Cousins united

I had enough rest during grandpa's wake but after the whole event is over, I felt extremely tired last night.

I wondered why.

AN analysed: "Mummy, I think it's because you cried. I feel tired after crying too."

Makes sense.

It's easier for me to continue missing him without much pain. Imagining him free from suffering and comfortable now does help. Or I'll just pretend he's still at uncle's place.

But the pain continues after this for the rest of our family who spent time caring for him, cousins who used to live with him, uncles and aunties who share memories with and of him.

This loss brought us (Generation 3) together. For once, we have every one's contact number. And despite being back at individual homes, we had a good time sharing our grandparents' history, old pictures and trying to make out who's who late into the night.

I'm afraid of losing the relationship but it's inevitable. Each has their own expanding families to spend time with. Our kids may probably not remember each other as they grow older.

I will tell my kids of stories I hear about my grandparents and the rest of our family. And my kids are blessed to have met their great grand father.

Grandpa is blessed too, to have his 5th generation send him on his last journey.

May grandpa hear our Lord's voice on his way and be led to be near Jesus.

Ah gong is at peace now.

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Her: "what time your brother fetching you tomorrow?"
Me: "not sure yet. probably 8 to 8.30am."
Her: "After 8am can? I want to go out to buy newspaper and drink a cup of coffee at coffeeshop."

Oh.Wow. But why am I not surprised?

Actual event:
She probably didn't go for her cup of coffee because she was still home at 8am.

But at 8.15am, she asked (which I found offending and sarcastic): "It's 8 plus already and your brother still don't want to come? I thought the coffin leaves at 12.30pm?"

Maybe she's upset I told her I'm leaving earlier than I actually did and caused her to miss her cup of coffee.

But you know, because of this, I OWED HER BIG TIME NOW.

Sunday's Special Encounter

My MIL is so special that she can ask me to buy newspaper for her after AN's class.

I told her we will be rushing over to my grandpa's plc aft music, not going shopping! She said I can buy it from NTUC in Thomson plaza. She wants me to q with sunday crowd to buy papers!

I really hate her. She can be difficult other days of my life and I'll tolerate. I'm in mourning, for goodness sake! What stupid newspaper is it that's so important??!!

Brainless or pure selfish

She has something on today.

GO AHEAD! I'M NOT EVEN CONCERNED WHERE SHE'S GOING.

Then she asks: "You bringing the kids to the wake?"

"yes". (isn't it obvious?)

She goes on: "With the kids, how can you even do anything?"

"I'll not participate in the rituals if they are fidgety."

Then the ultimate brainless comment comes: "It's so tough. You might as well not go." (Her exact words for your interpretation in case I misunderstood her kind intentions: "很辛苦。你不如不去.")

I don't care if she meant well. Asking a mourner to not be present won't sound right, no matter how she puts it. Unreasonable!

I replied her: "This is my grandfather. Even if I can't participate, I want to be present."

I'm on the verve of blowing.....on the verge of raising my voice.

Dear, if u are reading this, I tolerate to not put u in a difficult position. I can't tell for how long more...

She offers to cancel her appointment for today. But I don't need her pity. My grandfather didn't die last night. She would have canceled it earlier if she sincerely cared.

I don't expect her to give up her time for me.

And I seriously do not appreciate selfish ideas at this point.

Someday, I'll shift out. After I'm financially independent, I'll shift out.

P.s: she came home by 6.15pm, minutes before we left. Don't know if she came home earlier on purpose or not but she commented in surprise when she saw us: "you are still home?"

I'm posting this assuming that she did come back earlier. Trying to convince myself there has to be some good in her.

阿公, tata...

We didn't get to see the last of him. He left at 3am, 23rd Feb.

He was 106 years old.

His way of saying goodbye: "tata".

So, tata, ah gong....

Help? What help?

Just in case u think your mum very helpful during this period, she's NOT.

Sunday
SHE's meeting your nieces this evening n leaving home by 5pm. So I can't stay long at the wake and have to reach hm by then.

