Crafting: Easter Eggs

Kids + paint = DISASTER! *sigh…

For the sake of Disaster Easter Day, I let the kids paint the eggs with tight supervision. But gawd knows why i have to keep on running to the kitchen for some towel and more towels. Baby Princess was frustrated with the painting, that’s when she started to paint on the newspaper. Cleber girl 😉 .

Not only that, she cleaned her stained hand on her shirt! I have to bleached her shirt, clean the chair pad, mop the floor and the wall cos gawd knows why the paint fall from the table and splattered all over! That’s end of the painting for her. The two eldest carry on with their painting with lots of arguing – “That’s my egg!” “Yours is so ugly!” “Boy don’t use Pink, OK?” *shudder*

Mischievious – The Story of the Poor Bin

Trying to act cute?

I don’t find them funny anymore. I had enough of her! I carried her down. She climbed up again. That’s when I used the clothes hanger and piak her butt and dragggggggg her down! She refused, struggled and started yelling and crying. The situation turned so chaotic I can sense the neighbour is going to dial 1-800-CHILD-ABUSE.

Birthday – 7 wonders of the year.

Sometime last week, Princess celebrated her 7th birthday without making a big hoo-haa over it. She wanted a party but Mummy is frighten of the aftermath clean-up. Infact, she was caught in a total suprise when we gave her a surprised birthday cake in Baskin Robbin.

She almost shed tears of joy when the waitress bring over the cake along with us singing to her the international birthday song. As usual la, Mummy is the emotional type. Was singing while choking and holding on to her tears. After all, she’s still my baby, ok! A big and heavy baby.

“But Mummy, my birthday is tomorrow.” Well, this is what we called a ‘Surprised Birthday Celebration’ *ngek.

Talented – The Musician and the Dancer

Princess was practising on her violin while Baby Princess was watching. Out of a sudden, she got up and started dancing.

Swirling and showing off her flare.

Makes me feel like I have a small concert at home. lol

Hero – Is that a bird? Is that an aeroplane? NO, it’s Superman!

Let the picture do the talking….

Who need Daddy when we have a Superhero at home?

Clap hand la, everybody.

I have this philosophy. No matter how naughty is other people’s child, I will just tell them off for their own good and will not touch (cane) them cos that is not my child. Only the child’s parent has the right to cane their own child.

How about, if you are a teacher, would you cane your student for their own good? For example, Princess who is 7 y/o forgot to bring one of her book. She did not do it on purpose. I know that cos she packed all her books and mistakenly placed that book in another bag. Of course she get caned on her palm. Of course she cried. Of course I am so heart sake to see her cry. It’s not a normal crying. I’m her mother I know her best. She is so tramautized by that incident. She cried like I’m the one lying in the coffin! (*touch wood)

Come on! She’s only 7 y/o and this is the first time she forgot to bring her book. Can’t the teacher gave her a second chance? I wonder who gave teachers permission to cane? I consoled daughter and telling her at she’s at fault, “Take this is a lesson lor. Next time remember to bring your books. Cry also no use. Already get caned.” I know “Spare the cane, spoilt the child” but I have to stand on daughter’s side too.

If I don’t confront the teacher, they are taking the answer as “Yes! You can cane my child.” For goodness sake, it is just a book. She’s not stealing or drawing graffiti or doing something bad. The teacher could at least punish her like stand throughout lesson or something like that.

But hor, if I confront the teacher, I’m putting my dauther at risk. Some teacher have this mentality, “Ok, you don’t like how I teach your daughter then from today onwards I’m not going to care what she do.” So you tell me la. What am I going to do? Just sit there like nothing happen? Some people might say, “Cane on the palm only wert. Can die meh?” So you tell me la. Can die or not. Don’t tell me the teacher never forget things? A child is still human wat. A child cannot forget to bring books meh? Don’t tell me the teacher never forget to bring books during her younger days. The more I say, the more I want to **** the teacher.

i heard something in the kitchen…. someone is doing some washing and scrubbing …. sheesh…. everyone tone down will ya….

it might be the rat…. or it might be the BOOGIE MAN…. sheesh!!!! oops. Sorry. it couldn’t be cinderella. hehe…

let’s take a peek….

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who’s that? who’s that?

told you so. it’s the BOOGIE MAN!!!

… sheesh…. tone down will ya. Let’s take a closer look again.

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Ahhh…. it’s the troublemaker. Should I go piak her backside? hmmm…

When I count up to three, we give her a boo ok?

