The little girl woke up immediately when her mother asked her to. It was very different from the usual mornings where she'd give the "I'm sleepy" excuse and continue to sleep. Today was different because of her favourite activity in school. Her mother said, "Got water play today" and she's up.
In school, when it was time to change into her swimming suit, she didn't take off her underwear. She just wore her suit on top of it. So after her water play, she didn't wear any underwear as there wasn't any clean and dry one in her bag.
When her mother fetched her from school, she told her mother that she wasn't wearing any underwear. Her mother was shocked. The little girl explained that it got wet when she went for water play. And her mother was still shocked. How come the little girl is so blur? It's not the first time she wore her swimming suit or go for a 'swim'. So why did she think that this time she needed to wear her underwear underneath her suit? The mother is still very confused. :-|
Thursday, March 06, 2008
An Award & A Tag
Forever Friends Award
Thank you, Wen for this friendship ball.
Prettiest Mom Tag
I got this from MummyInVain. As different bloggers have done it differently, I've decided to use the original version.
Before I was a Mom
I never tripped over toys or forgot words to a lullaby.
I didn't worry whether or not my plants were poisonous.
I never thought about immunizations.
Before I was a Mom
I had never been puked on.
Pooped on.
Chewed on.
Peed on.
I had complete control of my mind and my thoughts.
I slept all night.
Before I was a Mom
I never held down a screaming child so doctors could do tests or give shots.
I never looked into teary eyes and cried.
I never got gloriously happy over a simple grin.
I never sat up late hours at night watching a baby sleep.
Before I was a Mom
I never held a sleeping baby just because I didn't want to put her down.
I never felt my heart break into a million pieces when I couldn't stop the hurt.
I never knew that something so small could affect my life so much.
I never knew that I could love someone so much.
I never knew I would love being a Mom.
Before I was a Mom
I didn't know the feeling of having my heart outside my body.
I didn't know how special it could feel to feed a hungry baby.
I didn't know that bond between a mother and her child.
I didn't know that something so small could make me feel so important and happy.
Before I was a Mom
I had never gotten up in the middle of the night every 10 minutes to make sure all was okay.
I had never known the warmth, the joy, the love, the heartache, the wonderment or the satisfaction of being a Mom.
I didn't know I was capable of feeling so much, before I was a Mom.
The first chain of tag :
1. Lovelymummy
2. Pek Imm
3. Momisodes
4. Ling that’s me
5. Janicepa
6. AnnieQ
7. Allthingspurple
8. Montessorimum
9. clumsy mommy
10. Sandra
11. KittyCat
12. VivianZ
13. Sweetpea
14. Sasha
15. Giddy Tiger
16. Wen
17. Jo-N
18. Janice Ng
19. BlurTing
20. ViEmwk
21. Cookingmomster
22. Dancing Queen
23. Eternity
24. MummyInVain
25. Slavemom
Here's to all the pretty mommies out there.
Thank you, Wen for this friendship ball.Prettiest Mom Tag
I got this from MummyInVain. As different bloggers have done it differently, I've decided to use the original version.
Before I was a Mom
I never tripped over toys or forgot words to a lullaby.
I didn't worry whether or not my plants were poisonous.
I never thought about immunizations.
Before I was a Mom
I had never been puked on.
Pooped on.
Chewed on.
Peed on.
I had complete control of my mind and my thoughts.
I slept all night.
Before I was a Mom
I never held down a screaming child so doctors could do tests or give shots.
I never looked into teary eyes and cried.
I never got gloriously happy over a simple grin.
I never sat up late hours at night watching a baby sleep.
Before I was a Mom
I never held a sleeping baby just because I didn't want to put her down.
I never felt my heart break into a million pieces when I couldn't stop the hurt.
I never knew that something so small could affect my life so much.
I never knew that I could love someone so much.
I never knew I would love being a Mom.
Before I was a Mom
I didn't know the feeling of having my heart outside my body.
I didn't know how special it could feel to feed a hungry baby.
I didn't know that bond between a mother and her child.
I didn't know that something so small could make me feel so important and happy.
Before I was a Mom
I had never gotten up in the middle of the night every 10 minutes to make sure all was okay.
I had never known the warmth, the joy, the love, the heartache, the wonderment or the satisfaction of being a Mom.
I didn't know I was capable of feeling so much, before I was a Mom.
The first chain of tag :
1. Lovelymummy
2. Pek Imm
3. Momisodes
4. Ling that’s me
5. Janicepa
6. AnnieQ
7. Allthingspurple
8. Montessorimum
9. clumsy mommy
10. Sandra
11. KittyCat
12. VivianZ
13. Sweetpea
14. Sasha
15. Giddy Tiger
16. Wen
17. Jo-N
18. Janice Ng
19. BlurTing
20. ViEmwk
21. Cookingmomster
22. Dancing Queen
23. Eternity
24. MummyInVain
25. Slavemom
Here's to all the pretty mommies out there.
