K loves having conversations. Not that we always understand what she is saying but we usually try to be encouraging and either try to verify what she is saying or simply respond by nodding.
She enjoys singing tremendously and you can always find her singing loudly or humming away, at home anyway. She has also somehow managed to string some songs together into medleys that sometimes do not make sense. But we enjoy watching and listening to her. It never fails to bring a smile to our faces.
"Plastic bag! Bottles and cans!" followed by "Beewd dup dup with iron bors" (the second verse of London Bridge which I never knew existed till now: Build it up with iron bars).
Every night before she goes to sleep, she'd start her medley of songs and talk about the day's events or even the events from weeks and months before that she recalls. She can go on and on. I usually let her cos such moments lying there talking and singing together are so precious. But after about half an hour, I would have to stop her and get her to go to sleep. So this really pushes her bed time back till about 10plus, which is a little late. Have to aim to start this wind down routine earlier.
Our Fallen Nature
On 12 Feb, I was very much saddened. When I collected her from school, I was told by the school teacher that during bath time, she told the teachers that I had said that she didn't need to wash her hair, "Mummy said no need to wash hair" was what she told her teachers. So her teachers didn't. She got what she wanted. Grrr..... I was shocked that she knew that using authority would get her what she wants. It was a time of much explaining and showing of disapproval after.
I called P up immediately when we got home and he merely said that it was our sinful nature. Yea, that may be true but when your child tells a lie for the first time, it can be quite shocking. Told my mil and she laughed. Told my dad and he was rather disapproving, shocked and remarked, "That is not good." My sentiments exactly.
Train adventure to papa's office
Decided to bring K to P's office and have dinner in the area last week. The purpose was mainly to bring her on the trains. So we had to take the LRT and then the MRT. While on the LRT, she asked, "Where windows, mummy?" So I explained that it was really crowded and not everyone had a seat so they had to stand, therefore, we don't see all the windows and what is out there. She thought about it and referring to a lady standing at the front of the LRT, she said, "Aunty block the way." Yes, the lady was blocking a window, thus, blocking the view. :)
Quite......
She has started using the word "quite". Not sure she really understands it though. She had a sip of my watermelon juice at my parents' place last nite. My dad asked her whether it was nice. She replied, "Quite nice." My dad was highly amused.
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I kissed her "painful" finger that day and when i asked her was it was she said "Better". I think V taught her to say that. So cute.
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