It was with a slight twinge of relief that Chris and I fell asleep to rather subdued Indian version of silence last night. I truly don’t know if I could do more than one truly authentic mainland Chinese New Year experience.
Today, after a lovely birthday celebration for one of Will’s friends, we strung up decorations and played outside while Chris toiled away in the kitchen to prepare for us our version of Chinese New Year feast.
Will with his Ahyee (technically his gugu but for some reason “ahyee” was the moniker that stuck).
We gave Will his Hong Bao and talked about the significance of the different foods at a traditional Chinese New Year banquet. Will was especially keen to celebrate his heritage by helping us to hang the Angry Birds CNY decorations we saved from last year. Anything that involves a hammer, nails or tape these days.
And speaking of Chinese New Year, its hard to believe that we left China nearly 10 months ago already!
Gong hay fat choi! Xin nian kuai le! May the Year of the Snake be a wonderful year for everyone.
Will doing his version of downward dog. He has, as they say, “gone native” and taken up yoga.