Monday
She wants to go pay a visit tomorrow because she has no other activities and she's "your mother and 不去不好". Worried my family will gossip??!

My parents went to your little aunt's hubby's wake because they sincerely want to be there. They tell me they want to go there "坐坐", just be there.

Your mum just visits because she has no excuses. She's just going coz "she's my elder."

And she has to make it so clear? No one is going to gossip about her, if that's what makes her drop by. It's so near and she has the cheeks to suggest "see what time Andy is free, ask him to fetch us there." She really thinks she's the queen??! Must fetch her to pay respect to my grandfather??

Tuesday
It's the last day before cremation, but she has activities! She'll be out from afternoon till late! She won't even wait till I fetch AN hm from school.

Wednesday
She has no activities, so she says she will take care of ER while I bring AN to grandpa's cremation. I'm just so fortunate, huh??

See that? It's at her convenience! Don't say until she's so noble, gave so much help! If she has activities everyday, she'll not choose to help me, even though it's on compassionate grounds.

Seriously, she doesn't need to help. I don't want to give her any reason to think she's lightening any of my loads.

Happiness is....

..... having Baileys and Maen by my side.

.... watching Maen's silly puppy-like behaviour.

..... having Baileys lay his head on my lap.

..... being able to rest and recover when I'm sick, and the furkids silently watching over me.

I gave up happiness for ..... I don't know what.

The easiest way out is .... but I have to stay alive because of responsibilities.

The constant migraines are back. As with tears that flows as a result of these missing pieces in my heart, as well as tears that appear to be caused by my flu symptoms.

With or without reasons, I'll be crying everyday recently.

I don't know what's wrong.

Maybe it's because at this point in time, I do not appreciate being alive.

Caterpillar

Wherever it came from, we saw it wriggling at the bottom of the pot before I went to fetch AN yesterday.

When I came home, it had already burrowed its way into the soil.

Maybe it wasn't a caterpillar? I thought caterpillar stay on plants and feed on leaves?

Eeeeks...

I'll Try

I see his efforts trying to help the women in his family reconcile.

That's certainly not easy. It's hard to live with someone like her. Or should I say, 2 women with similarly strong & egoistic temperaments living together is recipe for trouble.

I see the fact that it will be easiest if I compromise. I hate the thought but I see no other way. He's trying. He wants them to reconcile as much as he doesn't want me to compromise.

It's beyond his control how long that will take but he's not someone who will ask his mum to leave. I won't too, that's why I hate to be stuck this way...

Being stuck in the middle, regardless of how noble one's intentions are, both parties he is helping probably wonder if he have a motive for doing or saying anything.

It's ironic how my husband is stuck between the other 2 women in his life instead of the usual fights between wife and mum.

I'm struggling with living with someone whose character happens to be of such kind I despise.

But I see how he's cornered. I'm prepared to try and give him room to back into, more willingly this time.

I still hate that the easiest way out lies with me. But I'll try. If only that will guarantee that my children tolerate my dominance when I grow old.

I'm entertaining the thought of going into property. Just anything that requires me to be away from home. I feel the ache, seeing that will take me away from my kids.

I'm not considering leaving them with her in my absence though. That will be over my dead body. I'm not going to walk the path my SIL took, of giving her mum full ownership of her girls and then allowing her to gradually gain ownership of her household matters as well.

I will not rely on her for anything.

She can stay, I'll stay out, kids stay in Childcare.

Sounds ideal.

AN will be in primary school next year. What next? Who's going to help her in her schoolwork? MIL? Over my dead body. Again,I don't NEED her.

For a start, I'm just going to try and stop emphasizing that my forbearance is reaching its limit. Then I'll attend the course, probably with Krislyn.

Then I'll detach myself emotionally from my children and family.

Then we'll see how after that.

I hope to make it easier for my hubby.

My Cinderella

AN chose a "glass slipper" looking pair of shoes for CNY.

It's so lovely she pleads for us to wash then after she goes out in them. Else she will refuse to put them on for fear of dirtying them.

That's Cinderella on the way to music lessons last Sunday.

