1+1+1 = ALOT OF NOISE

David and sarah is back for CNY.

As much as I love them, I have to say, I am almost deaf now.

They shout, they scream, they glee with delights.

They have endless of energy.

They have so many tricks up their sleeves.

They roped in Maoster to do so many funny things; some good, some bad and some ended in tears with knocks here and there.

And, they ate far too much ice cream even by Bunster's standards.

But oh well, whatever, its the CNY!

If you cannot beat them, join them.

Let he who has ears be deafen!

It's OFFICIAL...

yes, 2008 is officially soon to be over ( I mean there's 15 days of CNY but we are really trying to push it aren't we?)
When 1 January 2009 was here, the chinese in us (or me, I shouldn't drag the world down)will be thinking of putting things to be done till the chinese new year is over(etc, the dieting, the working harder, the 1001 that one should do to be a better person...)like there's always extension period but now that is almost gone.
Anyways, for CNY, Aung + Maoster cleaned the mopped the floor and I cooked (normally termed as division of specialization).

Hmmm, I mean we don't need 3 people to mop the floor right?

We can always count on Aung to pick up the pieces!

The mean chicken stew I made that gained great support from my son.

My well rehearsed son and his tool for ang pow collection
This new year will be challenging - and as what Father thong mentioned in his sermon at st matthew on CNY's eve using the book of Joshua. It may seem the wrong time, the most inappropriate circumstances, it may seem to be an impossible task, it may seemed that difficulties may befall our path but if we just follow the ark before us, we know that the Lord is leading us to the land of Cannans - flowing with milk and honey. The future is hopeful becos our Lord is before us.

Have a great and meaningful and most blessed year of the OX!

Failed Negotiations

Maoster: Big dog, small dog, lion and lamb!

Bunster: No choose only 1!

Maoster: Hmmmmm Big dog, lamb, lion and small dog!

Bunster: No you can only take 1 home.

Maoster: NO! LION, BIG DOG, SMALL DOG, LAMB!

Bunster: NO. YOU CAN ONLY TAKE 1 HOME!

Aung: Okay, Choose 2.

Bunster: GLARES.

Maoster: LION, BIG DOG, SMALL DOG, LAMB!

Bunster: Fine, you stay here with Ma Ma, if you cannot choose one to bring home.

Maoster: Goodbye Mummy. Goodbye Daddy.

Bunster: FINE!

Mao and his furry friends- His comrades at home.

So we left home without Maoster. That was until 10pm my mom called and said he wants to GO HOME with Daddy and Mummy and cried buckets (as my mom tried to feed him medicine, that's another story!) And nope, none of his furry friends came along.

I need to dig into parenting books - Any recommendations? Best titled, HOW TO GET YOUR SON TO COOPERATE? or HOW TO SKIP TERRIBLE 2? Something like that would be great.

You know A rabbit lost her tail becos...

1. After sleeping at 9pm, I still feel as if I haven't slept in years.

2. That I gave up the idea of eating KFC and opted to cook instant noodles instead on a weekend.

3. The pages of the book that I am reading ( the wind up bird chronicle) is not moving as fast although it is supposedly a very enchanting book to keep one hooked.

4. That although the thermometer states that I am 37.3degrees, I keep pushing it to my ears every half an hour insisting that somehow will read 39 degrees.

5. I have not not stacked my fridge to the brim although CNY is coming soon...

6. Everything that comes out of Aung's mouth is either too soft or too loud for my liking.

7. That I keep missing out dates and thinks that I am in 2008

8. I volunteered Maoster on a WHOLE DAY TV Program to stop him from asking me to "open your eyes mummy"

9. I am wearing my shades now in the office

10. my Aung just msn me in the middle of the day to ask me if I want ice cream later...



Find my tail won't you?

Maybe I should retreat to the fridge for the time being.

上课像条虫， 下课一条龙！

I cannot find anything apt in English to express this....

I had tears in my eyes....

Singaporeans arrested for protest in support of Burmese Activists from choonhiong on Vimeo.

when I was in the middle of this video that Gee told me about.

Wells of tears.

Bouts of tears.

Tears that I cannot contained.

Of all people, at all times

They even had to zoom in

For that 10 secs or so ( at the 4 min 48 seconds onwards)

My dear hubby he always makes me laugh

He's the perfect "Celefare"

Talk is Cheap

With that super excited, really happy, oh you are so lucky type of energy and tonality, Says,

Bunster: Hey, Mao, do you like to go to school?

Maoster: Yes! Yeah!

Bunster: Wow, Good boy!

Bunster: What do you wear to school?

Maoster: White shoes

Bunster: Clever boy!

Bunster: So can you cry in school tomorrow?

Maoster: Nooooooooooooo ( In a dun be ridiculous tonality)

Bunster: Brave Boy!

Bunster: So you will play toys, sing songs and have a snack with your friends? So fun right?

Maoster: (Nodding his head), Roll ball.... play toys

Bunster: Right!

Bunster: So, what must you say to Ma Ma when you go to school?

Maoster: Hmmmmmmm.... GoodBye Ma Ma

Bunster: yes, Tmr Ma Ma cannot be in class with you okay, you have to be in class by yourself and Ma Ma will be waiting for you outside. Ok?

