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There’s No Free Lunch

18 Dec

Recently, I sent M2 to the mall for a friend’s birthday party and she was happily saying it was a free lunch. I was in one of my moods and decided to correct her about free things in this world.

“There’s no free lunch. Nothing’s free in this world,” I tried to instill the worldly reality into my child.

“Yes there is,” she countered.

Sometimes innocence can be a blessing.

“Really? Name me one thing” I challenged.

“Well… Oxygen is free.”

“Go on…” I probed.

“Free food samples in the supermarket!” She beamed at me.

I think it will be tough to instill the worldly reality into M2.

Goodbye Forever

24 Nov

So I kept to my word and handed over to M2 the iPhone4, which amazingly has been still surviving well without battery issues after I upgraded to the iPhone5S. Hubby even upgraded the SIM card and had the old mobile number reactivated for use. Like a giddy child on Christmas morning, M2 began customizing my old iPhone4 to her liking.

The ‘Angie’s iPhone’ ID has been renamed to reflect her ownership. The layout of the pages have been moved around with most of my stuff either filed away or deleted. Slowly, my presence on the phone was reduced and her preference put in.

I guess this is really goodbye forever to my old iPhone4. No more relying on it for my Farm Heroes! Oh no. But thank goodness for the latest update of it on the iPad, the game is now more stable.

Old as it may be to me, the iPhone4 is a new phone for M2, a new beginning. Goodbye iPhone4, be good to M2 and serve your new owner well.

Where Did Time Go?

31 Oct

It’s a significant milestone today not because it is Halloween but my firstborn, M1, has graduated from high school. Where did 17 years go?

It seemed like only yesterday when I was waddling like a penguin and pregnant with her, dizzily happy that our little family was about to grow. Wasn’t it just two days ago, when my heart cracked a little as we sent her off to kindergarten, teary-eyed and frightened yet putting up a brave face? And when M2 came along, the labor pain was all worth it.

Gosh, although living through 17 years may be a long time but looking back and reliving it is not. The journey has had its fair share of ups and downs, from dealing with a demanding baby to boisterous toddler and defiant teenager to matured young adult, you name it, we went through it.

To many more years to come, M1, I love you.

Okay I think I’m gonna bawl…

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.

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.

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!”

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.

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…

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.”