Look at her eyes......waiting....... Then watch her dig in......with full concentration........ And then, "Oops! Mummy caught me!!" I'm ashamed to say that this trait of hers is genetic.
The last few weeks at school have been report card days with parents and one of the topics that have come up is how far a teacher should go when she doesn't have a good report about your kid. Should she just tell.......click to learn what next.
I love the way children are so innocent. Whenever Tee is doing something illegal, up to no good, she will fore-warn us outright. Like, “Mummy, please don’t look under my bed because I’ve hidden my drug addict boyfriend there.” OK, maybe at that.......click to learn what next.
Post Culinary Consumption Syndrome. Over the last 9 days in Australia, I have been fed by different 5 cousins to be exact with their respective partners. This included fish and chips of the highest grade (think fresh out of water fish coated with.......click to learn what next.
Whilst swinging Tee around laughingly threatening to throw her away into the dustbin, she giggles, "You cannot throw me....." she frowned and lamented. "Why not? Why can't I throw you?" "Because......I am your PRECIOUS!!!" she stated with such confidence. "My precious??? What makes you think.......click to learn what next.
Origins Complimentary Facial Customer Service - 5/10 I was 10 minutes early and was told to go for a walk first. If my staff ever did that to a customer, I'd blacklist them. It was the perfect opportunity for the sales girls to show.......click to learn what next.
Encik Husni was sitting reading the New York Times when his wife hit him on the head with a-frying-pan. "What was that for?" he asked. "That was for the piece of paper with the name 'Linda' on it that I found in your pants pocket"........click to learn what next.
It's show off time again! Tee dancing on stage during Assembly. Sometimes I wonder if Tee's teachers love her more than I do. Perhaps she shows them her good side only. Or perhaps they are just trained to handle these little monsters better.......click to learn what next.
When I first heard of The Kite Runner by Khaled Hosseini, I turned a blind eye. The title didn't appeal to me, I mean, what the hell did I care about kites? And the monotone photograph of the back of a boy peeking.......click to learn what next.
At Tee's Doctor today, I weighed myself with a real weighing machine. Not a wonky one like the one I have at home. My heart skipped a beat at the extra kilos till I pacified myself that perhaps I was building muscle. My jeans.......click to learn what next.
My beloved Mother believes truly that to attract wealth and good fortune, one must wear lots of gold. This is what the Chinese believe in. Just like how they believe you should have fishes (real or otherwise, even paintings) for abundance of wealth,.......click to learn what next.
Tee has always been one of those rare weird kids who loves brocolli and spinach, and everything else green and leafy. She is also the strange child who drinks tomato juice, green tea and unsweetened 'leong char'. And she LOVES medicine. Yes. While all.......click to learn what next.
Which Tee is familiar with. *twilight zone orchestra in the background* Everytime I put Tee down for bed, she will spend a good half hour whispering and playing by herself. Because she whispers, I don't know what she is saying. It could be.......click to learn what next.
I attended a one-to-one trial yoga class today and felt so good after. My sinuses totally cleared and my body felt like a brand new engine again. Oiled and serviced and ready to perform backbends. OK, maybe not backbends. But seriously, I needed.......click to learn what next.
For the last few months, Tee has increasingly spent her time playing pretend. And the roles she takes on is as far as her imagination takes her. I suspect that her drama class at school takes this practise further as she comes home.......click to learn what next.