Maoster: Okay....



An hour after class begins Bunster calls AH MA....

Bunster: How? he can?

AH MA: CANNOT LAH.... he keeps looking for me... WHERE MA MA?

Bunster: Huh, How?

AH MA: .. CRY LIKE MAD LAH when I hide ... teacher ask me to stay....

Bunster: How huh, like that...

Ah MA: Wait lor and talk to him lor....



TALK IS CHEAP. ACTION SPEAKS LOUDER THAN WORDS!

He rather sleep than hears me nag now...

One end to the other...

I started on the "Perfect Vegetable" supplement as part of the "healthier" 2009 Bunster....as I realised that I may not be getting enough of these.... but of cos the question now is will I remember to eat them...
Maoster however, on the other end needs no help with that as till now he still goes "wow " when he sees his green and definitely bonkers when he sees carrots or corns.

I think my MIL prayers have come true! At last someone in the family who believes in eating right and healthily - as she proudly puts. Her grandson is "modern" as only someone who is advanced in his thinking would know that eating greens is the way to go.... Oh well, at least someone is pleasing her....

No Fear of Losing...

I was talking to HL on MSN today.

We were talking about how a March to be mom had given birth to a 1.3kg baby and how that the mom had to suffer without epidural becos of the fear of harming the too soon to come baby and that air con has to be off so that the tempreture of the baby will not drop too much after deliver... where all should be done congratulating the mom for her safe delivery despite the dram and trauma, all I can say is I am so scared that I actually feel like puking....

Honestly I hate to be pregnant. I hate this vulnerability... this possible of losing what is to come and having no control and yet whole world congratulating u all the way through.... I totally went into a state of wreck when I realised I am to deliver Maoster at week 35 0 days where I started seeing blood. With my miscarriage of my 2nd baby, it only makes my fear and phobia of being pregnant even larger and bigger to the point of puking!

If we have no fear of losing, then we will not be fearful. That's what HL said ( bravely after her first miscarriage and now her last leg of the race with her baby boy to be due in mid march)... NO FEAR OF LOSING.... As much as I have fully got over my miscarriage I really still have that lingering fear of going through it again... and what if a stillborn, what if its unhealthy... and so though there's a Jayla 2009 project, I am so not willing to embark on it....

And I realised it applies to many facets of life....

If we have no fear of losing and understanding that all is in God's hands and permission, we shouldn't be too stressed about the downturn in economy as our Father in Heaven will provide abundently... If we have no fear of losing, we will not be too wary about how our children are doing in school and in achieving academics, if we have no fear of losing, we will be better neighbour, a better friend, a better sibling, a better colleague....

I hope that I will lead a "no fear of losing" life because I know my provider is God and that my life and all is existence belongs to God. It is a positive outlook of life and not one of "resigned to fate" attitude... its a journey with God of Hope, Faith and Love...

The road ahead is long..... let us all pray....

36 and still looking like 26!

Photo taken on his 35 birthday with his botak Maoster

Most people thinks Aung looks younger than his age.
I tend to agree as all the family photos that we have ,since we started dating since he was 25 pretty much looked the same as how he looked now.
Like his ability to maintain his look of "youth", Aung has the ability to maintain being the most polite, calm, gentle, softspoken, kind and generous person that I know of 11 years.
Being the always happy to stand "in the shadow" and bask in the happiness of family and friends he love, I guess today is a good day for him to be showered all the attention and nice-ness.
So, if you happen to remember or read my blog, hey do send him an sms to wish him a very blessed B'day!
Blessed B'day my dearest hubby, May the Good Lord bless you to be a God fearing and God favoured man!

Diaper Fashion

"No!", says Maoster

"So be it !"says Bunster

"If you don't wear it on your butt,

Just wear it on your head!

I just need you to wear your diaper basically!"

Before anyone rushes to report me for any child abuse - note that this is a clean, unused diaper. Mind your own business!

First Day of School

He looked very cute and adorable in his school uniform and his cap.

He hang his water bottle by his neck .

He carries his school bag all by himself with a hanky in his pocket.

He loves his white socks and shoes.

He resisted when we reach.

He somehow enjoyed the toys - a bit too much that he cried buckets when it was taken away from him.

He refused to sit and listen to songs nor did he listened to any teacher's instructions.

He wanted to be alone.

He wanted to play with his toys.

He wanted to go to the playground and was happy when he finally went

He cried buckets again when they said it was time to go back to class.

He asked where mummy, whenever I sneaked to the back...

He hardly smiled.

He doesn't look scared but he really doesn't want you to come bother him unless u wanna play toys with him.

He says "No" more than "Yes"

He says "Mummy"more than I liked

He was extremely stubborn and refused to budge or give in.

Maybe that's his way of showing that he's stressed at a new school environment.

He said bye bye to the whole world when the teacher said we can go off now.

He agree that it was good and decide to join his class to sing the goodbye song.

Now, the ultimate qn when I was walking home with him, Would you want to come school again, mao?

He nod his head.

For now, that's good enough to sooth my unrest mind and my separation anxiety. And did I not mention, I can't sleep last night. I wonder what I would do if he gets married one day. That's where Aung said, you need another baby dear, a Mao-replacement! Mao you must be happy at school okay?