Another growing up experience

K has been attending childcare / school for about 7 plus months now. I've resisted buying the uniform because 1) it's ugly and 2) the smallest size still makes her look like she is wearing oversized pjs. But I finally gave in after months of gentle reminders from the school and also, I was grateful that they were trying very hard to solve the diaper abrasion issue with K. She is now being toilet trained, did I mention?

So I tried to buy the minimum number. Who knew that uniforms this tiny could cost so much? And this ugly too! The green in my opinion is quite hideous and doesn't quite go with the top. But oh well, I blame it on Jo's company / colleague who helped with the rebranding of the school, and yes, the uniform as well. You be the judge.



I had to try it on K for a start cos I knew I would probably need to do some alterations to make it fit better. She cried and wailed while I struggled to put her into the uniform. She basically just didn't want to be in it. And as expected, the skort looked more like three-quarter pants on her and were threatening to fall off if she were so much as to hop or run.

So I had to add buttons to the waistline to tighten it. Can't do much with the length so am just leaving it. I also wrote her name on each item and left it to dry on the dining table. When she saw them, she said, "Dun wan wear this." I'm certainly not going to have to fight with her again about getting into her uniform. So I sneakily packed a set in her school bag. Her teachers could have the honor of putting her in the uniform. So yesterday, it was her first time in her school uniform in school. She was mighty pleased with it and didn't want to change out of it when going to grandparents' place for dinner.





On another note, she has been very curious about things around her and has been asking many W questions.

She would suddenly realise I'm no where to be seen and go, "Mummy, ere are you?"

Then she was see me doing something and would say, "What you doing, Mummy?"

When she sees P eating, the greedy little girl would ask, "What you eating, Papa?"

And sometimes when I do something, like move things around, she would ask, "Why mummy?"

Very cute and I guess it's her way of making sense of the world. I really enjoy those moments just before she goes to bed or after she wakes when we lie in bed and have funny toddler conversations. She loves recalling her past experiences and would always ask us if we remember something.

Two nights ago, as we were lying in her bed, she held up an animal plaster (which she refused to let go of) in her hand. So I pushed her hand down and said, "Silly girl. No one sleeps with their hands up in the air" and I laughed. She laughed too and said, "Make Mummy happy." :) Yes, she certainly does with her little ways.