My Poor Mommy, Im Sorry

My poor Mommy had gotten the sicko virus from me... a mild one. Doc said, adults usually will not get unless their immune system is pretty low at then. Immune system can be low if the adult is stressed up too, doc said. So she got the virus from me during her most stressful period (without maid, plus looking after the sickly child, which is me)... Talking about a mild one, hers is a very painful experience... She cannot walk for too long, her feet pain as if needles prickling her... Her palms are painful but no choice gotta do housework still. Her throat with only that few ulcers though; when she swallow saliva (not to mention even eat anything down her throat), she has to hold back her tears as she let the saliva/water/food flow through her throat...

Both Mommy & myself experienced the same symptoms... Started all with high fever, up and down and never subsides... the moment you missed the fever medicine for that few minutes, fever rose up again. Then next day comes the throat, painful like ***hell*** with multiple ulcers... then little red spots appeared on palms/soles/arms/legs. For me, mine only a few on my soles and many on my laps. Mommy suffered quite alot... palms where the fingers are and soles... all swelling.

Mommy, you have to recover soon!

Im sick again...

More details to follow.

Growing up soon...

As I grow older, I am more conscious of my surroundings; things around me; am able to express my wants and needs somehow. Usually, I will tell Mom "I want to play toys". So I will hold Mommy's hand and ask her to accompany me throughout... Though it can sometimes be quite boring, but Mom tries to tell herself - this is the stage now when she will never have it again, the stage when Im still so innocently cute; talking back is still not my forte yet and my occasional smiles to Mommy when she starts to join in the fun of playing toys with me.

As Im still young, am still very attached to Mommy. She wondered; will it still be the same when Iam a teenager? She had seen many examples from her colleagues. There are some Moms out there whom are already "isolated" with their teenagers (ironic part is, their kids were so sticky to them when they are much younger)...

Today, Mom came across an article that says, "Does your kid respect you because of fear?"
A kid was being interviewed and asked, "Why do you respect your Father?"
Kid answered "I respect my Father because he respects my Mother."
"What makes u think so?" Interviewer asked.

"Because I can see that my Mother does respects my Father very much as well"

Again, role modelling is very important to children. Mommy hopes to be my role model and I will still be as close to her even when Im a father myself (keeping my fingers crossed, I hope & pray so)

Not cooking

As we are maidless for these few weeks, Mom has not been cooking all this while. We had been eating "outside food" for dinner... Well, I still enjoyed the food as well. Nice food, really. I specifically love the lemon fried fish which is extremely delicious. I would leave it to the last to finish after all my rice. See how enjoyable I seems to be.

Be a sport

Im learning sports!! Errrm, Mom wants me to be in either the Squash Team or Tennis Team in my future Primary School. For a start, I join in the fun as Daddy played Table Tennis with kor-kor... So nice and I seemed to be enjoying more than them.

To be sporty is one of the reason, but more for healthy purposes...and to build up my stamina since am so skinny.

Let's hope I am a sports person when I grow older. So, let's get trained since young!

Maidless for the few weeks...

My poor Mommy has to work like a cow for the next few weeks as our maid decides to go back Indonesia...
So, we all very tied up with housework... will blog by next week once everything gets settled...

Ball-oons

Mom didnt know that a ballon can bring so much joy to me... Just by myself, I can play the balloon non-stop for a good few minutes. Perhaps, it can float and bounce for a while. So that somehow fascinated me... Wooh, I wish I will be in a mini house full of small balloons. The next time, Mom will bring me to downtown east to the "playground full of small balls" instead. She is rather sure I will like it though... Balls or balloons, accompany almost every child in their childhood..

Running about...

I prefer to walk by myself; explore the world and see interesting sightings around... But Mom didnt allow me to be too "independent" at outdoors since am still too young... But if we are in a safe area/zone where roads/carparks are nowhere to be seen, yes, I am roamed about freely within that zone or if I have the company of a grown-up kid... Mom took a video; to reveal the excitement & happiness in me as I run about "freely" without being constrained to my stroller...

Mirror Image

Imitating, learning to speak after Mommy & Daddy are my forte right now. As Mom has very dry eyes (since age is catching up with her as well), she needs to wear her specs after she reached home from work. As I looked; how Mommy puts on her specs, I begin to ask for "my specs" as well. I put them on happily and smile to the camera. Yes, I started to learn - to smile when Mommy takes snap shots of me.. It was tough at the very beginning as I didnt know what is photography all about. Now, somehow - I just knew it. To smile and see the flash light, the next thing is to look at the camera screen to see how I look like in the picture...