One…..

Two…..

Three!

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boo, BABY!!!

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awww… she’s isn’t the most beautiful of kids. But thank goodness she’s cute! So how to piak her?

Three hours of simmering in the clay pot using the most nutritious ingredients – spinach, carrot and fish.

He took a snif at the aroma and ask for marmite. Wish is granted, my child.  He took a mouthfull of porridge and the next minute, he decided to PUKE IN THE BOWL OF PORRIDGE THAT I’M HOLDING!!! *sigh….

Sounds kind of a reliveve to me.  At least he did not throw up all over the place.  You know how messy it is to clean up puke. *euchhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…..

Whenever I watch western movies on teevee where the whole family would sit around the dining table to have a proper meal, I felt ashame of myself realising I’ve failed to creat that ambience and what some of them called? The bonding and quality time spent on the dining table.

My 2 elder kiddos age 6 and 4, prefer to have their meal in front of the teevee while the baby age 20months is BANNED!!! from having her meal anywhere near the dining table. I love my Ikea breakfast tray. Kids can use them as a makeshif dining table or a writing table.

Once you’ve started the bad habit, it’s hard to implement again the meal-on-proper-dining-table. If you have not started any of those, better don’t. Bad habit is hard to break.

p/s: And you should think why i’m putting this post under “Joy of Parenthood” category? I need a new category called “Dilemma of Parenthood”.

Pun of the day: I sold my soul to the devil for 2 bottles of whiskey and looking young forever.

I’ve been proscrastinating this morning and too lazy to update my blog or does anything. All I do is…. I … I do nothing 😐 . I’ll just throw in a craft. *sigh

Don’t tell me you need instruction for this? I hate craft. Craft is for babies and sissies! I’ve never get facinated by craft. Craft pieces always ended up in the waste paper basket. Don’t understand why some parent still love doing them.

Sorry.  I’m just talking grubbish (this word doesn’t exist in the dictionary.  It’s just me talking rubbish. *BLUEHHHHH*) . Blame it on the haze, Dear. It gets on my nerve and my mood.*sigh…

Heck! Don’t we all love craft???!!! Yes I do. (*cough* Have to show Eldest Princess a bit of support)

It has been around 5 years since the last time I went to a baby/parenting fair. This year, aside from exhibitors, they organized more games for the babies and toddler up to age 4.

A few games that we participate.

1) Baby crawling competition

“Look at all lame babies. My Baby Princess sure win wan.”

One minute later, “DISQUALIFIED!!! This is crawling competition la. Not running!”

“Aiks, wrong match? Baby Princess supposed to be in the running competition!”

2) Toddler Running Competition

Run Forest… I mean Baby. RUN!!! The first few seconds, baby was leading but she was distracted by all the cheering mothers strangers. She stop and look at them wondering what are they so excited about. Darn!

Yahoo!!!

3) Leapfrog Telematch

Looks easy tho. The rules: While you carry your child, they have to pick up a balloon from any 4 boxes at the corner and put them in the box at the centre of the stage. Adult is not allow to help the child with the balloons. They are given 1 minute for the task. Team with the most balloons in the box win.

My personal opinion on this match. The organizer has a brain as small as a frog. There is no age category for this match. Children age 1 to 4 is competing with each other. Just imagine this, you ask a 1 year old baby to pick up a balloon. Can she do it? The answer is NO! And since my son is 4y/o we pakat with him liao. He has been sniggering while watching all the babiessssssss. Some babies refused to drop the balloon in the box hence the adult have to shake them vigorously.

And guess what?

The most expensive ever prizes giving out during the fair!!! Check out Leapfrog if you want to know more about their educational toys. The match looks easy but it appear as not easy tho. I tried them at home with my son and my arm almost broken! And exhausted!

Closeup view on the talking computer.

Ever wonder why are we getting a computer suits infant & toddler age 0-36 months whereby Prince now is 4 y/o. So I get the unit trade in for the Preschool (age 3-6years) unit with the condition of buying 2 books costing RM64 (US$17.30) each from them. Wtf, that cost me an arm and leg for 2 books!!! RM128 can feed the whole family for 2 weeks!!! So with all the hoo-haa and complain queen and her SISTA in action, we bought only one book and walk away with the Preschool unit while our back is full with holes right now -_-. At least I tried.