Skin Cancer

My mum gets AN's cheongsams from Chinatown every year because there are more to choose from.

Every year, the person staying with us will politely comment that she only buys from "Major Superstores". She says she didn't trust shops in Chinatown because they get goods from China.

I proved to her that AN's dress from METRO 2 years ago had the same label as the one she wore at 2 years old, and my mum got it from Chinatown.

Without fail, every year, she will subtly criticized where my mum buys AN's cheongsams from.

Today, she smugly asked: "Did you see today's papers? Students from China get skin cancer from the dyes they used in their uniforms." And then walked away.

I don't discriminate from where gifts come from. I am thankful my mum buys AN things. Unlike her who hardly does and when she does, without fail it comes with her boasting "this one not cheap ah. I bought at xxx mall!"

And if you look at tags, they are all made in China.

Maybe SUPER MALLS provide her with certificates of proof that the sources they get supplies from do not contain cancer causing dyes, and they do not supply to Chinatown shops.

Or maybe she just thinks she's higher class than my mum, as usual.

Combined Efforts

I did this art activity with ER this afternoon and AN wanted to add on to it when she saw.

Then she presented it to us, saying: "Mummy, this is love letter from Ethan and me!"

My Favorite Pot

The flowers did look like they are withering but after shifting them out, they appear 'happier'.

In fact, I've trimmed 3 dropping flowers from this pot and new buds are blooming.

I think they look beautiful!

When Mickey and Donald Dress Like Each Other

See anything that doesn't appear right?

"I Didn't Teach You" She Said

http://www.littleflowertwointow.blogspot.sg/2013/02/please-don.html

Some time ago, I was nursing ER to sleep and for the first time ever, she gave AN help with her assessment books.

I mentioned too that I heard her attempting to teach English and preferred that she sticks to teaching AN Chinese because her English is really......sigh...she really should know better.

After 2 weeks of 'break', AN is itching to start working on the exercises again.

We started with Chinese.

And there was 1 mistake. I asked AN if she did it herself because if she did, 1 mistake is very good results because she's only at lesson 4 of Han Yu Pin Yin (HYPY) in this book (and not in school yet).

Children are frank. She replied: "Nai nai taught me. How will I know how to do? You not around that day."

Hmm.....

Ok, HYPY is the english form of chinese. Maybe she should just stay out of coaching her, totally.

Appreciate the effort, but no thanks.

AN argued with me that nai nai can't be wrong because she's a 'chinese person' and I'm 'english person'.

HYPY is the english version of chinese. I overlooked that. And my daughter actually doubted me?

She's really intrusive, whether she means it or not. Her presence already is.

AN then went to tell nai nai that she taught her wrongly.

Guess what? Nai nai denied ever teaching her anything.

HUH?!

She said she totally has no recollection about teaching AN and insisted that she wasn't the one who taught her.

She laughed at AN saying grandma's memory is not THAT bad to not remember teaching her anything if she did.

Ok.

If I hadn't blogged about it earlier, I'd be wondering if AN was hallucinating, or if I was.

She forgot she did.

Warning: Negative Thoughts Ahead!

I never forgot what she did though, throughout my entire relationship with her son.

And I will never. She's my Nineveh. She'll be here for good, and because of her, my goodness are all gone.

Because of her, I see no reason to be kind, patient and forgiving. The only reasons I smile now is because I still love my children. And I smile at flashes of my life with Baileys and Maen.

My heart is now cold and filled with hatred that can only increase with every negative encounter with her. And we meet daily, forever. That's nice.

How do I stop it?

Choices

When all that's left of your expectations of your man is simply his presence and he's not there, you wonder how much more worse things can be.

And I'm stuck in the house with the last person I ever wanted to be stuck with, that just makes life even more exciting.

Everyone else has no choice. She has no choice but to barge into our lives. He has no choice but to answer to his boss.

Only the stupid person has a choice: to accept what life throws at her.

I'm that sucker.

Learning Without Being Taught

ER wanted to watch a DVD. I left after putting the DVD inside the player and forgot to play it.

