I am guilty of this.. have not been blogging for the past dunno how many months, since I lost some 20 over entries...
Kids kids... they grow up too fast.. Dylan is already a year old and Rachel is three years old. We celebrated Rachel's third birthday in June. I decided to hold a bbq this time round instead and spend the whole day preparing chicken wings, curry vegetables, potato salad, sangria etc etc.. it was quite a lot of fun but things would have gone better if there were more helping hands.. It was definitely not easy with a koala baby! Rachel had quite a lot of fun that she repeatedly request for bbqs.. hee hee...
For Dylan's birthday which just past, we had a simple dinner with my mum and dad at tung loks..Decided not to have a cake as miL is a firm believer that one should not celebrate birthdays twice. It was quite funny when wai po thank Dylan for the birthday treat! We also held a little birthday party for Dylan on 7 September 2009. I prepared nuggets, chicken drumlets, drinks, french bean salad, while my MIL prepared fried bee hoon and chicken.. it was a simple yet cosy party with the kids having fun with the Wii..
Dylan can already crawl very fast, have six teeth, can call Ah ma very accurately, calls mummy Ah mum, calls papa, able to climb down the bed... is very affectionate, especially towards mummy! Sadly tonight is the first night that my boy will not be sleeping beside me (no nursing tonight as well) as I have to stay over for work.. sniff sniff..
Rachel is totally diaper free for about a month now! Mummy is so proud of you Rachel! She is also starting to dislike her I can read classes.. I manage to find out that she was scolded by Teacher Veron for runnng around in class.. now she tells me that she wants to go for music class instead.. I also notice that she has a gift for drawing.. she can draw faces pretty well.. :)
We also just hired a domestic helper.. darling hubby is getting thinner by the day with all the housework that he has to manage, so we decided to outsource this part of our life, hopefully to free up more time for rest and kids.
Me... something exciting is going to happen in my life. I shall not divulge the secret.. but it is a dream come true... thank god for this.. :)
and lastly something to look forward to, the four of us are taking a vacation to sentosa this weekend... I need a break..
Thursday, September 24, 2009
Sunday, May 3, 2009
Kids sick
The past 2 weeks have been quite tiring. Dylan was suffering from a really bad cough and could not sleep at night. Soon after he got better, Rachel was down with fever. Just when I was joking with my colleagues that things were going back to "normal operation", Dylan's temperature went up again and he had diarhoeaa. We are that he must be allergic to the ginseng powder which I used to make ginseng chicken soup. And Rachel's dry cough got worse especially after Daddy ordered a large glass of orange juice with no ice at ichiban sushi for her. Her temperature went up to 37.8 in the middle of the night with a really bad cough.
We need to get an outdoor life.. Less shopping malls, more parks, less TV, more outdoor activities!!
We need to get an outdoor life.. Less shopping malls, more parks, less TV, more outdoor activities!!
Saturday, May 2, 2009
Hubby's language of love
My hubby is a strange creature. He does not tell me that he loves me when I am working, reading, watching tv, feeding his son, reading a book to his daughter. He looks especially happy and indicates his affection for me only when I am doing housework, cleaning, sweeping, cooking, washing and tidying up the house. From the book, the language of love, there are six types of love languages.
I feel very loved when hubby brings me to go pak tor, for movies, nice meals (instead of lamenting how expensive the meals cost - he will order the cheapest item on the menu, making me feel guilty that I am squandering all the money away!). An occasional gift of handbag or wallet or diamonds will be nice (get the hint daddy!). Just as hubby feels very loved when I contribute to the household chores.
That's why we cannot get a maid, otherwise he will fall for the maid in no time.
I feel very loved when hubby brings me to go pak tor, for movies, nice meals (instead of lamenting how expensive the meals cost - he will order the cheapest item on the menu, making me feel guilty that I am squandering all the money away!). An occasional gift of handbag or wallet or diamonds will be nice (get the hint daddy!). Just as hubby feels very loved when I contribute to the household chores.
