If I can have it my way,

I’d rather throw caution to the wind.

I want to embrace what makes the heart sing,

To run to what is opened

To savour what is there,

Every drop, every ounce, every iota.

But my ways are not greater than His,

My wants often not in check,

My piquancy inaccurate.

I should just sit upon the Rock

And wait and wait,

But sometimes, I just want it my way.

she asked me, “Mama, can you teach me how to write all these?” pointing to the digits and letters that I have just written down for the Angel.

Oh, how can I not love to bits and pieces such an endearing and precocious 3 year old.

So old school!

To celebrate Fathers’ Day, I bought old school watches from TotallyHotStuff for everyone! Remember when we were young and nearly everyone will have the same old school style watch with stopwatch function and alarm. My angels are loving it! Ti-ti-ti-ti-ti …

So, that Sunday, The Angel told me that she wasn’t attending church as it was Fathers’ Day and she wanted to spend time with her dad.

They then had a conversation that went like this :

The Angel : Papa, why don’t you want to go to church?

Papa : Everyone has different practices in their belief.

The Angel : What is your belief?

Papa : I believe that everyone should be good.

After a short pause ….

The Angel : If you can spell good, you can spell God!

Can you dig her brain?

And she kept up to her word. She accompanied her papa the whole time she was home and was so sweet and loving.

I found two boxes of mushrooms in the fridge. One dried up like shiitake mushrooms and another has mould!
Yikes! I’m totally disorganized at the moment!

A conversation I had with a father and his son, at my favourite Peranakan Kueh Shop, Molly’s ….

Boy : Daddy, daddy, I want to eat this. Buy leh, buy for me! (Boy keeps touching the exposed kueh with bare fingers.)

Daddy : Ok, which one do you want?

Boy : This one, this one. (Continues to touch the kueh.)

Alternative Mom looked on in horror when the dad picked those that the boy wanted but not what the boy had touched.

Alternative Mom (to the father) : Maybe you should pick those that your son has touched as they are already contaminated.

Daddy (To Alternative Mom) : Never mind.

Alternative Mom gave her classic horrified look and shook her head!

That parent must wise up!

Three important events prompted me to blog again.

1) My Other Angel, who happily left with my father while I took the Angel to a class in town, aroused a lot of emotion in me. I’m thankful for her kind act of letting go and going with my parents, whom she had never done so alone ever, so easily.

2) I wrote something totally out of character of someone whom I tried to avoid confronting. It’s the evil in me showing up, probably. Time to repent, talk to God and touch base with myself.

3) I need to start writing again. Touch base, yes, touch base.

The Other Angel was left alone to sit on the toilet bowl (as always) because she said she wanted to do a em-em (poo) and suffered a fall.

A clatter brought the alternative dad to the toilet to find her sprawled on the floor and attempting to stand while hollering away. A big bruise on the top of her head and hugs later, she was composed.

The Angel, who rushed to the scene, was in tears to see the Other Angel injured. She then told me strongly, ” Next time, we must not leave Meimei in the toilet alone. Someone has to sit with her.

After the episode, the two Angels laid in bed to talk about the incident.

The Angel : Meimei, did you em-em?

The Other Angel : No. Fall down. Fall down. (Make funny noises that sound like falling down)

The Angel (Kisses the Other Angel’s hand) : Meimei, you were sitting, then you ‘bomp’!

Now when we sit in the toilet with her, she will tell us, ” Fall down. Wah,wah, wah! Ouwie.

What Will You Be?

Has anyone every asked your child what she would like to be when she grows up?

My Angel has gone from being a fighter jet pilot to becoming a teacher, a doctor and now, an engineer.

Yesterday, she had a really interesting conversation with a lovely friend of mine.

AA : What would you like to be when you grow up?

Angel : I’d like to be like my papa, I want to be an engineer.

AA : Don’t you want to be like your mother when you grow up? Be a SAHM and look after your children?

Angel : I want to be like my papa, I want to be an engineer.

AA : Don’t you want to stay at home and look after your children?

Angel : I want to be like my papa.

AA : Hmmm…. but don’t you want to stay at home to look after your children?

Angel : I still want to be like my papa. PAUSE ….. Hmmmmm…. my papa is a man, how can I be like him? *Laugh loudly!*

When I was young, my mom didn’t sell me the idea of being a SAHM, except to be someone useful. I’m now completely sold to be a SAHM and I think I easily become one because my mom was one and I could easily see how important it was to have a SAHM in the house when I was growing up.

What would my girls grow up to be? It’s probably time to start selling them the idea ….

Finally checked out Things We Forget (a Made in Singapore Post It Note Production) after putting it off for eons!

Reminds me of The Interesting Thoughts of Edward Monkton!

Both inspiring and uplifting.

My kind of art, my kind of thoughts, my kind of people!

Check them out!

Have you heard of the Allergic March?

80% of children who suffer from eczema and food allergies are on the march to asthma and nasal allergies.

The Angel seems to be heading this way and the Other Angel suffered her first attack of urticaria (hives due to allergic reaction) on the very last day of 2009.

Both our hearts sank when the Other Angel suffered that acute attack. Severe hives all over her face and limbs.

I’m now working to prevent the onset of asthma on The Angel and keep the Other Angel from any more urticaria.