Tuesday, March 04, 2008
First Weekend In March
Saturday
In the morning, while I was 'busy' at the computer, PaPa let XY play with bubbles at the house compound. XY blew bubbles while CE tried to catch them. He even tried to blow the bubbles that have dropped onto the floor. He sat down on the wet floor (it rained that morning) and blew with all his might. PaPa just let him be coz he's already dirty and wet. Just change his clothes later.
At night, we had dinner at a Korean restaurant in Sri Petaling. It's located on the top floor of a Chinese restaurant. I find that the ventilation isn't very good but we still patronise them coz the food is quite good and it isn't too far. It's better if it's an open air restaurant as it's rather smoky when they barbeque the meat. I know there're some open air Korean restaurants in Ampang. But we're not the type that'll travel far just for a meal.
For brunch, we went to Puchong (Yap Chuan Restaurant) for bak kut teh. Coincidentally they were featured in Taste With Jason on tv that night for their famous dried bkt. After that, we headed to Sunway Pyramid as Kakak wanted to buy a digital camera. We bought that for her as part of her bonus.
As the kids (especially CE) were fussing coz they've skipped their afternoon nap, we decided to leave early instead of staying on for dinner. And we had a simple dinner at home.
In the morning, while I was 'busy' at the computer, PaPa let XY play with bubbles at the house compound. XY blew bubbles while CE tried to catch them. He even tried to blow the bubbles that have dropped onto the floor. He sat down on the wet floor (it rained that morning) and blew with all his might. PaPa just let him be coz he's already dirty and wet. Just change his clothes later.
At night, we had dinner at a Korean restaurant in Sri Petaling. It's located on the top floor of a Chinese restaurant. I find that the ventilation isn't very good but we still patronise them coz the food is quite good and it isn't too far. It's better if it's an open air restaurant as it's rather smoky when they barbeque the meat. I know there're some open air Korean restaurants in Ampang. But we're not the type that'll travel far just for a meal.
~ The rice tasted much better than it looks. I forgot
to take the picture before mixing them up. ~
For brunch, we went to Puchong (Yap Chuan Restaurant) for bak kut teh. Coincidentally they were featured in Taste With Jason on tv that night for their famous dried bkt. After that, we headed to Sunway Pyramid as Kakak wanted to buy a digital camera. We bought that for her as part of her bonus.
As the kids (especially CE) were fussing coz they've skipped their afternoon nap, we decided to leave early instead of staying on for dinner. And we had a simple dinner at home.
Message In A Bottle Meme
I've been royally tagged by Mimi Queen of Memes.
Here are the rules:
You are about to send a virtual Message In a Bottle across the Blog Ocean. Leave a message in the sand or on the bottle. Write anything you wish. Be a pirate or a poet. Serious or silly. Anonymous or not.
What message would you like to send out to the universe?
1. Compose a message to place in your virtual bottle
2. Right click and Save the graphic below
3. Use a graphics program of your choice to place the message on the picture
4. Post the meme and these rules on your blog
5. Return your "Message In a Bottle" to me via email ~ mimiwrites2005 at yahoo.com, sign the Mr. Linky below and leave a comment HERE telling me you've finished. IF YOU WANT YOUR MESSAGE TO BE ANONYMOUS PLEASE SAY SO.
6. Tag a minimum of five people - or your entire blogroll - to do the same. Notify them of the tag.
Your virtual bottle will remain afloat in the blogosphere ocean for all blogernity (That's a Mimism for blog + eternity.) I will add it to the master list of message bottles. Participation is optional.
And this is my message:
Here are the rules:
You are about to send a virtual Message In a Bottle across the Blog Ocean. Leave a message in the sand or on the bottle. Write anything you wish. Be a pirate or a poet. Serious or silly. Anonymous or not.
What message would you like to send out to the universe?
1. Compose a message to place in your virtual bottle
2. Right click and Save the graphic below
3. Use a graphics program of your choice to place the message on the picture
4. Post the meme and these rules on your blog
5. Return your "Message In a Bottle" to me via email ~ mimiwrites2005 at yahoo.com, sign the Mr. Linky below and leave a comment HERE telling me you've finished. IF YOU WANT YOUR MESSAGE TO BE ANONYMOUS PLEASE SAY SO.
6. Tag a minimum of five people - or your entire blogroll - to do the same. Notify them of the tag.
Your virtual bottle will remain afloat in the blogosphere ocean for all blogernity (That's a Mimism for blog + eternity.) I will add it to the master list of message bottles. Participation is optional.And this is my message:
Monday, March 03, 2008
Friendship Chain
I received this from Hazel.
