Dad and the kids

Nice one of dad and K. B looks like a girl here, especially because of the necklace, courtesy of big sister.



Nice one of B smiling. 80% commented that B looks like P. 20% that he looks like K.

Elizabeth Chua

Our goddaughter.

Cocomallow

I'm thinking about K's birthday in Dec. First of all, there is the cake. I'm looking at two recipes. One seems easy enough but need to know if it's edible. It's super sinful to say the least but I think the kids might like it.

First of all, you microwave the entire packet of marshmallows (large) along with some butter. Or if you are like me and want to be anal about following instructions more specific, you would count 40 of them. I mean, you never know how many the different brands come in!



You mix the mixture which looks surprisingly like batter well.



Then you enthusiastically pour in a whole bag of coco pops.



And stir some more. I was a little freaked out at how the mixture started looking like bugs stuck in a spider web.



Then you press the mixture into a tin and have an eager beaver put on the spinkles.

Tada! Not too bad.

Look at the happy beaver. Who was eating the sprinkles off the floor and stool.

Here is the finished product which we distributed to the kids in church. We had to save our waistlines! They were gone in a jiffy. Good. A very probable option. And inexpensive one too, considering the ingredients. Hurray for Coco Pops.

Teachers' Day 2010

The plan was to be simple and meaningful.

So got these craft thingys for K to do for the teachers who taught her. She chose the design for each teacher.

Teacher Julia


Zhou Lao Shi


Teacher Gladys


Liu Lao Shi


And we made little cards to go along with the above pressies.



Then I found someone who made these and ordered them.



K helped to wrap the pressies and presented them to each teacher herself. We are very thankful for most of her teachers who have been very patient and caring towards her. Especially for Liu Lao Shi who practically helped her settle into a routine in school and made sure she ate her greens and had her toilet trained in school! Three cheers for K's teachers. God bless them all.

K's excursion to Macs

Why would small children need an excursion to Macs? Isn't it an inborn knowledge that Macs is fastfood and hence, junk food? But notably has the best fries in the whole fastfood industry? And now it seems (or so some people claim) has food that doesn't decompose? But the parents are still fans (shhh) and regular patrons.

Apparently K's class were doing the theme on fastfood. So they were taught what each of the most popular chains had. Like which one had pizzas, which sold chicken and and which one had sundaes. All this all-essential lessons then culminated in a trip to Macs. To identify the food items, a chance to demonstrate good table manners and of course to indulge in the oh-so-healthy food.

Her grandparents and I followed her classmates to the nearby Macs. As expected, the Toddler class and Playgroupers were very excited, firstly to be sitting in the huge bus (all of a 5 minute ride) with their friends and to go to their favouritest place in the whole wide world.

She was put in a little corner table with two other friends. She could hardly see above the table but enjoyed every second of it! There she is eating her hotcakes and apple juice.







With her class teachers.

Going back to school but as it was raining, they waited to be brought to the bus one by one.

She still constantly talks about her going on this excursion with her friends everytime we drive by Macs. And would also remind us the rules they had learnt from her teachers: No screaming and running at the restaurant.

Kim says

As K sat on her throne this evening, she said to me, "So hot." I replied, "Yes, I'm feeling hot too." Then she said, "I need the fan, mama." P is so proud of her language skills.

P worked late today. B's room was infested with little bugs. They were crawling all over the wall where his changing station and cot are. Yikes. So I cleared out some of the stuff and wiped out as many as I could (in between feeding and playing with the girl) and waited for P to come home to exterminate the rest of them. Meanwhile, I had B sleep in the bassinet in our room. K was thrilled to have easy access to her baby brother. She patted him, played with his teddy bear and sang to him. In the middle of singing Twinkle twinkle little star, the phone rang. Within seconds, she answered it. Without hearing who the other person was, she said, "Hello papa." P was pleasantly surprised. After their exchange of hellos and how are yous, she said, "I singing Twinkle twinkle to B leh. You sturb me." P was tickled to bits after I explained that she meant that he was disturbing her singing.

Last night, K went up to P and voluntarily said, "I love you, papa." Aww...It melted his heart.

Kim says

This is Chyna. When she was much fluffier. Our little dog as we often fondly call her.



This is the country China.



I guess we never considered the complexities of it all for our children when we decided to name our dog Chyna.

We were watching YOG with K last night during dinner. Swimming was featured and China was doing rather well. I tried to tell her that aside from the name of her dog, China was also the name of a country, a big country at that.

Me: China is a place. Just like Singapore. Singapore is country. China is also a country. But it is far far away. It is a big country.
K: (Smiling) Big crunchy ah?