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Oh Why Not?

15 Sep

PlastersM1 is up to sticking things on the wall again. Several nights ago, I found her injury plasters on the wall, at the same spot as where the fake diamond sticker has been for the longest time.

“Oh, why did you do that?” I asked sounding mildly annoyed.

“They were good plasters and I thought it’d be a waste to throw them away,” she justified as M2 listened on.

They never expected me to say, “Well, If you’re gonna stick plasters on the wall, at least stick them on the wall cracks!”

Both girls were taken aback with my answer but recovered quickly to let out a relieved chortle.

“Okay!” M1 readily agreed and peeled the two plasters from where it was and had them over the cracks in the wall.

Silly as it sounds, why not? Makes sense to plaster a crack on the wall, pun intended.

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Beautiful Brains, Part 2

12 Sep
Ohm nom nom...

Ohm nom nom…

“Mommy! Mommy! Come feel my skin,” M2 urges me enthusiastically several nights ago. “It’s so smooth! And you know why?”

“I don’t know. Tell me,” I indulged her.

“You’ve stopped calling us that name!” she said happily.

Feigning surprise, I said,”Ahh…. the ‘P’ word. I’ve been calling you two ‘Beautiful skin with brains’ and ‘Beautiful brains’, that’s why.”

“But you know what?” she added. “Not only my skin is so smooth now, my face is so round like the mooncakes we’ve been eating!”

It is the Mid-Autumn Festival this week and we have been savoring a lot of mooncakes. The girls love all the different flavors and eating to their heart’s content.

“Maybe you should call us ‘Skinny Face’ instead so that we don’t have mooncake faces because the other name worked,” M2 suggested.

Hahahaha… I don’t know… somehow ‘Skinny Face’ is not such an endearing term.

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Beautiful Brains

9 Sep

I like to call my girls all kinds of terms of endearment just for fun. Actual names are hardly used at home. Everyday when I reach home, upon opening the front door, I’d holler, “Minions! I’m home!!!” This went on for awhile, then I changed.

“Pimples! I am home!!!” or “Pimples, good night.” before bedtime.

Pimples? Well it sounds more personal than ‘people’ and it sort of rolls off the tongue.

One day, M2 complained, “Mommy, you shouldn’t call us ‘pimples’ cos I am getting a lot of it! It’s like a jinx. You should call us ‘brains’ or ‘beautiful skin’ so that we get these instead!”

Such brilliance from this child of mine.

So now the term of endearment is, “Beautiful brains! I am home!”

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Can I Choose My College Now?

26 Aug

My girls are all grown up with M1 literally ready for college next year and M2 having turned 13 this year. It was several months ago when hubby was advising M1 about college choices and M2 was listening just as intently.

Soon after, M2 said to hubby,“I supposed I am going to face this talk in four years’ time, huh?” and he nodded.

She then declared, “Can I choose my college now?” thinking this would save us and her this big decision-making challenge.

Cute.

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Identity Revealed

22 Jul

Recently, M2 finally caught up with reading all my postings on the blog. She was appalled to find the story of her Spidey’s mask and complained to hubby!

“Why did Mummy write about this? Now the whole world knows who’s Spider-Man!” she huffed.

Clearly my secret superhero child is not pleased that I revealed her identity. I reassured hubby that her identity is safe because as a result her ‘retirement’ (giving the suits away but keeping just the masks), the world now knows who the new superhero is (instead of her). Heheheh….

All Grown Up

26 Jun
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The 2014 birthday wishlist

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The 2013 birthday wishlist

M2 is all grown up with her birthday coming up at the end of this month. I can’t believe she is turning 13; she amazes me yet at the same time, a little heart-breaking that my baby is all grown up, officially a teenager come Monday, joining M1 who is four years older than her.

Despite the outlook of being all grown up, the child in her is very enthusiastic about the impending special day. Earlier in the month, she drew out, yes drew not write, her birthday wish list and showed me.

“Wow! A bit excessive, no?” I asked.

“No Mummy. It’s exactly the same as my list last year but less things. The only difference are the 13 on the cake and the year. See?” she pointed out philosophically.

What can I say? My baby is all grown up. Sniff…

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I Need to be 40kgs

24 Jun

“Mummy! I am 37 kgs!” M2 announced proudly one day.

“I need to be 40kg so that we can travel again!” she continued.

It is no secret that I set some unusual guidelines when it comes to family travels. Besides the Carrots Reward Program that I have for the girls for doing well in school, there is this weight requirement rule.

Two years ago, when I was planning our US Great Adventure Road Trip, I imposed the ruling that M2 needs to be 30kgs to withstand the 30-hour journey from here to the Land of Opportunity. She hit the target (besides the both of them meeting the school targets) and off we went.

It is 2014 now and while there is talk of going here, there and far away, the travel plans are still up in the air. So whenever the girls ask where we will go this year, I would remind that M2 needs to reach 40kgs.

“London? Paris? Australia? New Zealand? Florida?”

“40kgs then we talk.”

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The Breakfast Test

23 Jun

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Do you realize that those breakfast menus that you find available in hotel rooms, either hanging at the doorknob or placed on the table, are fun things? When the girls were younger and we traveled without them, we always made it a point to bring this home for them.

The menu was known as ‘The Breakfast Test’ because looking like a test paper, it was a ‘challenge’ to fill in the blanks and check the boxes, like in a real exam except that there’s never a wrong answer! Such a confidence booster to prep for real exams. Back then, it was such a big deal and something both girls looked forward to having besides the usual gifts galore.

They are much older now and sadly, this little fun thing to do seems trivial to them now.

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Eh, Dude!

17 Jun

During the recent two-week school holidays, the girls have been talking funny. They’d go, “Eh, Dude!” while addressing each other. Could it be that M2 is now a teenager too and this is teen talk? I don’t recall my teenage years addressing my only sibling like this even though he was a guy and here, my children are going like this – both being girls, mind you.

I overheard their conversation and was appalled at how they were addressing each other. “My goodness! How can you call each other ‘Dude!'” I reprimanded them, “You’re girls and sisters! Be nicer.”

The next thing I knew, “Yo bro!”

I give up.

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Because Ah!

5 Jun

When M1 was a toddler and talking a mile a minute, it was quite heartwarming to listen to her. Whenever faced with a situation, we would query her and she’d seriously reply, “Because…. ah.”

Not quite how to react to the answer initially, we would probe, “Because ah? There must be a reason!” and she’d go, “Because…. ah laa!” in a pitch higher, for emphasis, than the previous phrase stated and the case will be closed. It became quite amusing as this was always the standard answer. Regardless of situation, it is always “Because… ah” that clarifies all.

This phrase is still being used at home whenever we have conversations. It’s the mother of all answers to clarify the situation, any situation. Don’t ask how or why, else I’d happily tell you, “Because…. ah.” and further emphasize with “Because…. ah laa!” to end it all if you didn’t comprehend in the first place.

Despite this rule, somehow the girls have forgotten. One day, we were chatting away and the girls ask me something, and I replied, “Because… ah.”

“You call that an answer?” M1 questioned incredulously, obviously having forgotten the golden rule of answering initiated by her.

“Because…. ah laa!” and this clarified all. The end. Finito.

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