" was "with a telephone".... Very clever she is...

This afternoon (Jan 28, 2009) Ali pulled out a DVD and asked, 'we watch this when dada come home?' I looked at it and said, 'Ali, that's not a good one for you. It's a little scary.' (it was Men in Black II). She had recognized it and was ready with her quick reply: 'Don't worry (pronounced woowwee) Mama. Me cover my one eye with a pillow (piwwow).'

On Ali's birthday (Jan 24, 2009) while we were driving to Aquaworld, I turned around and offered the kids a stick of gum. I guess normally I / we say a 'piece' of gum. Curt then followed up with a joke asking if any of them wanted a 'stick of dynamite'. The girls were a bit confused but T, without missing a beat, said 'we can't buy dynamite, only people like miners can buy sticks of dynamite.' This is something he got out of one of his books that he loves to read. I believe it's the Richard Scarry What do People do All Day book that he has practically memorized and still goes to bed reading it and examining all the detailed pictures every night.

This morning (Jan 27, 2009) when we were hunting for Ali's shoes for school she looked outside and said, 'Mama, it's raining'. I turned to look out the window she was looking out and replied, 'Ali, I don't see rain'. She then followed up with something in Hungarian that I didn't understand. When I asked her to repeat it she looked at me, switched back to English and said 'It starts snowing after Halloween'. Not sure what this meant, why she said it, how she even remembered what Halloween was as that was ages ago in her little lifetime. Very sweet.

Mia's newest line (as of this first week in Sept 2008) is "I'm having the worst day ever". She's also been saying, "I feel like an idiot". She tends to say the latter when she's feeling a bit shy or lost for words. The first one is usually after she falls, stubs her toes, gets hurt or drops something. I have no idea where either lines have come from. Very funny to hear a 5 year old talk like this...

Every summer we take our 3 kids back to the US to re-familiarize (I'm sure this isn't a word...) them with their American roots. They were born in Europe and have only lived in Hungary their entire lives. Terence, our 7 year old, knows he's American. However, sometimes when he's asked 'Are you English?' he answers 'yes'. I think I've finally gotten it through to him that just because he speaks English doesn't mean he is English. In America (and several other countries), English is spoken... He now gets it and corrects people if they guess he's English. You may think that they would recognize his American accent but I think this misunderstanding usually happens when he is speaking Hungarian or French.

Mia, on the other hand, thinks we are Hungarian. When we were talking about Hungary beating America for the gold medal in water polo, she shouted out 'Yeah, we won!'. We had to explain that Hungary won and not America and we are American. She answered something about us living in Hungary which makes us Hungarian. Needless to say, she is a work in progress.

Then there is Ali who is only 2 1/2 and is still trying to not mix up English with Hungarian in her speech so she has no idea where she's from but will in time.

Anyhow, going back to our trips to the US. Curt and I like to give them an all-American cultural experience whenever we are in the US which includes baseball games, summer camp, carnivals, dunking machines, donuts, bagels, catching lightning bugs, looking for Cardinals and Blue Jays, spotting alligators in the lakes in Kiawah and this year a rodeo and a demolition derby. In addition to introducing our American favorite pastimes to them, we also have to teach them how to talk about it. For example, when our plane was landing in Kansas City on July 4th 2008 we had a perfectly clear day and could see everything. Terence looked out the plane's window and in his loud voice shouted to me, "Look at that baseball court mom!" I could hear heads turning wondering why the American accented boy who should be in at least his 3rd or 4th year of little league just called it a baseball 'court'. Well, that was at the beginning of our US summer trip... ;-)

Tonight (July 11, 2008) on our way home from the Sedgwick state fair (hee haw), Ali shouted from the back seat, "Mama, home now! Me tired!" It was about 9:30pm so way past her bedtime. I told her that we were on our way home (or at least Nana and Papa's) and would be there soon. I followed up with something about daddy is driving as fast as he can. Then, she shouted, "Dada, faster!" She is so funny and so expressive. It's funny to hear her bark her commands. And, when she is tired, she tells us....

This morning (June 24, 2008) as Mia was changing from her PJs to her school clothes I noticed her PJs had several holes in them. I mentioned it to Mia and suggested that maybe we just toss them in the garbage as it was so torn and damaged (plus small on her) that it wouldn't be easy to repair. Mia nodded her head in agreement but then asked me to do one favor for her. She asked, "Mama, can you please just toss them after I go to school? If I'm not here, I won't see it and then I can't get sad."

One morning while we were near Notre Dame in Paris (May 29, 2008), a group of school kids walked by where we were sitting. I heard T say to Liam, "Don't they sound like the kids at the French school?" Gee, I wonder why? haha

Two nights ago (around March 27, 2008) while Terence was getting ready for bed he said, "Mama, you know what?" He always begins his stories like this. After I asked 'what?' he proceeded by telling me the sweetest thing. He said, "I really like being a kid". I have no idea where this came from or why it occured to him at this point but I think it was really sweet. I know earlier in the evening his stomach was hurting him a bit and I was nurturing and taking care of him. I think maybe that is why he decided that being a kid and having a mom (and dad) take care of him when he needed it was okay!