At the mean time, next to the Parenting/baby fair, the wedding fair is also ongoing next door. Again, I drag hubby to participate in their “couples” games. No pic for this. But we win lots of expensive goodies. The most expensive is grand prize sponsored by S2 Slimming Centre – some cosmetic thing with the price tag still intact; RM300!

What is the most important things a wedding couple need on their first night?

So colourful and it was on promotion. Buy one free one!!!

Princess: Mummy, what is this?

Queen: err… ohh…. balloons… err….. PERFUME!!! yeah, PERFUME!!! See all those fragrants? 😳

The best part being there is you get to bring home sample baby foods or disposable diapers. They are in every nooks and corners. Just hang around their promoters, there will always be someone different to approach you with their newly released disposable diapers. Every participation in talks will be entitled to milk powders too and if you answer their question correctly, you will walk away with more baby cereal!!! Everywhere is milk powder, cereal, rusk, cereal, rusk, diapers, biscuits… bla bla bla….

What did i warned you? Can open a sundry shop liao.

“Baa… baa, black sheep, have you any wool?”

No instuction for this craft as I bet is easier than scramble an egg, right? You just to colour them and paste cotton on the lamb. For the finishing, cut out the shape of the lamb and you can pretend to have a little farm play with your child.

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I’ll be doing lots of travelling over the weekend to the north (Penang) and therefore to upper north again (Kedah). I’ve make some Konnyaku jellies (recipe on Monday) and cendol jellies for my niece birthday party tomorrow. And on Sunday I’m travelling to Kedah early in the morning for my 5th Sister’s graduation. Feeling tired at this moment just thinking of all the travelling. I hate travelling far especially with my kids who can’t sit still and they love to fight!!! I have to stock up lots of sweets and junks to keep them down and you know how sugar increases their hyper metabolism after that *glup*.

Enjoy your weekend and be good :). Say hi to your mom for me too. 😀

For kids from 3 y/o onwards.

Things you need:

Manila cardboard
Coloured papers
Crayon
Scissor
Glue
Nylon String

Firstly, draw a spiral (i.e. the snake) on the piece of manila cardboard and decorate them anyway that you like with crayons. Crumpled a small piece of coloured paper by rolling them with your thumb and index paper.

Glue all the cumpled papers anyway and anywhere your child prefer. Let them explore their imagination instead of telling them what to do. You will be surprise that they may turn out to be more artistic than you do.

Cut out a triangle for the tongue and make 2 dotted black eye for the snake. The adult might want to help the child by cut out the spiral line which will formed a snake. Lastly, poke a little hole on the top of the head and tie the nylon string.

You have now a bouncy little wiggly snake. Happy crafting…

One day when baby Dylan grew up, he will treasure this pic as much as I do. A Fatherly Figure!

Last night, I was reading Lion King to my Princess. I love the fatherly figure that King Mufasa shown, the part where Simba was in danger and King Mufasa appear from nowhere (and thanks to the feather babysitter, Zazu) to Simba’s rescue. There is another fatherly animated movie, The Finding Nemo. Both stories make me read them over and over again. I just love the part when both father and son shown affections.

Being a Malaysian and during my younger days, I don’t remember seeing my dad’s fatherly figure. We don’t get that hugs that we seen on tube. I used to tell myself, “ahh… it’s just an acting. A father doesn’t hug their daughters.” I feel that my dad has a very big man ego. We don’t go to daddy for problems. It is always mummy. Daddy is the type that will nods but permission is always granted from mummy.

As we grew older and have kids ourself, we used to ask mummy about daddy’s character. Very true how olden days daddy is regard as the man of the house. They don’t lift a hand in helping out housechores or babysitting. Regardless if it is nappy time or midnight feed. That was before. Now that Daddy is a Grandpa, he spoilt all his grandchildrens. He even washed their soiled bottom (so shocking to see that) and cooked delicious porridge for them. I love to see the way the man feeds their baby. Imagine their big gigantic hand holding a small plastic spoon. They look so cute and the act tickles me sometimes.

Guys that doesn’t cradle their baby should be ashame of them self. Every moment of cradling is priceless. One should never stop the affectionate expression they had towards their children too. Today, fathers are pressure to balance between their role as provider and their role as an actively involved parent in their children’s lives. It is difficult for men to find that balance.  Some little extra effort will give us a good result in long run.  Spent more time with them and get involve in their activities. Read them a bedtime story by cuddling under the cover together. It’s the bonding that will last forever in your children’s memory and one day when they grow up, they will sit down and treasure it as much as I love to.