TV: Now walk forward.
Tim: What is forward?
Mummy: Walking towards me.
Tim: One, Two, Three, Four, Five-ward?

My children questions are getting more difficult for me to explain. It is not that I do not have an answer but I must answer so that they can understand using simple words. If not, more questions will come my way. For example:

Emily: Why his skin brown color?
Mummy: Because God color his skin brown.
Emily: What did God color his skin brown and not peach color?
Mummy: Because God makes some people with skin peach and some people with skin brown and some with other colors.
Emily: Why God want to do that?
….it never ends…

By the way, if your child makes a mistake, do not say “This is wrong” but say “You can do better, let me show you how.” If your child scribbles when you asked him to draw a picture, do not say “What an ugly picture”. If you do, I bet that will be the last picture you will see him draw. Pick something from the scribbles and say “Hey that looks like an oval or circle.” What we say means a lot to children and what we say either motivate them or put them off.

Yes, me. I am so outdated. What am I talking about? I took my children to the toys store. I was strolling down the aisle, saw a toy and picked it up. I saw a little hole and looked through it. My son came around.

Tim: Mummy, this is not how you do it. Let me show you.

He took it and pump air out of it. Oh, that’s how you do it. Sigh.

On another note, Emily came to me and wanted me to buy a water bug (From the BeeMovie) that can transform. I think this is the last I am going to ask them what toys they want me to buy.

Both my children favorite phrase when I asked them this:

Mummy: Who taught you that?
Tim/Emily: I learned it by myself.

Emily taught me a new funny song and she was singing it in the car. Here is how it goes, please sing along

Two little monkeys jumping on the bed
One fell off and bumped his head
Mummy call the doctor
And the doctor said
No more monkeys jumping on the bed….

Three little monkeys jumping on the bed
One fell off and bumped his head
Mummy call the doctor
And the doctor said
No more monkeys jumping on the bed….

Now on, if anyone jump on the bed, I will called them monkeys. :giggles: Any of your children sing this song to you?

Hubby wanted Emily to have a haircut because he finds her hair messy. I still think she looks prettier with her hair long. Anyway, I wanted to cut my hair so I brought her along. She loves going to the hair saloon with me. I must say she can sit very still throughout the cut.

Look below for the before and after shots. Emily was pretty please with her new hair style. She went around the house asking whether she is pretty or not. Another vain pot hor?

Before:                  After:

In the morning,

Daddy: Mummy, your gal doesn’t want to go to school. Please help to dress her up.
Mummy: Emily, why you don’t want to go to school.
Emily: I want to stay at home and watch cartoon.
Mummy: Don’t you want to show your teachers and friends your new hair style.
Emily: Want! Want! *suddenly she lit up and instantly changed her uniform*

As for me, after having long hair for many years, I decided to cut it short too. I cannot remember when was last time I had short hair. My hair almost touched my waist. Now it is real short.

Let’s see whose hair grows the fastest, Emily or mine?

Last month, my gal returned home with sweets every day. I was wondering who gave her the sweets.

Mummy: Who gave you sweets?
Emily: Teacher Chan and Teacher Wong.
Mummy: Why do they give you sweets?
Emily: Because I am a good gal.

It is not like the teachers. They might reward the children with sweets once in a while but not frequent. I know they frequently give stickers. I related it to the school principal and request that the teachers not to give my gal sweets so often.

Yesterday, the principal told me that she solved the sweet puzzle. She told me that it was Emily’s friend Farrah that gave her the sweets. The principal was puzzle at first because she knows her teacher would never give children sweets all the time. I apologized to her.

Mummy: Emily, Mrs Nxxx told me that your friend Farrah gave you the sweets.

Emily: Yes Farrah is my friend. She gave me sweets.

Mummy: Why you say teacher Chan and teacher Wong gave you the sweets? You say wrong already. *imitate her way of speaking*

Emily: I forgot mah.

Mummy: Ok. Tell your friend Farrah, cannot give you so many sweets. Later your teeth all spoiled. Like kor kor, no teeth. *Tim’s two front teeth dropped off*

Emily is allergic to certain coloring. She will developed phlegm and later wheezing. My hubby and I are always concerned about the junk food she eats. She cannot take M&M too. Maybe when she grows up, I hope she will be stronger.

Emily experienced her first stage fright. She was happily singing in church this morning. The Sunday school teacher told the children that whoever can memorize Philippians 3:14 will get a small gift. She practiced hard and could repeat it very well throughout the week. So did Tim.

The verse goes like this:

“I press on toward the goal to win the prize for which God has called me heavenward in Christ Jesus”

She was all excited wanted to get the gift, she put up her hand and the teacher called her up to the front. She went up in front of the crowd and forgot what she wanted to say. She looked at the teacher blankly. The teacher asked her to sit down. She sat down. I saw her disappointed face and I can see her very nervous.

I cheered her up and she was back to normal. After the class was over, I talked to the teacher telling her that Emily was working hard to memorize the verse but she was too nervous. The teacher was nice and told her to say the verse. She could recite in front of the teacher and the teacher gave her the gift. She was very happy. By the way, Tim had his stage fright last few weeks too.