When I came out, I saw him pointing the controller at the player, pressed a button and the show started!

I asked him how he knew which button to press and he repeated what I taught AN many weeks ago: "Press the circle!"

Omg....kids really absorb information well!

Are you going home?

As we were departing SIL's place on day 2 of CNY, AN saw MIL putting on shoes and asked: "Nai nai, where are you going?"

His mum replied that she's going home with us and AN asked: "I thought this is your home?"

I was telling mr Liow this and he said AN did the same on the evening of reunion dinner. She asked his mum if she was going home that night after dinner. Probably because this was the first time SIL and the mum met after the "breakup" in Oct/Nov last year.

His mum was affected and questioned Mr Liow if he was the one who told AN she would be leaving with SIL that night.

He didn't, of course. 哪里敢?!

Then he looked at me: "you didn't too right?"

I wish I had the guts, man! In fact, I wish I dare to tell her that her presence made me want to walk out.

I'm serious. Many times I almost wanted to pack my bag and walk out. But I didn't because I don't want my kids, especially AN who is learning as she observes, to think leaving home in spite is normal. This grandma of hers is already bad enough of an influence..

But I flare up at the kids to relieve the pent up anger and hate. Just as bad. What else can I do? There's a limit to my forbearance. When I hit that limit, what else should I do? This sickening situation that SHE shoved into my face, what else can I do?

I'll learn to scream into pillows.

Telling AN she's leaving obviously isn't going to make her leave, right??

But then, did AN feel me? Is AN that sensitive? Or did she still think that grandma is only staying with us temporarily?

I wondered if AN is also wishing she'll go but I doubt so. AN has nothing against her.

I so wish this is an indication to her that living together with us isn't like the perfect picture she's been painting to her friends.  That MAYBE, she IS intruding into the life of her son's family which had been managed by her son's wife, till she barged in and disrupted all routines.

I wish I had AN's guts to ask her: "Are you going home yet?"

Argh...

"ER is coughing, won't popcorn make him more sick?"

It will, but I'm only giving negligible amount that won't kill him. Because crying will make him cough too, or worse still, throw up!

"You are giving him so much biscuits and not giving him enough water."

Says who? ER drinks so much water I have to remember to stop him in case he throws up coz of the coughing.

"You forgot to bring their water!"

I didn't. It's ON THE TABLE RIGHT BEFORE YOUR EYES ! You forgot but I won't. Look before you start accusing me!

"You are not feeding him? I'll feed him after I'm done."

ER's appetite is bad, so I gave him milk right before we went. It's not that I'm not feeding him. I'm just not going to force him because he had milk!

"Adrielle, 你不可以不叫人的! (You must address your elders!"

Always negatively commenting before AN warms up enough to start addressing "gugu". She did, for goodness sake!

"Don't touch that! It's expensive!"

Everything is expensive there. My kids are young and very naughty. They can't stop exploring. Things at Fernvale were cheapo stuff so it's ok that the girls vandalise our table when they were younger.

Argh! Just 2 hours at SIL's house is enough to drive me crazy. She's behaving like I'm a lousy mother and she's great help.

What's she trying to show SIL or guests there last evening? That she's more involved in my kids life than I am?

She forever trying to embarrass everyone before guests. Now me included.

SIL asked if we will go visit her when she came over for reunion dinner on Saturday. MIL heard.

Mr Liow asked his mum if she would want to go visit too but she agitatedly replied "She invited you, not me. I have my pride. I'm not going!"

Must pick up a fight wherever she goes and conveniently puts her son in a spot when all he wants is to help them reconcile.

Mother and daughter already started talking during the dinner. Does she need an invitation card?

She should go back and lord over SIL's family because SIL is working and BIL is overseas every alternate month for the whole month. The girls can do with an adult presence because there is none else.

Here, her behaviour interferes with my bringing up of my kids. Her negative comments about people, her values. Her being around affects me and besides staying sane when kids don't behave, I have to tolerate her comments, her nonsensical comments that conflict with my original way of discipline.

