Friday, January 31, 2014

Gallop into the Horse Year



 Good health ! Good results !

Monday, January 27, 2014

Goodye Ms Subaru

After driving for many years, it's time to finally let her go.

We got Ms Subaru as the second car in July 2007 , mainly for me to chauffeur the girls around. Its low fuel consumption; compact size is simply attractive. Plus I'm not that tall to look like a giant in a dwarf car, though hubby looks like one when he drives this car on weekends.
The girls used to like it, I had the Hello Kitty chairtable for them in the car, they eat on the go. I know this would attract unwanted pests, but our schedule is really tight. Plus I clean the car diligently. 
I love Ms Subaru coz' for a dummy like me, parallel parking becomes so easy. I've seen how cars tried to park a not too big lot and drive off after failed attempts, I take their lot and have the smurk look on my face as I walked out of the car. 

Subsequently over the years my girls have grown bigger. The car has become a little too squeezy for them. Last year when both girls have to carry big bags, it became worst. It was a battle of the faster hands win. They have no place to put their schoolbags, so they stack up and then start fighting. "My bag is at the bottom, the bag dropped to my side, I have no place etc..."  I get so immuned to their fights. When hubby's not around, they always ask me to drive his car but I refuse. I'd only drive if I had alot of bulky stuffs to buy.

Anyway, we've made the decision to sell one car this year and obviously it has to be Ms Subaru.

Thank you for serving me so well. I'm going to miss you. 

Saturday, January 11, 2014

Goodbye my dear friend. We'll meet again

Our dearest friend whom we got to know in MMI is leaving SIN for home. We're sad ...
Kids having fun jumping while the mummies are busy talking


Farewell Gifts for N and the boys.
Ohh... I love this coin bank. It says there Vacation Fund. Save up money for your air-tickets to SIN, Deccy
Mei-mei love to touch baby A, keeps stroking her legs and .... ok back at home she told me she wanted a sister. Nah! I must be crazy if I ever listen to her.

Thursday, January 2, 2014

1st day of school

It's funny, I don't seem to welcome this year. It's probably because this is THE YEAR for my first born.

With my first-born, everything is a FIRST TIME for me. For the first time I learnt how to change a baby's diapers; bathe; how to feed and what to feed. It was my first time 'building a solid foundation' for my kid in academic ways
 
When she went into Primary 1, I followed her. When her grades plummet in beginning of Primary 3, my heart ached. When she excelled, I shared the joys with her. When I say I cursed and swore at the education system in Singapore,  I'm not joking. The thought of me, at 30+++, still studying with her irks me. (Though I must admit I do feel good when she thinks so highly of me asking me every question) Solving and challenging her to work faster than me in solving those stupid stupid ridiculous Math questions. Cracking my brain to think of how to answer those Science Section B questions, guiding her. Funny! I never seem to crack my brain that hard when I took my PSLE?!
I'm not a genius and I'm learning along as she grows. And I'm proud to say I'm an experienced slave driver.
 
There are times when I learn from my own mistakes but this year we can risk to make any mistakes at all.

This year will be my first timer as a PSLE-er. ARGH!! I have no idea how well prepared she is. I scream at her daily reading her compositions.
I wanna cry.. I've a whole bookshelf filled with composition books that Popular bookstore had transferred their stock to me - if you know what I mean.
I made her memorise phrases and she don't use it. I practice Oral with her and she doesn't score that well. I get frustrated when she mispronounce her words, I get angry when she , in her haste to get it over and done with, give me slipshod picture discussion. I wanna wring her neck when I see how careless she is in her Math. So what if she is a divergent thinker? She has no logically thinking when I scold her over the same thing all these years. Needless to day, this year is not a year to repeat those mistakes and rightfully gain back the marks that she has been losing. I think I do sound a little panicky huh? (Duh! I think I just repeated my sentence!!)
 
On another note, here's to more "complaints from lil' one's teachers" - I want to get myself drunk. Hmm..... I wonder what silly and funny things she'll do in school.
 
To my girls, STUDY HARD!!