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A Seat Full of Puke 🤢

A Seat Full of Puke 🤢

Too fast, too furious, it happened. Out of the blue, we heard a retching sound, then when I turned around, I could only gape in horror as brown gooey liquid gushed out, non stop, of 小小宝贝’s mouth. 

“Don’t move! Don’t touch anything! Don’t touch the car!!! This is a nuclear disaster!!”

小小宝贝 sat in his vomit, stunned, with his hands held up in the air. It’s his maiden vomiting experience. 

Hub was driving and asking, “what happened?!”

宝贝reacted the quickest, “Give Didi some tissue!!!”

(Side story : Seow told me that her student puked in the car and some fluid flew over her Dad, who was the driver and in shock, he swerved and almost caused an accident. So we had been extremely lucky that his wasn’t the explosive, fly everywhere kind. Or we may have to scrap the car!)

宝贝 : Haha! Remember the last time I vomited all over the stairs as I was going to my bedroom?? 

Images of the last puking incident appeared vividly in my mind. Yes. She threw up as she was going up the stairs to her room. It splashed everywhere at the stairwell, over the railings (you can imagine that the puke went to the lower floor as well) and I saw food lumps and stomach acid cascading down the stairs…. we spent the whole night cleaning 2 floors. 

Me : Not funny ok! 

When we got home, we unbuckled the whole car seat and lifted him along with it straight into the bathroom. Hub cleaned him up while I wiped the car down and left the windows down to air it…. 🤢

We stood and stared at the car seat, a few bowls worth of puke, a lot of undigested food and unknown (you don’t want to know) stuff pooled on it. 

Me : Can still use or not? Throw away arh? But very expensive leh…

Hub : I’ll settle it! 

Me : 😍 My hero!!! Cleaning up the aftermath of a nuclear warfare! 

Somehow he managed it. The next time I saw the car seat it was dismantled and clean and drying at the balcony. We washed the covers a few times in the washing machine and it’s good as new. 

We survived! 

Meanwhile, 小小宝贝 is stricken with probably stomach flu. 


This reminds me of another time, when he covered me with shit. 😑

I’m sure every parent out there must have experienced some form of disaster originating from one of the orifices of their children’s. But we soldier on! 💪🏼

His Favourite (Everchanging) Colour!

His Favourite (Everchanging) Colour!

Raised the same way, but yet so different… 

During her early years, her favourite colour was green. Maybe it’s because some of our walls were green and we had lots of home decoration in that colour. And I dressed her in neutral colours and a pink or red once in a while. A few years ago, she declared that her favourite colours were pink and purple and they’ve remained since then. Sigh. There are just some things that can’t be changed. Why must little girls like pink?!

When he was very little (I mean when he was a wee babe, because he’s still very little now), he decided (yes, decided, no one could change his mind), that HIS favourite colour was PINK?!?! 


He ursuped his sister’s pink hat and wore it everywhere he went, including at home….

One fine day, he announced that his favourite colour was “rainbow”. So he started the era of putting as many different colours possible in every of his art pieces. 


A 🌈 coloured “Yang Yang De Yi”. 


His ultra colourful house. 

Then came… 


The Black Age…. he coloured his drawing in various colours, then painted over the colours in BLACK!! 🤦🏻‍♀️

He insisted that black was THE colour and wanted to be dressed in black clothes!! All his paintings were in black! Don’t ask me why a 4 year old would choose black as his favourite colour… 

Until yesterday. 

小小宝贝 : Mommy, I love orange!

Me : Eh, isn’t black your current favourite colour??

小小宝贝 : No! It’s ORANGE! Mommy, do you know why I love orange?

Me : ??

小小宝贝 : Your favourite colour is red! So mine is orange. Because that’s the closest colour to red!! BECAUSE WE ARE CLOSE!! Right, Mommy??? 

Awww…. *melting* 😍😍 

Displaced by Technology

Displaced by Technology

The hub is on an overseas business trip (yes, again!) so I am the “Tchaikovsky” for the fortnight (next week, too!). I kind of like driving the kiddos to school. All of us are stuck with one another in the car, all strapped in, no distractions like toys and all.

小小宝贝 : I like Google Home so much! (gushing over the darn machine enthusiastically)

Me : (what the…?! Ah ah.. no swearing…) (in my most gentle mommy voice) Why is that so?

宝贝 : Di di talks to it all the time!

小小宝贝 : You were not at home. So I asked Google, “Why is the sky blue? Why is the sun yellow? Why are the clouds white?” And the Google was so smart!! She knows all the answers!

Me : So what did she tell you?

小小宝贝 : Oh I have forgotten.

Me : Do you want to know the answers? (finally my chance to impress my son!)

小小宝贝 :It’s ok. I will go home and ask Google after school today. She is always there! I can always ask her! (Is he subtly trying to tell me something??!!)

I swear I’m going home to trash that gadget today!

#jealousofagadget #displacedbytechnology #ihategooglehome #machinesaretakingover #quitmyjobandstayathome #afteritrashgooglehome

Destroy and Conquer! Zhiwei 1 Google Home 0

 

My Little F1 Race Commentator

My Little F1 Race Commentator

“Mommy! The Ferrari crashed first!” Then he launched an animatedly detailed account of how Ferrari crashed its team out of the race. “And Mercedes is the best!!! It was no 1 at the F1!” 