How? HOW?

She's not old and frail and homeless. She's just difficult, domineering and matriarchy!

I am not heartless. If there is a day sure needs to be cared for, I will not reject her.

But she's invading territories just because she's so difficult to live with everywhere.

To avoid her, his sister can stay till it's late in her office. BIL is literally overseas half the time. Mr Liow can also choose to spend more time at work to avoid conflicts.

Me? My home and my kids are my job. Where else can I go? I wish I can hide from her and still get things done. Sadly, I can't.

Why must I give my territory up to her?

Why must you come mess up my life?

ER Fever

It's now ER's turn.

He started sniffing this afternoon and coughing shortly after. The coughing got progressively worse by evening, so I gave him 2 puffs of ventolin. Before it affects his breathing again.

Sigh....

His sniffing and coughing got better after the ventolin (and regular Flixotide). Thank God..

We'll see if visitation can continue tomorrow.

Christmas eve was memorable. CNY eve is no less memorable.

Pretty Flowers

Love these beautiful flowers with the same name "CNY Malaysia Flowers".

Does anyone know what these are called and if they will survive under bright outdoor sun?

Rubbish

I asked if he wants to go buy milk after dinner. He said ok.

I then said that we should buy from Cold Storage because it's on promotion. I checked out NTUC after Cold Storage, before fetching AN from school this afternoon and couldn't go back to Cold Storage to buy it.

He said ok.

As he drove, I noticed him turning in the direction of NTUC. I then reminded him of the discount at Cold Storage and he responded "wah kao, now then say."

What rubbish? How on earth am I to know he hadn't been listening when I told him earlier and he even responded "ok".

He hardly responds when we speak to him. Even AN repeats till she goes "daddy, are you listening?"

I repeat and asks the same thing when I get no response, to which he'll get frustrated and reply "I know. I heard you. I did reply you!"

Did he? I was watching and waiting for an answer. I must be blind and deaf.

This time, my fault again. For not informing earlier.

Damn it.

I'll go get things by myself in future.

Please don't....

I'm lying with ER to sleep and AN doesn't want to nap.

She's outside and dying to start on her daily exercises.
Under such a circumstance, she'll usually be constantly barging into the room to check if ER is asleep.

Today, I hear nai nai helping her outside. FINALLY, A CONSTRUCTIVE ACTION INSTEAD OF KEEPING THE KIDS GLUED TO TV WHILE SHE CHATS ON THE PHONE.

But as I listened on, I heard her switching from Chinese, to Maths, to English. That's AN's style. She probably is teaching AN as according to the little girl's requests.

And I panicked coz MIL is reading to her in her very imperfect English.

Mr Liow and I are concerned that AN is speaking broken English. She doesn't need to speak perfect English but her English is direct translation of Mandarin with sound effects instead of descriptive words very often.

And many times, we don't understand her English. That's bad.

I'm trying to quickly get away from ER now so that I can take over!

AN usually does her own reading from exercise books as she does what the questions ask of her. She has to be able to read before she can answer questions.

And reading out loud helps her get used to proper English sentence structures too.

MIL spoon feed her. With wrong pronunciations. Bad combo.

Call me unappreciative but tough work is not teaching my kids. Tough work is trying to do damage control.

Won't she just stick to helping AN with Mandarin?

I really need to regain control over many things..

Busy

When I was 6 years old, I remember myself cycling, playing at the beach, badminton with mum and brother, shopping, playing tv games....and doing nothing related to studies or enrichment classes (music started only when I was 7).

Poor kids these days start early.

There are Primary 1 preparation classes available. And AN's school offers that for full day students.

I read about the enrichment classes S goes for and am a little worried AN isn't getting enough. She's only going for music lessons besides school.

So, I went to ask around a little and realized those preparation classes are basically lots of working on actual Primary 1 books. Some model a big classroom environment.

The auntie-ness in me decided it's more economical to get her books to work on with her at home and probably start her on full day in school later in the year to benefit from the prepatory class.