Last week, Mom was on 2-day course with NTUC Learning HUB on effective communication. She learnt that communication with our children is also very important especially to toddlers because of "Mirror Image". The word Mirror Image strikes Mom's mind and immediately, she pictured herself screaming on top of her voice at me, using the cane to hit my palm (though not often but enough...), smacking my butts - all these had made her done some self-reflection... She tried not to nowadays even though am getting neughtier each day... Sometimes I would just purposely pull something down, spill the water, etc... and even shouted... Okay, Mom will try to be more patient but carefully in order not to spoil me. Sometimes, its just hard to control and she will just let out her anger... As it is, my temper is bad enough, she wouldnt want me to like her... mirror image.

Kim Gary

We went to KIM GARY Restaurant today for a good lunch. Yesterday, Mom was about to lunch with her colleagues at the same place. But they changed their minds at the very last minute. Anyway, we had Spicy Noodles, Pork Chop & Chicken Chop Baked Rice, French Toast and some soups to go with. Pretty good food. I enjoyed the toast and soup very much, too bad the portion is too little for me though.

I love spongeBOB

I dun seem to like Barney just like Mom.. If I happen to flip my book and spot Barney, I will say, "Beat you, Barney!" On the contrary, if I know its spongebob on the TV (by just hearing their theme song), I will dance along with the song and said, "Bob Bob!!".

Havin said this, Sponge BOB is a piece of sponge and I like to use a piese of cloth to clean here and there... so probably we do "match" somehow. Today, I requested a cloth to clean the windows for Mom as I spotted some dirt/dust. And that also tells Mom, that our maid is not up to the standard (again).

Well, I even showed Mom the dirt!

Apart from cleaning, I also took it out on my ABC mat..

Using my towel

Being just nosey or independent; but I attempted to dry myself with towel every after bath. I will tell Mom, "Mommy, I help you dry my body..." As I am not good at expressing myself yet, what I meant should be - I wanted to lend a helping hand to my Mommy, to dry myself instead of her doing it for me everytime... (hopefully). As I dry myself, I will mumbled like, "dry my body"... "dry my hair", "dry my face"..."dry my private part"... etc. Mom used to do this so all these are merely just imitations. At this stage, mirror images will come in. Whatever the adults do, we (children) will follow suit. So, its important Mom & Dad set a very good example for us. Not an easy task though, as sometimes they just cannot control their emotions and break out by scolding us like hell.

Mozzie --Sshh

BY the look of it, we all know this is a suer irritating creature. And well, I am probably one of their favourites preys.. On certain occasions, I get poked by them and seriously, the bite is always somewhat "posionous" as it will swell up to the extreme. Just like recently, this small little bite swell up on my neck & leg, as if I have some kind of a BIG lump.. I was taken to my doc and prescribed with some med and cream.


Initially, Mom wanted to use some anti-mozzie cream but she hesitated. Somehow, she feels skeptical about it and decides not to. So, bites will come and go I guess. Suspecting I got bitten at home and should be in the maid's room. ****Sigh****

Mooncake Festival

Its another Mooncake/Lantern Festival again... a day where we indulge ourselves into mooncakes, totally forgotten all about slimming & keeping fit. Mom is one of them.. She loves mooncakes and as usual, she bought the same from Regent this year and Sheration Towers.








Few days ago, Mrs Borhan reminded Mom to bring my lantern to school as we will be parading with our lanterns on a Friday afternoon (which is yesterday). Yesterday morning, I couldnt wait any longer but took out the lantern and played with the "bulb" instead.

Sad to say, I was only excited for a day and today, am no longer interested in the lantern anymore. In fact, Im more fascinated by the blinking ever-changing lights of the bulb; which Mom definitely wont allow me to play with... So it was kept somewhere.

Anyway, Im probably too young to either realise the fun behind it or simply put, has more interest on the other parts of the lantern while other kids were happily playing with their colourful and fanciful lanterns.

Children's Day

No doubt this is my 2nd year of Children's Day, I only celebrated this year in school (childcare) and with my family. When Mom went to pick me up from school yesterday, I had a huge Goodie Bag filled with food, pressies, etc...




















I was too excited; as I came out from the school, I pulled out one packet of cheezeballs & asked Mom to open it. Teachers standing at the door was smiling at this amusing scene. Somehow, it raked up some of Mommy's childhood memories whereby, she used to receive children's day gift from teachers every year from Junior School (Kindergarden to Primary 6)...Once she graduated from Children's Day, Youth Day will be the following "kids day" she had then.

Children's Day is a public holiday for all schools and some of the childcare centres are closed as well. So, we went for a good lunchie this day at Marche.

We had a great time eating & I have my own set meal.

Something to share...

Our New Car

Yesterday, we went to order our very own car, a simple sedan car and Im gonna have my very own seat.. Haa..