~~Begin Copy~~
This is the easy way and the fastest way to :
1. Make your Authority Technoraty explode.
2. Increase your Google Page Rank.
3. Get more traffic to your blog.
4. Makes more new friends.
Rules :
1. Start copy from "Begin Copy" until "End Copy" to your blog.
2. Put your own blog name and link.
3. Tag your friends as much as you can.
1. Picturing of Life 2. Juliana's Site 3. Hazel-My Life, My Hope, My Future 4. Slavery Bliss
~~End Copy~~
I'm passing this on to :
Healy and Dora
~~Begin Copy~~
This is the easy way and the fastest way to :
1. Make your Authority Technoraty explode.
2. Increase your Google Page Rank.
3. Get more traffic to your blog.
4. Makes more new friends.
Rules :
1. Start copy from "Begin Copy" until "End Copy" to your blog.
2. Put your own blog name and link.
3. Tag your friends as much as you can.
1. Picturing of Life 2. Juliana's Site 3. Hazel-My Life, My Hope, My Future 4. Slavery Bliss
~~End Copy~~
I'm passing this on to :
Healy and Dora
Sunday, March 02, 2008
A Tag Of Red
START COPY HERE
Here are the rules:
1. Post YOUR photo wearing red, may it be a red top, bottom, the least would be red accessories if you hate wearing red... If you can’t find one, you still have an option. Either post your Significant Other’s photo or your child’s photo, if you have one. Of course, they should be wearing red.
2. Let us know the reason why you were wearing red that particular day. Was it your birthday? Is red your fave color or was it the shirt that you first saw in your closet that day?
3. Tag 3 people close to your heart. By the way, they have to be in your blogroll. No cheating heart pleaseeeeeeee!
4. Once you’re tagged, could we please keep it going - just for this month?
END HERE.
Like Dora, I had to think so long when I got this tag. But my reason was the opposite. I can't find any suitable picture to use. So it's obvious red is not our colour. XY is into pink. Almost all her clothes are pink in colour. She has some red ones but we didn't take any pictures when she wore them. And red isn't exactly the colour for boys. But I managed to find this photo of CE in a red top. We were celebrating his first birthday in a restaurant with my in-laws. I wanted to let him wear a collared top and that was one of the few ones he had.
Is red your colour?
Hazel, Giddy Tigress & Lovelymummy
Here are the rules:
1. Post YOUR photo wearing red, may it be a red top, bottom, the least would be red accessories if you hate wearing red... If you can’t find one, you still have an option. Either post your Significant Other’s photo or your child’s photo, if you have one. Of course, they should be wearing red.
2. Let us know the reason why you were wearing red that particular day. Was it your birthday? Is red your fave color or was it the shirt that you first saw in your closet that day?
3. Tag 3 people close to your heart. By the way, they have to be in your blogroll. No cheating heart pleaseeeeeeee!
4. Once you’re tagged, could we please keep it going - just for this month?
END HERE.
*******************************************************
Like Dora, I had to think so long when I got this tag. But my reason was the opposite. I can't find any suitable picture to use. So it's obvious red is not our colour. XY is into pink. Almost all her clothes are pink in colour. She has some red ones but we didn't take any pictures when she wore them. And red isn't exactly the colour for boys. But I managed to find this photo of CE in a red top. We were celebrating his first birthday in a restaurant with my in-laws. I wanted to let him wear a collared top and that was one of the few ones he had.
~ staring at his cake ~
Is red your colour?
Hazel, Giddy Tigress & Lovelymummy
Saturday, March 01, 2008
Her Good Friend Has Gone Home
Yesterday, my BIL’s maid went home to Indonesia for good. My maid and theirs have become very good friends as they meet quite often. When we went back to PIL’s house together, they slept in the same room. We’d “baby-sit” the maids for each other when either of our families are out of town. So they’ve spent quite a lot of time together and have become rather close.
BIL wanted to extend her contract but her husband didn’t allow her to continue. She had no choice but to turn down the offer. It’s really not easy to get good and reliable maids these days. And she’s highly educated too (till SPM level). It’s really a hassle to get a new one. Have to get used to a new person and train her all over again.
Before they left for the airport, we went over to bid her farewell. We shook hands and hugged each other. Seeing her in tears made my eyes teary too. As for the 2 friends, I can see that they were parting with heavy hearts. I told my maid that good friends don’t come by often and if she really cherishes the friendship, then continue to keep in touch when they’re both back in their home country.
I’m wondering how it’d be like when mine goes back end of this month. CE is too young to know what’s happening but XY is one emotional girl. When we left hubby’s hometown without Kakak during CNY, they were already crying uncontrollably when saying their goodbyes. Now I’m thinking if it’s a good idea for the kids to send her off at the airport or just say goodbye at home. Whether it’s at home or the airport, must get ready lots of tissue papers.
BIL wanted to extend her contract but her husband didn’t allow her to continue. She had no choice but to turn down the offer. It’s really not easy to get good and reliable maids these days. And she’s highly educated too (till SPM level). It’s really a hassle to get a new one. Have to get used to a new person and train her all over again.
Before they left for the airport, we went over to bid her farewell. We shook hands and hugged each other. Seeing her in tears made my eyes teary too. As for the 2 friends, I can see that they were parting with heavy hearts. I told my maid that good friends don’t come by often and if she really cherishes the friendship, then continue to keep in touch when they’re both back in their home country.
I’m wondering how it’d be like when mine goes back end of this month. CE is too young to know what’s happening but XY is one emotional girl. When we left hubby’s hometown without Kakak during CNY, they were already crying uncontrollably when saying their goodbyes. Now I’m thinking if it’s a good idea for the kids to send her off at the airport or just say goodbye at home. Whether it’s at home or the airport, must get ready lots of tissue papers.
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