That's why we cannot get a maid, otherwise he will fall for the maid in no time.
Another milestone in toilet training
Rachel has been able to indicate her desire to wee wee in the middle of the night and nap for two consecutive times. Think this is indeed worth a small celebration. :) Hope she'll be 100% diaper free soon.
Trapped in Lift
After our "late" night shopping at Jurong Point yesterday evening, we were extremely eagar to get home immediately as it is way past Dylan and Rachels' feed time and bed time.
We entered the lift at around 10.20 pm. Within two seconds, we felt a jerk as the lift came to an abrupt stop from the initial acceleration. We were trapped in the lift with another couple with a small boy about the age of Rachel, together with our NTUC trolley and stroller.
The little boy began to cry but his mother was calm and cheerful and assured him that rescue is on the way. She pressed the bell to request for immediate help.
In the first 10 minutes, everyone including Dylan were comfortable but it soon got a little hot. I noticed that Dylan was starting to perspire and he began to fuss. I can't blame him as it is one hour past his bedtime.
We were lucky to have a cheerful lady together to liven up the atmosphere. She seems more concerned buying 4D than to be concerned about being trapped in the lift. They also noticed that Rachel had a spiral at her forehead similar to her son. Coincidentally, they had the same birthdates as well on the 10/6/2006. What are the chances of being trapped in the lift with someone born on the same day with this unique "spiral" on the forehead?
Maybe it is God's way of telling me that it is time to buy 4D? What shall I buy? Their birthdates?
Ps: Rachel, I am blogging this entry so that in case this little becomes your boyfriend in the future, you would know that you have met him in Jurong Point lift when you were 3 years old.
We entered the lift at around 10.20 pm. Within two seconds, we felt a jerk as the lift came to an abrupt stop from the initial acceleration. We were trapped in the lift with another couple with a small boy about the age of Rachel, together with our NTUC trolley and stroller.
The little boy began to cry but his mother was calm and cheerful and assured him that rescue is on the way. She pressed the bell to request for immediate help.
In the first 10 minutes, everyone including Dylan were comfortable but it soon got a little hot. I noticed that Dylan was starting to perspire and he began to fuss. I can't blame him as it is one hour past his bedtime.
We were lucky to have a cheerful lady together to liven up the atmosphere. She seems more concerned buying 4D than to be concerned about being trapped in the lift. They also noticed that Rachel had a spiral at her forehead similar to her son. Coincidentally, they had the same birthdates as well on the 10/6/2006. What are the chances of being trapped in the lift with someone born on the same day with this unique "spiral" on the forehead?
Maybe it is God's way of telling me that it is time to buy 4D? What shall I buy? Their birthdates?
Ps: Rachel, I am blogging this entry so that in case this little becomes your boyfriend in the future, you would know that you have met him in Jurong Point lift when you were 3 years old.
Sunday, April 19, 2009
Rachel's Kindness
I recently read in the papers that toddlers often show acts of kindness and concern which I could not agree more.
Whenever I said "ouch!", I would hear a little voice of concern,"Are you okay, Mummy?"
Today, Rachel demonstrated her desire to share. While eating her delicious curry puff, she decided to share with Dylan. "Mummy, I feed Dylan curry puff." Before I can do anything, I heard a cough and saw Dylan face turned red with eyes tearing. I don't know if I should feel happy or angry. But Rachel has since been educated that Dylan cannot take oily stuff.
Whenever I said "ouch!", I would hear a little voice of concern,"Are you okay, Mummy?"
Today, Rachel demonstrated her desire to share. While eating her delicious curry puff, she decided to share with Dylan. "Mummy, I feed Dylan curry puff." Before I can do anything, I heard a cough and saw Dylan face turned red with eyes tearing. I don't know if I should feel happy or angry. But Rachel has since been educated that Dylan cannot take oily stuff.
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