Mom intends to do a child lock on the left side of the car door, since I like to play with the door so much... thats the dangerous part. Anyway, I would say this is supposingly a good and cheap decent family car probably in town for now. We are quite pleased with our choice.

This will be the colour of our car, ready in late Oct.

As Daddy proceeds the documentation with the dealer, I was havin fun in one of its sport series..

Dun like photoshots

Mom likes to take picture of me but usually Im not really co-operative enough. I will fidget here and there and even attempted to take over the camera from Mom.. Basically, Im only interested in seeing photos and videos from Handphones but I dun want to be part of them.

Obviously until now, I have no idea that the baby in Mom's Handphone are just me, this little rascal. Probably in the months to come, I will pose for nicer pictures.

I want a bigger bolster

Once in a blue moon, I will take Mommy's bolster to hug and sleep. Just now, I made a request to Mommy asking for her bolster (in fact this bolster was put as a spare on my bed, in case I start to "fight" with Mommy over a bolster). So she handed this bolster to me and complained, "Mommy has no bolster now after you'ver taken this"... I stared at Mommy for a good 1 min and exclaimed, "There Mommy, your bolster!" with my finger pointing at Mommy's bed.


No doubt this statement did hit her for awhile; but Mom thought to herself - Ray is not that blur afterall.

So sometimes, there is really no room for lies as eventually they will come back parents like us...

I love my milk

Not sure if this is out of fun or do I really love my milk so much... Last weekend, we went to buy milk powder. Right after payment, I stopped the cashier from putting the can of milk powder into a plastic bag. I yelled at the top of my voice, demanded to take the can of powder by myself... So throughout the whole journey from the shop to home, I was carrying this can of milk powder... Imagine the pairs of eyes staring at me, all amused by the sight of it, cant help but to giggle at me. Of course they must be wondering - why did this weirdo Mommy allow her own son to carry such a heavy can of milk powder...

Anyway, Mom chose to let me have my way rather than leaving me bawling on the streets, yelling for milk and at the end of the day Mommy get herself all frustrated and upset for nothing...


Looking at me as I made my way back home; having this "gigantic" can in my arms happily... dun think Mom will ever bother the critics from the public...

Flashcards

The flashcards which Mom had bought finally came to a good use. I started to get "addicted" to it. Every now and then, I took them out and showed one card after another to Mommy. Actually, I am not attracted to the pictures on the cards but rather the alphabets. Everytime Mom placed the card with picture facing up, I will flip the card back to the alphabet side and place them on the floor. So does it mean I will be a man with words of wisdom.... Wahahaahaaa...



Anyway, Mom started to speak proper clear English to me. She will not say no to correct me but rather speak the right pronounciation or correct phrase after me; irregardless if I had pronounced it wrongly or used the wrong word... This is what she had learnt from one of the parenting books. By saying "No, it should be..." will discourage a toddler like me. By speaking the right word over and over again to me; eventually it will go right into my mind, stored in a "hard disk drive" for good correspondence with people. Hope this provides some good advice to the Mommies out there.

Pose for a shoot

Honestly, it's never easy to take pictures of me ever since my hyperactive days started... So, Mom starts her "training" by showing me pictures every after photoshoots of me. Well, this way I will be more "eager" to pose, smile as I am always looking forward to every effect of the picture. So at the end of the day, it makes it easier and faster for Mom to take snap shots rather than, keep sayin, "Ray, look here, smile... see...etc.." Most of the times, I cant be bothered what she is talking about...

French Fries

As mentioned before, No more highchairs and even if I do sit on a highchair, it wun be long... I'll get impatient and try to stand up and eventually ways and means to escape from my seat... But if I am given a proper seat at a restaurant or cafe, things would have been a little bit more gentle...

My passion for fried foods... wow... no one can ever imagine. Its not good as Mom knows but it pains her heart when I was not given the food which I yearn to eat... so she relented eventually.

One of my hot favorites will be French Fries... Everytime, Mom will place them neatly on a piece of serviette; brush off the excessive salt and "blow" to cool them down; ensure they are not too hot for my body... Well,.... again, heay stuffs are heaty afterall, Mom... DUH!

Kiss Mommy

Mommy got some bruises on her knee; I spotted them right away. The next moment, I "sayang" (touched gently with tender loving care) her knee and kissed on the bruise... This really surprised Mom and she was really dumbfounded at this sight... I asked Mom, "xxxxxx blah blah blah, Okay?" No doubt she knows nuts about where my words were leading to, but she guess I must be saying something "okay, now that I had kissed you, you must have felt better yeah..."

Birthday SONG

Since so many of my scholmates celebrated their birthdays in school, not only the "goodie baf" (gift pack) excites me but I grow a liking towards birthday song and like to sing along whenever I see a BIG Round cake with all the decor.. that makes it look like a Birthday Cake. Of course I didnt have a good pronounciation still and Mom is trying to correct this part...