Both his eyes lighted up as he described the entire F1 race as if he were present at the scene! 

The mystery was… “But you slept at 730pm last night and went to school this morning. When did you watch the F1 race??”

Heck! I didn’t even watch the race myself! I’m not an F1 fan. I read the account of it this morning on the news though. And at 4 years old, he couldn’t have read that. 

“Ohhh I didn’t watch it. I heard Ashton telling his friend.”

“Who’s Ashton???”

“He’s a K2 boy in the bus.”

“这么小就偷听人家讲话!” Popo remarked. (Translation : eavesdropping at such a young age! Grandma remarked.)

“NO! I didn’t!!! He said it very loudly! I was sitting in the first row and he was at the third!!” 小小宝贝 defended himself indignantly. 😡

“You cannot say I 偷听! Say sorry to me!” 🤣

This reminds me that my little man is growing up. I need to check myself when I speak to other adults when he’s around. Sometimes he sounds awfully like me when he speaks…. all phrases must be G rating from now on. No more R rated phrases anymore. 

Oh and I caught someone reading my blog on the phone during her 10 mins a day allowance. 😒 Must be careful of what I write here henceforth. 🙊

How do you Spell Stoopid?

How do you Spell Stoopid?

小小宝贝 : Mummy, how do you spell the word ‘stupid’?

Me : You are not supposed to use that word on people. It’s rude. If I tell you how to spell it, you are going to write it everywhere. Unless you promise that you won’t do that. 

小小宝贝 ran to the living room. Oh great! He’s going to play with his toy train. In the next second, I heard, “OK GOOGLE! How do you spell the word stupid??”

GOOGLE : S.T.U.P.I.D.

小小宝贝 : Thank you Google!

GOOGLE : You are welcome! 

I swear the robots are going to take over Earth soon!!! 

The Rolling Distum 

The Rolling Distum 

Creativity on a rainy day…


He is forever building stuff. It’s in his blood… 

Introducing… (drum roll🥁) T.H.E ROLLING DISTUM!!!!!! 

Huh?? Simi Lai eh? 

The “rolling Distum” is the pile of car tracks on top. It rolls (obviously). He makes them in variations of different lengths and rolls them off the top of the stairs to see which one comes down first, rolls further, cracks and lots of other test factors (I’ve lost track). 

Oh and I have absolutely no inkling what “Distum” means. He made it up as he liked the sound of it. Pronounce it properly ok!! He gets annoyed when we mispronounce it. It’s DIS TUM!

By the way, the structure under it isn’t part of the mighty “Rolling Distum”. It’s just a train which transports them to the top of the stairs and back to the yard for repairs. 

– Mommy Reporter signing out. 

We are Pokémons! 

We are Pokémons! 

小小宝贝:Jie Jie! What Pokémon are you??

宝贝:I’m Pichu! Because I’m cuter than Pikachu! (Hmmm… okie….😅 she has great faith in herself… I suppose that’s not a bad thing. 🤔)

Didi, you are a Dragonite! Because you are a dragon! 

小小宝贝:No!! I’m a baby dragon so I’m just a Dratini! 

宝贝 : Mama is a Ninetales because she’s pretty! (I’m not a fan of Ninetales but I like the flattery part.) Then what about Papa???

小小宝贝 :(with a matter of fact look) Snorlax lah! Because Papa snores!!! (😂😂😂)

Discerning children I have! Children say the darnest things! It’s a good thing that the hub doesn’t read the blog!

小小宝贝's First Lion Dance! 

小小宝贝's First Lion Dance! 

  
Me: How did you find the Lion Dance?

小小宝贝: The lions are naughty naughty!

Me: 🤔 Why?!

小小宝贝: Because after they ate the oranges, they spit their food out! Cannot spit food out! (Disapproving look) AND they threw rubbish all over the floor! Naughty naughty!!

There’s hope for the next generation! Keep Singapore litter free!! 😆

🎵🎵Santa Claus is Coming to Town!🎵🎵

🎵🎵Santa Claus is Coming to Town!🎵🎵

小小宝贝 has been in the Christmas mood for the last few months. I’ve been having live carolling in the house. BUT he has a quirky talent of changing the lyrics to suit himself. 😅

You better watch out

You better not cry

You better not pout

I’m telling you why 

Santa Claus is coming to town 


He sees you when you’re pee-peeing 

He knows when you are awake 

He knows if you’ve been bad or good

So be good for goodness sake 


Me : Eh it doesn’t sound very right. Can you sing the part “he sees you when you’re…” again??

小小宝贝 : 🎵He sees you when you’re PEE-PEEING🎵

Me : pee-peeing!? Isn’t it sleeping?! 

小小宝贝 : No. Pee-peeing. Cannot dirty the toilet! Must pee into the toilet bowl! (Indignantly) Not sleeping!!! 

Me : ok ok. It does make sense. 

小小宝贝 continued his carolling, very smugly.  

 

Joy is…

Joy is…

Hearing the soft padding footsteps, then seeing a sleepy little boy drag a bolster taller than him appear before my bed at midnight. 

Rubbing his half closed eyes, in his baby voice, he said, “Mommy I want you…”

I had to follow him as he shuffled back to his room. Then he hugged my leg (instead of his bolster) and went back to his sleep. 

It’s all these little things that matter most in life.