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2013 Christmas Getaway

Ryan @ 7 years 8 months
Lil B @ 3 years 11 months

During the school holiday, we brought the kids to Singapore. This time round, we decided to drive since we anticipated a bit of shopping for books and kids’ stuff. Therefor it only make sense to have a car handy since getting a cab in Singapore is really not as convenient as having your own wheels.

We booked a room for 4d/3n at Mandarin Orchard. The hotel is not cheap but due to its location, it is worth every sen.

We left home in KL at 10am on 15th Dec 2013. The traffic was smooth until we reached the custom at Tuas. We spent easily 45mins to 1 hour to get through the custom, including the time spent to sort out the Auto Pass card. By the time we reach the hotel it was already 3.30pm. We were dead tired.

We were upgraded to the Club room, minus the club facilities. I’m not exactly convinced that was an upgrade since we actually booked the premium room which is a newly refurbished room at a higher price than normal room. Anyway, my body tells us to go ahead with whatever room so the kids could rest a bit before we head out later.

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After freshen up, we drove to Toa Payoh hub because I wanted to get some books. On our way there, we detoured to Trellis Tower, the place we used to live when we were in Singapore. We also stopped by Cairnhill Tower, the place where we had a short stay before we moved in to Trellis back then. To our surprise, Cairnhill is no longer around. The whole building had been demolished to make way for new condominium project.  How fragile (building) is. Haha…

Ryan had a brief dejavu of the place. We came here pretty often for groceries last time. The place hasn’t changed much. My favourite Kiddy Palace and Popular Bookstore are still there.

After stocking up some books, it started to pour out really heavily. Our initial plan to eat at Forture Restaurant (my favourite restaurant) was dampened by the heavy downpour so  we decided to stay indoor and just eat at the Kofu foodcourt. It’s the first time kids had their meal in a foodcourt. Naturally we ordered food that’s so universal and common and foolproof any tom dick harry will eat. The chicken rice. Yea, how adventurous. All four of us had chicken rice on our first day in Singapore.

After our quick dinner, we drove down to Night Safari. It was still drizzling a bit so we figured it’s a good time to visit to beat the crowd. How wrong we were. The place (as usual ) was packed to the brim. Luckily the queue for the train was not long. We had a good few hours in the night zoo. We even stayed back to watch the show, something we never did the many times we were there previously. It proved to be worthwhile. The show was good and the kids had a good time being entertained by the otters, snake, what not.

… tbc

Punishment

Lil B @ 3 years 10 months

Lil B was punished, badly,  today.

He has been really cranky over the last couple days back. It’s just burning larva in volcano waiting for eruption.. and it just did.

It started during dinner. Instead of his normal seat, he insisted to take my seat. Fine! Couple minutes later, he declared he’s not eating his food. He only wanted soup. I was already boiling mad but fine. My in laws were still eating so I bit my lips and tried to reason with this 3 year old but was that appreciated? You guessed it right. He continued to make a scene refusing to drink his soup and wanted mine instead. I finally lost my cool and scolded him. Instead of feeling apologetic this little monster turned around and hit me on my hand. By then I was fuming mad I swear I can kill a tiger.

I scooped the fella up and went up the stairs. (I later found out he even pulled my hair along the way to my room). I confined both of us in my room. I reprimanded him, smacked his palm (until I bruised my own finger. I seriously don’t know how it happened as I don’t think I hit him that hard.  Mmm..), scolded him but he shed no tears. Only screams came out from his mouth. Yes. He is that stubborn. I’m amazed.

I almost cried myself so I left the room leaving him in the room to ‘fan seng‘. All the while, I stood outside the room holding on to the door knob as I know he’s gonna use every ounce of his strength to open the door. Only then I hear his cries and of course more screaming and kicking and pounding too, what’s new.

10 minutes later. I was getting tired. He was still full of energy. His screams were still loud and clear. Goodness. But I wanted to end this drama do I told him if he want the doot opened, he needs to say sorry and go up on the bed (he was stomping like a mad baby all the while next to the door). He replied amidst all the crying a big “NO, I WON’T” Really jialat.

Another 20 minutes went pass and I was about to pull the stool over to sit down. Old lady cannot stand for too long k. I asked him one last time “Are you on the bed now?”. Finally, a yes.

Gosh. I am tired.

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That was not the end. I made him say sorry (eventhough I doubt he was genuinely remorseful) 20 times while kneeling down. Yes, I was that pissed.

At night just before sleep, we had a heart to heart talk. I can see tears rolled up in his eyes. However, as stubborn as he is, he would not let tears flow down his cheeks. Well, I hope he learned his lesson.

9th Registration Anniversary

For a moment I lost count how many years has it been since we solemnize our marriage.

This year we had it simple, we’ll not that it used to be elaborated but this year it was just the two of us.

It was a Wednesday, 12th Sept. I met hubby at Pavilion.

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We settled for Thai cuisine. Ambience was good and food was delish.

After dinner we took a stroll and decided to try out this dessert bar Hui Lau Shan. It took a while for our order to come. When it arrives, the most clumsy waitress spilled 1/8 of the dessert on my dress, and to my dismay it was not even what I’ve ordered. Again, it took them like 5-10 minutes to sort that out. Grrr….

Hacken Lee Concert

Hubs and I went for Hacken Lee concert on the 24th August 2012 at Genting Highlands.

It was a long day especially after an energy draining and blasting fun afternoon at Qi Zhen’s (Aunty Shu Hui) house. The kids had so much fun they refused to go home. How can I blame them when the house is literally a kid’s dream playhouse. The kids spent hours torturing catching longkang fishes in the pond, climbing up and down the tree house, bay blading and what not. After 7 hours, the house was a mess. Thank you Auntie Shi Hui for having us.

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We reached Genting at about 7pm. Concert was scheduled to start at 8pm. So we were on time despite the earlier drizzle and slow traffic.

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Hacken belted many oldies alike walking down memory lane. There was a lot of chemistry between him and the crowd so it was really entertaining. One fan who daringly asked for photograph was invited on stage to perform a duet. The fan politely declined saying he could not sing but Hacken insisted. Our jaws literally dropped after the fan hit his first note. Not bad at all. Haha.. Even Hacken remarked there are many hidden talents in Malaysia.

Overall it was a good show. I was feeling a little light headed, I always do after all the turns and twist up hill but it was all worth it. Good show!

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Signature

Ryan @ 6 years 3 months

Saw Ryan occupied at his table. I didn’t pay much attention assuming he was into some art and craft work. After all, art and craft is what he likes to do during his spare time (when he’s not allowed to his iPad).

After a while, he called out to me “Mommy, is this your signature?”. This is what I discovered.

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I must say he was pretty good at it. It’s not exactly the same but without closer look, it would have passed a cheque at the bank, if only that’s my real signature. Haha..

Not long after this, the fella actually attempted to sign off on my behalf on his homework book. He erased it but i saw the pencil mark. When i asked him why he did that, he gave me the one million dollar question mark look. As of I wasn’t mad enough, he topped it up with a question “Mommy, can I use this as my signature?” *faint*

I assumed he was just playful. I shall not anticipate something along the line when he receive his progress book next time, right? No? Boy, oh boy.. They are growing up too fast, too scary.
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