She loved those books I got and immediately pleaded to start doing them. And if no one says stop, I think she'll be able to complete all 3 books in a month..

I set a limit for her to complete an exercise of each subject each day though. More only if she's done with her music and revision for 听写.

Whenever she starts "working" and momentum kicks in, she "automatically" goes through all assignments without being asked to.

Somehow, watching her enjoy what I personally find stressful makes me feel less guilty making her practice on Primary 1 stuff prematurely, and relieved that she's spending her time more effectively than having nothing to do at my mum's place after school.

My worry is that something will kill her interest in learning along the way. My impatience is one of them and I promised I'll try to not be too.fierce.

I'm thankful AN enjoys learning. As with most mums, I struggle with coaxing the kids into doing things they may not want to do each day (don't want to eat, don't want to sleep, don't want to empty their bladder in the toilet...and list goes on.)

I can't be any more thankful that getting AN to do homework is no struggle. *phew*

New Tooth

AN's replacement tooth is emerging!

Kisses to relief pain

ER's finger got 'crushed' by the sliding wardrobe door last evening. It looks kind of bad, with broken skin and the wound swelled up.

I'm sure it hurts pretty badly because he was still "ouching" over it after 2 hours.

And he's been extorting kisses from us for that wound.

As I attended to AN who threw up last night from coughing too hard, he made me kiss the pain away. I asked him to wait. He couldn't wait, and kisses the wound himself.

So cute. lol!

Fever, AN

Both of them had fever on Christmas Eve. And today, AN is having fever at 38C.

She had been coughing since 2 days ago and she's starting to sniff a little. Am expecting fever from the way she coughs.

Just pray ER will be spared. It's going to be CNY celebration in school this Friday. Hope she recovers in time to join her classmates.

She had been healthy in 2012. Most fevers do not go beyond a night and her uncomfortable symptoms didnt bother her for as long as it did in 2011.

We pray the same for this year.

Get well soon baby.

Heavy Deposit

AN's coin banks are maxed out so they need to go into the bank.

Mr Liow lugged the super heavy bag of more than 2000 coins to ocbc but they do coin deposits only on Tuesdays and Thursdays.

Too bad for them then, that posb has a deposit machine and AN has a posb account so we dont even have to pay the deposit fee.

AN is richer now even before CNY starts. Hehe.

Water water....

I keep boiling water. No big deal. No water, just boil more. But at times like these, my blood boil with the water in the pot...

A common scenerio which happened again last night inspired this post:

I kept boiling water. Kept boiling. But water in the pot constantly remained soooo low. For milk, each time I need 400mls. Sometimes, after making milk, there isn't any water left. Despite me boiling water, transferring to main water container and making more, and repeating.

I always try to fill the relatively big main water container till it's at least half full. That's at least 2L of water. So the whole family has water to drink.

But someone. That someone drink from a bottle like my kids do. She fills up HER bottle to the brim several times a day, and cares not about how little is left.

I boiled water countless times yesterday since we got home (actually EVERYDAY! But I'm quoting yesterday as example).

Till evening, I had only enough water for 2 kiddy cups of water. If I were to fill 20% of each of their bottle, the whole family will have no water to drink.

But I had already boiled water. LOTS! BECAUSE SHE IS AT HOME AND SHE DRINKS A LOT. ok, I don't know if she drinks them but she has to fill her bottle to the brim. And she makes coffee when she sees there is hot water in the kettle.

I think she's selfish because our water container is only this big and it doesn't self-refill. She should have the courtesy to at least boil more water after she empties the main water container, right???

Before we slept, there was only water covering the bottom of the big water container. I boiled some previously but it wasn't really cooled yet. But I need water to make milk for AN this morning. And fill her bottle for school.

I poured the water from the kettle into the main container and boiled more.

Mr Liow asked if the water would be too hot for the container. It wasn't. It was warm already.

Even if it was hot, I had no choice! My daughter needs the water and grandma is drinking them up and not replenishing!

I boiled more and left the freshly boiled water in the kettle to cool overnight.