Mia woke up crying 2 mornings ago. She was actually whimpering. I gently stroked her back and kissed her face while whispering in her ear "Mia, you're dreaming. Wake up. It's okay. I'm here. It's mama and I'm here". I repeated these soothing words over and over until she half opened her eyes and started mumbling. I leaned in to try and hear her better. I asked her what was upsetting her. She then said a bit more clearly, "The Easter Bunny pulled my hair!" Oh no. Poor Mia. "Why did the Easter Bunny pull your hair?". "He came in through the bedroom door and pulled my hair while I was sleeping in bed!" I reassured her that the Easter Bunny would NEVER do such a thing. I explained how gentle and giving good ole EB is. However, this morning (2 days later) she asked me how many 'night-nights' until Easter. I told her it was 2 weeks away (aka about 14 night-nights away). She then looked relieved and then asked me if she could get her hair cut short!!

I've been wanting to add another funny Mia quote that occurred over our New Year's (Dec 2007/Jan 2008) ski holiday. One night when Mia was having trouble falling asleep she crawled in between Curt and I as we were still awake talking. She explained that she couldn't fall asleep so we told her she could stay in our bed until she did. She closed her eyes for a couple of minutes and then started smacking herself in the head with both hands. I asked her what she was doing and she replied that she couldn't get it to stop. Curt and I were confused and asked her to elaborate. She said, 'I can't get the voices in my head to stop'. It was so funny as I immediately knew it was her thinking that was in her head. Curt asked her what the 'voices' were saying and she said it sounded like 'blah, blah, blah, blah, blah'. Curt couldn't resist by saying that he knew the feeling!

Last week (January 10, 2008) Mia came with me to the Indian Embassy in Budapest to pick up Curt's and my passports with Indian visas. She always makes me laugh as she's full of questions but never discreet. One of those kids that have to announce to an entire room that she has to go to the bathroom - even though she's only talking to me. While at the Indian Embassy she looked around at this new environment taking everything in. She had so many questions, "Mommy, what's that for?" or "Why is that over there?" She then noticed two paintings. At about the same time as she noticed them one of the consulates sat down next to her and said 'hi'. She returned the gesture with a shy 'hi' and then turned back to me to ask me who those people are in that painting. I had no clue and didn't want to embarrass myself in front of this Indian embassy employee. So, I asked him if he could answer my daughter's question. He looked at her and said, "That's our president". So then I showed Mia the map of India and told her that was the country we were going to. She returned her attention to the man and the woman in the painting and asked who the woman was assuming it was the man who was the president (reminder - she's still not 5 years old). The nice man had to explain that it was the woman who was the president and the man was the prime minister. Then Mia had to ask why the president had the red dot on her forehead and the prime minister had the pretty blue scarf (turban) on his head. She then saw a statue of Ghandi and asked me who he was. I knew that answer but had trouble explaining in 5 year old language why he was so famous. On and on and on she went... She had all the employees listening and entertained as not only was she interested but she was extremely complimentary. Many kids would say, 'that's weird or strange' but Mia found it all interesting and beautiful. They loved that she thought the turban was pretty, the red dot looked nice on the president and in another very Indian photo the traditionally dressed Indian woman looked so pretty with her gold bangles, henna covered hands, and gold outfit. Phew, I was on the edge of my seat nervous she would say something that might not be so kind. Instead she left them all with a smile on their faces and a very proud mom!

Yesterday (Nov 23, 2007) Terence came up to me and said, "Mom, I know America is one of the newest countries in the world but which is the oldest?" I said, "I'm not really sure but what do you think?" This kid is too much. He replied, "I'm not sure either but I would guess China." Not sure if this is right or wrong but it amazes me that he can even come up with something that is a really good guess. Will google it tonight for sure! If anyone knows, please send me the answer.

Last night (Oct 19, 2007) Terence asked me the loaded question: Do we come back to earth after we die? We spent a long time after the girls went to bed talking about it. I explained how different people believed different things and what I believe is that we do. He then asked me if we'd still come back as a family. I realized he had tears in his eyes with worry that he'd have to be part of another family so I answered 'yes'.

Terence asked me the other day why so many ants were eating our tree. He asked how they got onto our property when we have a fence all around it.

In first grade Terence is working on days of the week and months of the year. I asked him to recite what he's learned in French. After he said the days of the week perfectly I asked if he knew them in English. He couldn't think of them but suddenly I heard Mia's voice without hesitation say, 'Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday... etc'

Ali's word of the day was purple yesterday. Okay, so it didn't really sound like purple but it did sound like 'poopoa'. We were both wearing purple shirts and I pointed it out to her. That's how she repeated it after me.

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