24 October 2010

While bathing Ben today, he decided that he needed to pee. So we had to stop the bath. Instead, I took him into the shower to rinse him off.

While drying him, he regurgitated his milk all over his towel. Had to clean him up again.

Then Peen wanted to take a pic of him naked on the mattress.

After the photo-taking session, I found a puddle on the mattress. Grrr.

At least it was a nice pic.

Kim says

This is the wallpaper on P's laptop. K, as usual, finding some reason to stall and not go to bed, looked on with interest. I think she noticed it again because P has recently cleared his laptop and it now has much fewer icons.

She asked whose hands they were. P told her that they were hers and mine when she was just a day old.

She thought for a while and asked, "Kimberley got no thumb?"

K starts using chopsticks

A little help with where to put her little fingers.



She stares at her fingers and tries to remember what she has been told.



She adjusts her fingers for greater comfort.



A little practice...picking up her hand.



Within minutes she has picked up some noodles and placed them onto the spoon.



What a look of concentration. Love the big eyes there.



I can put the noodles straight into my mouth with my chopsticks if I want



Or eat the whole spoonful of noodles.



Well done little girl.

As papa would say, you are slowly learning to be like Kungfu panda. A cartoon you must have watched at least 50 times before turning 34 months. You watched the WHOLE movie last night before bedtime. And you watched the whole movie AGAIN this morning when you woke up. You have even started quoting from the show. And in many instances throughout the day, you would make references to the movie.

1) As you were eating with your chopsticks: Kungfu panda also eat Ning Yong Bao with chopsticks. He was fighting with Shifu remember?

2) As we drive on a flyover: Remember Mantis, Viper, Tigress fight with Tai Lung on bridge?

3) With noodles sticking out of the side of her mouth: Remember Shifu also has moustache?

4)Fireworks: Remember Kungfu panda also has fireworks?

You certainly make your papa very proud.

More skirts for K

Decided that K needed more skirts. Those that would actually cover some of her thighs, instead of just her butt. I finally made two from the fabric stash that has been sitting in my fabric drawer, waiting to be transformed into something useful.

This one took me a while to do. I basically had an idea what I wanted it to look like and just went ahead to make it. Trial and error.



This one is a circular skirt, following Lorraine's skirt cheat sheet. Nice, I like but I think only some fabric can be used to make this. Those that actually are not too stiff. Anyway, K really likes this one but it's not like she can twirl it to see its effects yet.

The evil mother

I was out today with my ex-colleague and friend. We were at cold storage browsing. I decided to get some fruits. I was pushing B along in his pram and choosing some apples. I was holding one in my hand. Suddenly another one dropped. I tried to catch it but the one I was holding flew out of my hand.........towards my son. Seconds later he was crying. Can't believe it. I threw an apple at my son!

On the bright side, it was a good thing I wasn't buying watermelons. Or durians for that matter. Thanks P for the consolation.

Lift woes

2 Oct, Sat

We decided to brave the crowds and take the LRT to compass Pt for dinner and then go check out some covers for our iPhone 4. We bought a silicon cover each. On the way home, P and I were really engrossed talking outside the lift on the tenth floor. I suddenly realized that we were all out of the lift except K.

Instinctively I called out to her and jumped forward to press the lift button to ensure the doors stayed opened. But I was too late. I saw her blank face screw up and she started screaming as the doors shut and the lift started going down. I panicked and wanted to run down the stairs after my baby girl. P said he'd go down in the next lift and told me to wait outside the lift in case she came up back. The lift took such a long time! I heard her screaming all the way downstairs.

Of course my mind started playing tricks on me and I was worried she'd be kidnapped and i'd never see her again but as the lift came back up, there she was. My baby, all in tears. With two strangers beside her trying to comfort her. I dashed into the lift and picked up my baby girl and hugged her like there was no tomorrow.

That night, we went through what if scenarios of getting separated in lifts and trains. But would a two and a half remember what has been told to her in times of panic?