As time passes by, Mom can see the tremendous growth in me... Once upon a time, I was still a tiny little baby. Then, I went through my 1st grand birthday followed by a simple yet memorable 2nd birthday... From little cries to babbles and now, simple short phrases... I started speak not only English and Mandarin (Chinese Language) as well. I used numbers in English but start from "Two Three Four Five Six... etc" and the "One" in front just didnt come out from my mouth. Mom thought perhaps, I depend on the teacher/mentor whom taught me to read after her "One", which I ended up starts with "Two"...etcIn Chinese Language, I used 1, 2, 3, 4, 5...etc. Catch this video attached above. Seems be enjoying numbers very well indeed.

Adult biscuits

Not much of baby biscuits now, instead Mom bought healthy "adult" biscuits for me now. At times, I will some of Daddy's cookies... Well, somehow I started to turn baby biscuits away as well. Perhpas they are more bland since my tastebuds are getting more sensitive. Well, as long as the biscuits are healthy and full of neccesary vitamins, Mom will never hesitate to buy for me... Sometimes she would spend that few more dollars to get some premium nice cookies for me... probably spoiling me to a certain extent but which Mommy will not want their child to have the best of everything... Anyway, Im a greedy boy.. so long its delicious, I will never let it slip off. Hahahahha

Here are some delicious biscuits which Im pampered with now... Some of them are extracted from Manufacturer's websites and others from beautiful webbies...

No more highchair

I no longer like to be trapped in the stroller or babychair anymore during mealtimes; be it at home or even outdoors... Once in a blue moon, I may agree to sit on the highchair at restuarants or fastfood chains... I would prefer to sit on the bench and feel like any grown-up kid; to have my own set of meal served in front of me and eat by myself. Very often, I will make a mess out of it. So, Mom will try to feed me as much as possible since we are in the public place... Only sometimes at home, I am allowed to eat by myself... In any case, I am eating bymyself in childcare centres, so shouldnt be a major problem when it comes to ability to self-feed.

See how overjoyed I felt when I can sit at the same level as Mommy & Daddy...

No Cot No Playpen

My playpen was packed for good; to be hand down to Yee Yee... whom is tying the knot soon next year. I hope to have a little baby cousin soon. Errr, I wish to have a mei mei though so Yee Yee Work Harder!

So now I ended up sleeing on a small mattress; used to be my playpen mattress. Strangely, I do find comfort on this little pad though. Probably in time to come, Mom will buy a better mattress for me. Now, we have space constraints in our master bedroom and probably, just have to make the best out of it for the moment... How nice if we can move into a new house with a more spacious master room...

Javier's house

Mommy took leave from office yesterday and we went out with Aunty Sammi again... Yeay! (Childcare Centre closed for Teacher's Day). The next closure will be on Children's Day.

Well, of course I had a great time with Javier at his place. We played toys together and I can see Javier gave in to me very much... Probably because Im too cute to resist... Hahahaaa... Aunty Sammi had a part in this. He kept reminding Javier to give in to me and willingly; Javier did it. I feel ashamed though or perhaps Mom does. I didnt really give in much and Mom thought I should learn to share more. Seems like, I am not that "self-less" afterall and even with my own parents; I sometimes do feel reluctant to share; example my delicious biscuits...

I rode on Javier's mini car.. Initially he wanted to ride with me... but because he was being taught to share his things with friends, he rather took a box full of lego and sat on it instead (pretend the box of lego is also a mini car). As I "rode" through the house, Javier followed from behind by "riding" on his own lego box, pushing his feet to and fro in order for the box to move like a mini car... Mom was touched by this scene, by Javier's selfless character whom she knows deep down inside... that he resembles just like his Mother as well. This explains their deep friendship.

Happy Teacher's Day!

Today is 1st Sep 2009; my 1st Teacher's Day. A day for us children to thank all the teachers, not only in Primary / Secondary / Junior / University; but I would like to thank all the childcare teachers in the world - whom had taken good care of us while our Mommies/Daddies toiled hard in the outside world. It provides security to all the working mothers/fathers; they can be assured we are in good hands.

Mom used to feel very upset; when she left me (hardheartedly) crying in the childcare centre as she left for work. I did not allow anyone to carry me or even come near me. I would cling close to Mommy. Now, I still want Mommy to accompany me into the centre; stay with me for a 10 min or so... Then I will bid goodbye to Mommy with a nod to acknowledge my understanding that; she will fetch me in about 12 hours right after she knocked off. I started to enjoy the teachers' company. Whenever she comes to fetch me; I will be seen playing with Teachers happily. At least now, she can set her mind at ease in the office.