I should have at least 2.4L by morning.

But no. When I was about to make milk, the water in the freshly boiled pot was half empty. Someone woke up to fill HER OWN bottle before we did.

She actually took the fresher water from the kettle. Water from both containers were freshly boiled but I was appalled that she didn't only NOT help replenish water when it was apparently running low, she had the conscience to drink the seemingly fresher of the lot!

Super pissed!

I'm not going to make so much water anymore. I filled ER's bottle to the brim and have some left for her. At this point, I usually boil more. Not going to do it today. Maybe not anymore.

I'm going to make just enough for my kids, fill their bottles to the brim, fill up another bottle for Mr Liow and myself (and miscellaneous like making milk) and leave the main container to her.

She's taking over everything. Give her the container too. Not mine anymore.

This so reminds me of the HK trip last year.

We bought more than enough bottled water. She said she has to drink boiled water. We didn't stop her.

Because we didn't stop her, she went to boil ALL the water and filled HOT water back into the plastic bottles.

I discovered that only when I was filling up the kids' bottles. ALL THE WATER WERE SO DAMN HOT AND UNDRINKABLE! And she put hot water back into the plastic bottles!!?

We went back to buy more.

How selfish, is she not?

She's a grandma for goodness sake. But she has little consideration for the little people.

If case you wonder why I'm blogging about these instead of informing her, you need to know that I do inform her. I do remind her to boil water (in this case of water shortage at hm). And I'm getting sick of responses like "我当然知道。我会的." (I know, of course, and I will).

Mr Liow reminded her too.

This is going to make him feel sorry that his mum is getting old and forgetful.

But is she REALLY forgetful or old?

She remembers appointments (got calender). And anything $ related.

I'm really tired of scrutinizing details.

Is it hard to see that after she fills up her bottle, there won't be enough left for kids? The container we use is TRANSPARENT! If necessary, she has a calender to note this down, doesn't she?

But no, not important. As long as there is enough water for HER OWN bottle, nothing else matters.

To be fair, she does boil water. She boils water when she makes coffee.

I'm so lucky when she does.

Who needs Russell Peter when you have funny kids?

My funny girl prayed this before falling asleep tonight:

"Dear God, please listen to this..."

She pressed the belly of her praying doll which started praying:

"As I lay me down to sleep, I pray dear Lord my soul to keep. May angels watch me through the night, and keep me in thy blessed sight. Amen."

She then continued: "Thank you God for listening to US. Good night and amen."
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AN: "Good night mama!"
Me: "Good night Adrielle!"

ER: "Good night jie jie!"
AN: "Good night didi!"

ER, the didi was offended: "NO! Good night Thanthan! Not good night pee pee....". Then he turned to me asking: "Mummy, right?"

wahahaa!

Yes, pee pee. You are right.
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It started raining while we were in the car this afternoon and AN started describing the intensity of the rain.

"God didn't water the trees for a few days so He's doing it now."

"God is washing His hands."

The rain then went from light drizzle to a sudden heavy downpour in split second.

"Aiyo.....God is playing with water."
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Few days back...

"When daddy's hair gets too long, he's going to look like a hippie."

AN digested the information, turned to daddy and relayed it to him: "Daddy, if your hair gets too long, you are going to look like a pee pee."
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How to embarrass your daddy -

Daddy took the little girl to the pool this evening and intended to relax without getting wet while she enjoyed herself but upon seeing that she was all alone, he decided to keep her company.

He proceeded to remove his bermudas. And while he walked towards her, he heard her tell herself: "Panda's coming."

And a neighbour near them heard her.

Lololol!

Another Shaky Tooth!

The next door neighbour of her fallen tooth is deciding to drop out after realizing there is going to be a new neighbour soon.

No, it's not going to be more spacious after neighbour 1 left. This new neighbor that's growing in to fill up the empty plot of gum space will very likely be bigger.

In the next 6 years, estimated population will be increased from 20 small teeth  to 32 big ones.

This one, vote for opposition also no use.

Soon, the original resident teeth will leave her, one after another.