Ever ask your children what they want to be when they grow up? At the age, I was curious to find out what they want to be. At this moment, there are very few occupations they know. However, it is enough to stir their little brains to see what they like. It is good to analyst your child, to see what approach of discipline or actions you can take on them. Here is what my 4+ year old and 2+ year old want to be.

Mummy: What do you want to be when you grow up?
Tim: Arggg….I want to be a chef. I want to make delicious burger. *showing his cooking actions*
Emily: I want to be a doctor. *taking the toy stethoscope and play doctor*
Emily: Come, come let me check you. *take the stethoscope put it in her ear and the other end on mummy’s tummy, opps heart*

I will check with them again next year and see how it differs. :giggles:

I drove down to KL to meet my parents. There was not much traffic driving down. On the other side of the road was badly jammed. I think it started from Rawang all the way to Ipoh. While I was driving, I found that, there were overpriced cars (“Bs” & “Ms”) that were speeding. I seldom see those cars adhere to speed limit. I guess they are rich enough to pay the fine. Some doesn’t have the patience to wait for you to get off the right lane to pass through but cut through from the left lane. :snooty: I wonder where are they rushing to?

Anyway, in the car my children were practicing on wishing my parents “Gong Xi Gong Xi”

Mummy: When you see por por and koong kong, what must you say?
Tim: Gong Xi Fatt Choy *loud & confident*
Emily: Gong Xi Gong Xi Ne *singing*
Mummy: You must call por por and koong koong, yeah.
Children: Okay

At my parents place.

Mummy: What must you say children?
Emily: *hiding behind mummy and very quiet, staring at my parents blankly*
Tim: *look away shyly*

So much for the singing and practice. It was much later when they got acquainted that they talked to my parents.

While I was shopping with Tim & Emily in Tesco, Tim put his book over Emily. Emily pushes it away.

Emily: Noooooo… Mummy, kor kor disturbed Emily. Go away.
Mummy: Tim, don’t bully Emily yeah.
Tim: No ah, I just want to play with Emily.

Later, at the check out counter.

Emily poked kor kor shirt.

Tim: Nooooooo, don’t do that. Mummy see Emily poke me.
Mummy: Emily, why you poke kor kor?
Emily: No ah, I was just playing with kor kor.

Mummy… :snooty:

I am so very happy today. Something surprises me as I walked into my company. Along the corridor, I saw the very picture that I submitted 2 years ago, participating in my company monthly photo contest. I won 1st prize for it and I was so excited. My colleagues congratulated me.

A few months later, one of the US offices requested permission to put that picture on their site office wall. I was grinning ear to ear when I saw that email.

Today, it was put up along the walk way of my company. They framed it up not in small size but a huge one. The height covers 70% of the wall. :dance:

It is a significant picture as the bird gave birth to 2 little birds and I gave birth to Emily. It was period of time, not the same day though. I believe the 2 little birds out there will be the same age as Emily.

I was so afraid that Emily does not like to play dolls. I bought a few sets of Barbie dolls when it was on sale and a year ago she shows no interest. Now it is kept in the cupboard until she is older. Last week, she went to the toy box to get the broken baby doll. It is one of those irritating singing doll. Fortunately the sound card in the doll was broken. :clap:

I was surprised at what she does with it. She patted the baby doll to sleep and tell mummy to be quiet. She sang to it. She took a toy bottle and fed it milk. She told mummy that she wanted to sleep next to her baby doll. She took care of it very well. I am amazed where she learns that from. It makes me wonder does every gal born with maternal instinct even before she conceived a child? :sc: I don’t see Tim doing that.

Yesterday, I decided to get a proper baby doll set for her with milk bottle, pacifier and change of clothes. She was so happy and she carried it around. She gave the doll a name and it is called Amanda baby. I have no clue where she picked that name from.

Finally I am done with all my Christmas shopping. It is really convenient to have a big mall near where I worked. You can get everything in 1 place. Yesterday I took a long lunch break to get Christmas gift. I got 2 huge gifts for Tim and Emily, both the same thing, preventing them from fighting. With that, it has already burned a hole in my pocket. Anyway, this year my hubby and I got good bonuses, so why not. I really love to see their expressions when they open the presents. That is the 2 big yellow boxes. I got the gift idea from a blogger. Have a guess?

Next, my hubby is a Christmas Eve baby. I thought of getting him a cake that shape like a canon camera. I contacted Mama Min because Sasha was here in Penang, she offered to help me to deliver it. However I am a few days late, it was too short notice to do 1. I got him a gift that is as good, something related to his interest. That is the red gift.

The smaller yellow gift is for my nephew. Ohh, I also need to get 2 small gifts for the nursery Christmas party, they have a gift exchanging program. I donno about you, I just love giving out presents during Christmas. More joy for me in giving than to receive.

Mummy: Pa what cake you want for your birthday?
Tim: I want swimming pool cake.
Emily: I want Tigger cake.
Tim: Swimming pool cake.
Emily: Tigger cake….
etc…
Mummy: Hey Look! See what that uncle doing. *you get the point*

Have a Blessed Christmas To You and Great New Year!

I was working on my computer in the study room, the children were watching their favorite cartoon.

Emily: Mummy, I want to ngor mm mm (pass motion).
Mummy: Please go and get the potty from the toilet. *She went to get her own potty*
Emily: Kor kor, mei mei ngor mm mm. Don’t disturb ah. Kor Kor, you don’t have any mm mm.
Tim: Yes, I got some mm mm. *He went to get potty*
Emily: Mummy, I finished my mm mm liao. Kor Kor still mm mm.
Mummy: Ok, let me clean you up.
Emily: So chau bi hor? (aka smelly)
Mummy: Yeap, you must drink lots of water so no chau bi lor.
Emily: Mei mei drink already.

Emily has been learning lots of words lately. Her favorite word now is “queen spay al” as in Queensbay Mall.

I am also reducing biscuits in their diet. I heard from my SIL that biscuit cause heatiness which is why the stool is sometimes hard and smelly. I tried to replace it with bun, bread or cake.

Yippy, finally I can strike off diaper from my shopping list. Emily is fully trained to go diaperless. It was a slow process, first I weaned her off the daily wear. Slowly take off during naptime and yesterday took it off from her night sleep. I remembered one naptime she did make a little accident. However once in the middle of the night, even with her diaper on, she called me to help her sh sh (aka pee). I took her to the toilet bowl. She can sh sh on the toilet bowl or the potty. However she needs help to get up on the toilet bowl. I must say that she controls her bladder very well. Often her night diaper is dry.

However I have one minor problem. I hate going to public toilet. It is either wet or you can see people shoe print on the toilet seat. Not to mention some gross stuff I saw. My gal preferred to sit on the toilet bowl. She doesn’t want to pee when mummy carry her. She doesn’t pee on the floor in a squatting position. Now I make sure she pee before we go out. I am slowly training her to pee while I am carrying her. If you have any good ideas, I appreciate your comments.

I know in the US, in every toilet you can take those paper toilet seat covers and place it on the seat before sitting on it. Maybe I can ask Vivien to send me a box of it. :giggles:

God has given me 2 blessed children, go see for yourself. They mopped the floor glittering clean. Let’s hope they continue to like what they are doing.

Emily: Mummy don’t step on the floor, after fall down “kok tor tow” (knock the head)
Tim: Mummy see dry already
Tim: Mummy, don’t step here, after fall down, knock the head.

Emily gave me another fright. She has high fever and a fit. She had her suppository and fever medication, but that didn’t stop the fever. It surges up and she had another attack. I had to send her to the hospital again. She is fine now and discharged.

The doctor said it is probably due to viral infection because he ran a few test like dengue and oral test. All were negative. She had high fever for 4 days and today it was gone. I stayed in the hospital with her throughout the 4 nights. Last night, a baby checked in to the same room. She was one noisy baby, sleep during the daytime and make noise during the nighttime. Emily slept through it but I hardly can get any.

Funny conversation with the doctor:

Doc: I will let her continue with her antibiotic. (prescribed by the paed on Monday before she was admitted). I do not have to change the antibiotic, most cases it is due to viral infection and antibiotic will not be necessary.

Me: That’s true.

Doc: She is still having fever but not as high. Actually I didn’t do anything, she is healing on her own.

Me: Does that mean I don’t have to pay you since she is doing it by herself. :giggles: *nurses were also giggling*

Doc: The insurance will worry about that.

Me: Yeah I am sure.

According to the doc, since Emily had 3 attacks of fit, the next one would be 4%. I am praying that she will not get it again. It is horrible to see another fit and there is nothing I can do to stop the fit. Although by now I am experience in handling it. :pray: