tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15245513576837754042024-03-13T18:30:35.674+08:00sAme BuT diFferEnT -- EVANGELIA & RAE-ANNBaby Ehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13004020329763355627noreply@blogger.comBlogger343125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1524551357683775404.post-77841187631263443502010-10-27T11:52:00.005+08:002010-10-27T16:28:43.206+08:00Evangelia@nearing 4 years old & Rae-Ann@15 months soon<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TMfQpyRG_DI/AAAAAAAACzo/R9DIRGRq5eA/s1600/23102010366.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532620083534691378" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TMfQpyRG_DI/AAAAAAAACzo/R9DIRGRq5eA/s320/23102010366.jpg" /></a><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">Again</span>, it has been a long time since my mama can blog. Papa will once in awhile "nag" her to start it again. He misses reading the posts and enjoys the pics (even though he has them in the PC). So here goes!<br /><br />An update on my <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">muimui</span>--Rae-Ann. She's still not sleeping through the nights. Only on good nights, she <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">will</span> wake up at 4am or 5am for 1 milk feed. Other than that, she cries for milk or attention at 2am, 4am, 6am and then 7am. Parents have the toughest job on earth.<br /><br />But on the whole, she's a <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error">toughier</span>. Unlike me, I fall sick easily, even when I was her age. But Rae would not be under the weather for more than 3 days, except for the last she had--fake measles.<br /><br />She is learning to walk now. She can actually walk without assistance but I think she's afraid of falling. She will request to hold hands. She loves books, can sit in the car throughout the journey just flipping and staring at books when she's not fussing. She learns very fast and you can see her immediate application. For instance, she points to her head, mouth, tummy etc when asked. She can imitate the sound of a cat, lion and crying baby if she sees the pictures/objects, or when you ask her. Depends on her mood to respond though. If you see the picture above, she was trying to imitate me fixing the <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error">lego</span>. She tried and tried at it for awhile.<br /><br />She can also sit by herself and play without needing someone to be close by, not like me at all! But she is generally bad tempered when things don't get in her way. She will scream, shout or throw tantrums, especially, when she's hungry or tired. By the way, she's not afraid of me, her Ga <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error">Jie</span>. If I "disturb" her, she fights bad by shouting irritably, that always draw adults' attention to her rescue. But my parents are teaching her to love me. To love being with me and not always "complain" about me when I play gently.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TMfQplPqcmI/AAAAAAAACzg/F679dHOQUIc/s1600/23102010363.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532620080038965858" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TMfQplPqcmI/AAAAAAAACzg/F679dHOQUIc/s320/23102010363.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TMfQpLEStYI/AAAAAAAACzY/ko8hs6iRd5U/s1600/19102010360.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532620073011950978" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TMfQpLEStYI/AAAAAAAACzY/ko8hs6iRd5U/s320/19102010360.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TMfQo0DxYCI/AAAAAAAACzQ/Niw6q1qig4M/s1600/19102010359.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532620066835750946" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TMfQo0DxYCI/AAAAAAAACzQ/Niw6q1qig4M/s320/19102010359.jpg" /></a><br />As for me, I'm happy at Newton Kindergarten since I started in July this year. Learning academic stuffs are not my cup of tea, but I am showing some improvements. I can write my name, though the cases may be all over the place. But at least I can spell it and recognise all the letters. </div><div> </div><div>I still love life! I am energy-charged with people around me. I started my dance classes in September and I am loving it too! One of the platforms mama is preparing me to acquire a proper dance skill. She is still figuring out what is my dance genre; ballet, hip hop (so me) or others. But she think ballet is the basis of all other dances. So it's good to learn ballet. </div><div> </div><div>Started at <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error">MindChamps</span> Reading <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error">CSM</span> too and love each class. Recently, I showed great interest and talent for drawing. My parents are amazed how creative I am. No one taught me how to draw, but I could draw just by looking at the picture or object. Mama said, maybe if time permits will sign me up for art class! Yippee! I was happy when I heard about it, whatever it was!</div><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TMfQogVEn4I/AAAAAAAACzI/XVj9mHMA-gI/s1600/19102010358.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532620061539606402" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TMfQogVEn4I/AAAAAAAACzI/XVj9mHMA-gI/s320/19102010358.jpg" /></a> </div><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TMfMEob_D1I/AAAAAAAACzA/A9R2k0bmCJM/s1600/14102010356.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532615047194283858" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TMfMEob_D1I/AAAAAAAACzA/A9R2k0bmCJM/s320/14102010356.jpg" /></a>By the way, <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error">Mui</span> loves <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error">kiddy</span> rides like me. But unlike me, she makes a loud noise as if demanding to ride on it whenever she sees one! She will insist. She likes it when mama inserts coins and it moves. As for me, I'm cool about it. Sometimes, I'm terrified by it moving! <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error">Hahaha</span>...It was <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error">mui</span> that accompany me that gave me courage.<br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TMfMEJMZGrI/AAAAAAAACy4/CdjFuxE_XMQ/s1600/14102010355.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532615038807382706" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TMfMEJMZGrI/AAAAAAAACy4/CdjFuxE_XMQ/s320/14102010355.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TMfMDy7m_mI/AAAAAAAACyw/dOeLqGerC1U/s1600/14102010354.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532615032831409762" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TMfMDy7m_mI/AAAAAAAACyw/dOeLqGerC1U/s320/14102010354.jpg" /></a> Sisters forever!<br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TMfMDi7sPxI/AAAAAAAACyo/Q7vxvich1YI/s1600/10102010348.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532615028536786706" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TMfMDi7sPxI/AAAAAAAACyo/Q7vxvich1YI/s320/10102010348.jpg" /></a> Sunny Gals! <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error">Mui</span> somehow knows that that pair belongs to her and will only wear that particular pair even if you offer mine to her. Smart.<br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TMfMDQGHqTI/AAAAAAAACyg/NZALHnhWOVw/s1600/10102010344.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532615023480252722" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TMfMDQGHqTI/AAAAAAAACyg/NZALHnhWOVw/s320/10102010344.jpg" /></a> </div></div></div></div></div>Baby Ehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13004020329763355627noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1524551357683775404.post-31598899144064438872010-07-18T20:57:00.008+08:002010-07-18T23:04:20.916+08:00Swimming @ SAFRA Jurong<div align="center"> Ok, mama said this pic was supposed to be somewhere at the end of this post. But it already took sooooo looong to upload all these pics and she accidentally deleted it when it was uploaded correctly. So when she uploaded this again, it then refused to be moved. Sigh, so she gave up cos it was already 11pm. Pardon her.......</div><div align="center"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495259575358167362" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TEMVd_nJmUI/AAAAAAAACyQ/pyT0qhOyv8s/s320/IMG_7242.JPG" /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TEMP4UpMJCI/AAAAAAAACyI/bYUcJI0tnKo/s1600/IMG_7220.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495253430610699298" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TEMP4UpMJCI/AAAAAAAACyI/bYUcJI0tnKo/s320/IMG_7220.JPG" /></a>We went to <a href="mailto:SAFRA@Jurong">SAFRA@Jurong</a> for a swim since the weather was a killer these days. But I guessed the timing wasn't really appropriate. When we reached there it was only 130pm. But we didn't swim then, Rae would be napping soon. So my parents decided to just dip in.</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> I latched onto Rae's (passed to her) float like my lifeline! kekkeke...My "chicken" instinct kicked in.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TEMP30AwMeI/AAAAAAAACyA/-_bG8i7n3Fs/s1600/IMG_7221.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495253421851161058" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TEMP30AwMeI/AAAAAAAACyA/-_bG8i7n3Fs/s320/IMG_7221.JPG" /></a> Rae, trying to balance as she walked.<br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TEMP3SRIqGI/AAAAAAAACx4/23lttU1tSTw/s1600/IMG_7224.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495253412793067618" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TEMP3SRIqGI/AAAAAAAACx4/23lttU1tSTw/s320/IMG_7224.JPG" /></a> Muimui was a lil sleepy, her nap then soon.....z.z..z.z.z<br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TEMP2zj6DoI/AAAAAAAACxw/Z3zW8p5sOKQ/s1600/IMG_7226.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495253404550303362" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TEMP2zj6DoI/AAAAAAAACxw/Z3zW8p5sOKQ/s320/IMG_7226.JPG" /></a> I was scared, but still remembered to smile for the camera!<br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TEMP2NgQDiI/AAAAAAAACxo/NYxVxR-pDGU/s1600/IMG_7227.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495253394334420514" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TEMP2NgQDiI/AAAAAAAACxo/NYxVxR-pDGU/s320/IMG_7227.JPG" /></a> Papa with Mui.<br /><div align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TEL_1Hz0VWI/AAAAAAAACxg/G2Wi15tqU-0/s1600/IMG_7228.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495235783439963490" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TEL_1Hz0VWI/AAAAAAAACxg/G2Wi15tqU-0/s320/IMG_7228.JPG" /></a> Family shot. But I was still a little afraid and cling on tight to my mama! She actually told me to move closer to the middle, but I was too scared!<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TEL_0iPB-oI/AAAAAAAACxY/4xxdYAb8s9M/s1600/IMG_7229.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495235773353556610" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TEL_0iPB-oI/AAAAAAAACxY/4xxdYAb8s9M/s320/IMG_7229.JPG" /></a> Mama and mui, enjoying.<br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TEL_0DnrK0I/AAAAAAAACxQ/N3Es1Tc35p4/s1600/IMG_7233.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495235765135420226" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TEL_0DnrK0I/AAAAAAAACxQ/N3Es1Tc35p4/s320/IMG_7233.JPG" /></a> After our swim, we headed to Jurong Point for dinner. Bad choice, but no choice, since it was the nearest. It was SO crowded! This mall never seemed to change in its crowd-size my parents said. It had been like this since my papa's army days when he used to go there.<br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TEL_zuo3slI/AAAAAAAACxI/Th9-2hrXzGc/s1600/IMG_7234.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495235759503290962" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TEL_zuo3slI/AAAAAAAACxI/Th9-2hrXzGc/s320/IMG_7234.JPG" /></a> We ate at Din Tai Feng. Or rather my parents ate and I napped. Yes, at the wrong time, again.<br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TEL_zAXPz9I/AAAAAAAACxA/yZZm78eyE1M/s1600/IMG_7235.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495235747081342930" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TEL_zAXPz9I/AAAAAAAACxA/yZZm78eyE1M/s320/IMG_7235.JPG" /></a> While I was in lalaland, muimui was happily eating her dinner and playing. Muimui wanted to touch papa's tongue.<br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TEL935I3xOI/AAAAAAAACw4/RvR-cPnJ10w/s1600/IMG_7236.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495233632018089186" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TEL935I3xOI/AAAAAAAACw4/RvR-cPnJ10w/s320/IMG_7236.JPG" /></a> Mui pointed at the receipt as if she was reading. She learnt the pointing from mama, I think. Mama always pointed at things to her and explained to her what they were. Especially, during reading time. Mama noticed Mui is quite a fast learner. Very different from me. I learnt fast on things that were wacky, fun, out of the norm and, you know what I mean. Practically, things that weren't academic! Still a little like that now. Oh well, to each HER own! I'm still loved. :)<br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TEL93W2GqnI/AAAAAAAACww/U8XsdJdTdM8/s1600/IMG_7237.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495233622812568178" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TEL93W2GqnI/AAAAAAAACww/U8XsdJdTdM8/s320/IMG_7237.JPG" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TEL92vjZgmI/AAAAAAAACwo/OPFR-wOpVtw/s1600/IMG_7238.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495233612265128546" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TEL92vjZgmI/AAAAAAAACwo/OPFR-wOpVtw/s320/IMG_7238.JPG" /></a> So happy!<br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TEL92JDrW7I/AAAAAAAACwg/SgPZoXI_fO4/s1600/IMG_7239.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495233601931533234" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TEL92JDrW7I/AAAAAAAACwg/SgPZoXI_fO4/s320/IMG_7239.JPG" /></a> My muimui likes to slant her lower jaw when she smiles. I wonder why.....<br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TEL91qbmEvI/AAAAAAAACwY/NXI7tsqySVA/s1600/IMG_7240.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495233593710351090" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TEL91qbmEvI/AAAAAAAACwY/NXI7tsqySVA/s320/IMG_7240.JPG" /></a>See the slanted smile?! But it was still a nice smile. :)<br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TEL7-LSDacI/AAAAAAAACwQ/OdcHxOzkz5k/s1600/IMG_7241.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495231540944398786" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TEL7-LSDacI/AAAAAAAACwQ/OdcHxOzkz5k/s320/IMG_7241.JPG" /></a> <a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TEL78u1Lp2I/AAAAAAAACwA/oqvRAuXoyfc/s1600/IMG_7243.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495231516127242082" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TEL78u1Lp2I/AAAAAAAACwA/oqvRAuXoyfc/s320/IMG_7243.JPG" /></a> Our kakak from Indonesia. Has been a good helper with a good heart so far. Just that she is so soft that I get to bully her so much! kekekeke...<br /><div><div><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TEL78LIBS6I/AAAAAAAACv4/7saflyOiNIA/s1600/IMG_7244.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495231506542578594" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TEL78LIBS6I/AAAAAAAACv4/7saflyOiNIA/s320/IMG_7244.JPG" /></a>That was me--sleeping princess.<br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TEL77ktYzXI/AAAAAAAACvw/SY2wlcUmmpU/s1600/IMG_7249.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495231496230325618" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TEL77ktYzXI/AAAAAAAACvw/SY2wlcUmmpU/s320/IMG_7249.JPG" /></a> Mama and Rae Rae! The sun was scorching hot, we suffered mild sun burn after that. </div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><br /></div>Baby Ehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13004020329763355627noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1524551357683775404.post-1401872094078583242010-07-15T23:31:00.017+08:002010-07-16T15:21:32.795+08:00I'm Going To The Zoo, Zoo, Zoo. How About You, You, You....It's been a looooong time since my mama updated our blog. She has been really busy with her new biz and, Rae and I are getting her hands full as well. Papa reminded mama that it was time to update actually. Papa was quite disappointed that there wasn't any postings since he would check it regularly. So, my mama decided to upload some.<br /><br /><div>Here's the pics of me at the zoo, again. Think it was my 4th time in my almost 4 years of life. But I never got sick of it. Mama too. She had been there almost 5 to 6 times now.<br /></div><div>This time, we had more people going with us! That morning, yeye called to said he wanted to join us too! So we went on separate cars with nai nai, yeye and me in one (of course), and Papa, mama, Rae-Ann and kakak in another. </div><br /><div align="center">Enjoy my pics. Too many so mama only uploaded the nicer ones.<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TD_-OchaV1I/AAAAAAAACvo/Vvdz5zoIdNE/s1600/IMG_7062.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494389594543249234" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TD_-OchaV1I/AAAAAAAACvo/Vvdz5zoIdNE/s320/IMG_7062.JPG" /></a> Nainai, Jerry (or is it Ben?) and me!</div><div align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TD_-NuftrII/AAAAAAAACvg/EGzRP15qFdE/s1600/IMG_7063.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494389582188096642" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TD_-NuftrII/AAAAAAAACvg/EGzRP15qFdE/s320/IMG_7063.JPG" /></a> Rae-Ann joined in.</div><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TD_9h5kQtvI/AAAAAAAACvQ/QgHcjtMEH-w/s1600/IMG_7064.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494388829245716210" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TD_9h5kQtvI/AAAAAAAACvQ/QgHcjtMEH-w/s320/IMG_7064.JPG" /></a> </div><div><div align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TD_9hbsAZQI/AAAAAAAACvI/Iza_-oIQ2HU/s1600/IMG_7078.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494388821225137410" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TD_9hbsAZQI/AAAAAAAACvI/Iza_-oIQ2HU/s320/IMG_7078.JPG" /></a> Waiting for the elephant show to start. So I munched.<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TD_9g95NHpI/AAAAAAAACvA/xHaeBj9g5eA/s1600/IMG_7079.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494388813227433618" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TD_9g95NHpI/AAAAAAAACvA/xHaeBj9g5eA/s320/IMG_7079.JPG" /></a> Mui mui was getting sleepy.</div><div align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TD_9gbxjorI/AAAAAAAACu4/Z-5nWffuKwU/s1600/IMG_7081.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494388804068549298" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TD_9gbxjorI/AAAAAAAACu4/Z-5nWffuKwU/s320/IMG_7081.JPG" /></a> Not after her time of the day! Lunch! Food, for that matter. </div><div align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TD_7MmoWvTI/AAAAAAAACuw/oZv0NFPqfN0/s1600/IMG_7082.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494386264362106162" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TD_7MmoWvTI/AAAAAAAACuw/oZv0NFPqfN0/s320/IMG_7082.JPG" /></a> Nah, nah, nah....I was bored.....</div><div align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TD_7MNsCzMI/AAAAAAAACuo/0pyEOiA3flY/s1600/IMG_7083.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494386257666690242" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TD_7MNsCzMI/AAAAAAAACuo/0pyEOiA3flY/s320/IMG_7083.JPG" /></a> See, my nice smile and model-like pose. Actually, I was in the midst of climbing up and down.</div><div align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TD_7LuNi3CI/AAAAAAAACug/3-HRwpCPJI0/s1600/IMG_7084.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494386249217268770" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TD_7LuNi3CI/AAAAAAAACug/3-HRwpCPJI0/s320/IMG_7084.JPG" /></a> I'm a model in the making, don't you think so? Kekkekee.....</div><div><div align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TD_7KqAQPdI/AAAAAAAACuQ/ok-sE7iLPN8/s1600/IMG_7088.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494386230907911634" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TD_7KqAQPdI/AAAAAAAACuQ/ok-sE7iLPN8/s320/IMG_7088.JPG" /></a> Yeye busy clicking away with his more pro cam.</div><div align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TD_4hvEXBiI/AAAAAAAACuI/bDidjH8C-gA/s1600/IMG_7108.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494383328869418530" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TD_4hvEXBiI/AAAAAAAACuI/bDidjH8C-gA/s320/IMG_7108.JPG" /></a> I told my grams I wanted to feed the elephants. But after they bought the food ($5), I backed out!</div><div align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TD_4hICpI2I/AAAAAAAACuA/k9dsc-YhxH0/s1600/IMG_7108.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494383318393234274" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TD_4hICpI2I/AAAAAAAACuA/k9dsc-YhxH0/s320/IMG_7108.JPG" /></a> The elephant literally sucked the fruits in with their trunk! </div><div align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TD_4gun0YqI/AAAAAAAACt4/5yRvlsV2S6U/s1600/IMG_7112.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494383311569838754" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TD_4gun0YqI/AAAAAAAACt4/5yRvlsV2S6U/s320/IMG_7112.JPG" /></a> With Ah Meng's statue, I never got to see it in real life. Mama did. Too bad. </div><div align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TD_4gHJpA_I/AAAAAAAACtw/ibGxjLuGve8/s1600/IMG_7115.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494383300974281714" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TD_4gHJpA_I/AAAAAAAACtw/ibGxjLuGve8/s320/IMG_7115.JPG" /></a> Lunch for the adults. Mui was just happy playing with a mineral water bottle. Oh well. </div><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TD_4fvRunkI/AAAAAAAACto/yT59tITGWps/s1600/IMG_7114.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494383294565752386" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TD_4fvRunkI/AAAAAAAACto/yT59tITGWps/s320/IMG_7114.JPG" /></a> </div><div align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TD_1-EEviLI/AAAAAAAACtg/_X1FxhB1fBY/s1600/IMG_7117.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494380517009623218" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TD_1-EEviLI/AAAAAAAACtg/_X1FxhB1fBY/s200/IMG_7117.JPG" /></a> Noticed Mui's birthmark on her left upper arm? My nainai and gugu also have. Me too. Mine is on my lower back. Gugu has it on her upper arm too. Nainai like me, on her back. Hmmm....I didn't know birthmark is hereditary too?! Or sheer coincidence?!</div><div align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TD_19vTT7lI/AAAAAAAACtY/YKlu2aXT0ok/s1600/IMG_7118.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494380511433584210" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TD_19vTT7lI/AAAAAAAACtY/YKlu2aXT0ok/s200/IMG_7118.JPG" /></a> </div><div align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TD_18xM8JBI/AAAAAAAACtQ/WJ7A1YiiwVk/s1600/IMG_7119.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494380494763861010" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TD_18xM8JBI/AAAAAAAACtQ/WJ7A1YiiwVk/s200/IMG_7119.JPG" /></a> Rae: Why is she so close to my face?"</div><div align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TD_18HTP1wI/AAAAAAAACtI/7iYnR3JbrWA/s1600/IMG_7122.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494380483516028674" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TD_18HTP1wI/AAAAAAAACtI/7iYnR3JbrWA/s200/IMG_7122.JPG" /></a> I took some pics of them since they were busy eating. Kekekkee...Not bad, right?!</div><div align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TD_17bSozOI/AAAAAAAACtA/mgyhbPI4_yk/s1600/IMG_7125.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494380471702310114" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TD_17bSozOI/AAAAAAAACtA/mgyhbPI4_yk/s200/IMG_7125.JPG" /></a><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TD_0VnY3veI/AAAAAAAACs4/Bh3G2usWxKY/s1600/IMG_7127.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494378722603023842" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TD_0VnY3veI/AAAAAAAACs4/Bh3G2usWxKY/s320/IMG_7127.JPG" /></a> Kakak and Rae</div><div><div align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TD_0Uwua4WI/AAAAAAAACso/Yk_fFXqqEnc/s1600/IMG_7130.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494378707929456994" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TD_0Uwua4WI/AAAAAAAACso/Yk_fFXqqEnc/s320/IMG_7130.JPG" /></a> At the water playground! Mui had so much fun.</div><div align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TD_0UGAQMKI/AAAAAAAACsg/g0MSwB52hKs/s1600/IMG_7131.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494378696461529250" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TD_0UGAQMKI/AAAAAAAACsg/g0MSwB52hKs/s320/IMG_7131.JPG" /></a> She wasn't afraid. In fact, she wanted to go into the water.</div><div align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TD_0TvlBUQI/AAAAAAAACsY/THcP8wUq1Qs/s1600/IMG_7133.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494378690441728258" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TD_0TvlBUQI/AAAAAAAACsY/THcP8wUq1Qs/s320/IMG_7133.JPG" /></a> That was all I was not afraid to do. Keekkeek.....I was afraid to go deeper into the waters.</div><div align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TD_wwI5aeaI/AAAAAAAACsQ/nCcibq4Yoac/s1600/IMG_7135.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494374780227975586" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TD_wwI5aeaI/AAAAAAAACsQ/nCcibq4Yoac/s320/IMG_7135.JPG" /></a> I observed my mui played. Think she gave me courage.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TD_wvbWPu9I/AAAAAAAACsI/G1fShpWm_Zg/s1600/IMG_7136.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494374768000875474" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TD_wvbWPu9I/AAAAAAAACsI/G1fShpWm_Zg/s320/IMG_7136.JPG" /></a><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TD_wu7LCsnI/AAAAAAAACsA/6DaAAu3AQOo/s1600/IMG_7138.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494374759363949170" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TD_wu7LCsnI/AAAAAAAACsA/6DaAAu3AQOo/s320/IMG_7138.JPG" /></a> Papa joined in too.</div><div align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TD_wuHqh7oI/AAAAAAAACr4/22XfDdgtnsg/s1600/IMG_7139.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494374745537375874" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TD_wuHqh7oI/AAAAAAAACr4/22XfDdgtnsg/s320/IMG_7139.JPG" /></a><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TD_wtDX1wmI/AAAAAAAACrw/3SzfzwPe9mE/s1600/IMG_7140.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494374727205372514" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TD_wtDX1wmI/AAAAAAAACrw/3SzfzwPe9mE/s320/IMG_7140.JPG" /></a> Papa and his cutie pie (Mui) & sweetie pie (me). </div><div><div align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TD_sXd4rjhI/AAAAAAAACro/FUJn9yEGxi0/s1600/IMG_7141.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494369958318804498" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TD_sXd4rjhI/AAAAAAAACro/FUJn9yEGxi0/s320/IMG_7141.JPG" /></a><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TD_sW7_vuwI/AAAAAAAACrg/gZg8cnyDSd4/s1600/IMG_7144.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494369949221632770" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TD_sW7_vuwI/AAAAAAAACrg/gZg8cnyDSd4/s320/IMG_7144.JPG" /></a> </div><div align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TD_sWdTOdzI/AAAAAAAACrY/YvRSA4taPWE/s1600/IMG_7147.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494369940981839666" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TD_sWdTOdzI/AAAAAAAACrY/YvRSA4taPWE/s320/IMG_7147.JPG" /></a> Happy Rae!<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TD_sV2sGmoI/AAAAAAAACrQ/LQKUeOAB6ZU/s1600/IMG_7148.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494369930617199234" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TD_sV2sGmoI/AAAAAAAACrQ/LQKUeOAB6ZU/s320/IMG_7148.JPG" /></a> Finally we unleashed her to explore! </div><div><div align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TD_sVSqolrI/AAAAAAAACrI/c8Exg-jdjmc/s1600/IMG_7149.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494369920947361458" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TD_sVSqolrI/AAAAAAAACrI/c8Exg-jdjmc/s320/IMG_7149.JPG" /></a> Mama didn't pack in our swim suits cos she thought we wouldn't be going into the water this much! Good thing she packed a set of clean clothes for us. I have a feeling if Poh Poh sees these, she might comment, "Aiyo, why never bring swimming costumes? Why never bring one towel each?" hahahahhaa....mama takes after my poh poh in this! Trust me, if my mama knew we were going to be this wet, she would pack as if we were on holiday! </div><div align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TD_p0XsfaLI/AAAAAAAACrA/67pFTeAqZSU/s1600/IMG_7154.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494367156338387122" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TD_p0XsfaLI/AAAAAAAACrA/67pFTeAqZSU/s320/IMG_7154.JPG" /></a> Something wrong with the uploading. The pic seemed fine from file. <a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TD_pzjEQwII/AAAAAAAACq4/hTZcLU5chSc/s1600/IMG_7156.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494367142211010690" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TD_pzjEQwII/AAAAAAAACq4/hTZcLU5chSc/s320/IMG_7156.JPG" /></a> Couple shot!</div><div align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TD_pzDPBXqI/AAAAAAAACqw/9T-qr6pIPDo/s1600/IMG_7157.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494367133666205346" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TD_pzDPBXqI/AAAAAAAACqw/9T-qr6pIPDo/s320/IMG_7157.JPG" /></a> Mui kept touching the water spray. </div><div align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TD_pyjEpQrI/AAAAAAAACqo/bgHf3R087ZY/s1600/IMG_7161.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494367125032747698" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TD_pyjEpQrI/AAAAAAAACqo/bgHf3R087ZY/s320/IMG_7161.JPG" /></a> A sacred face?! By the way, after this shot, they told me to walk out on my right. I was all alone behind the tall bushes. Yeye hid at the exit behind the bushes and scared me as I walked out. I got a shock and jumped! The cup of cereals I was holding, all spilt. Hhhahahahaa...Yeye kept apologising. wahahhahaha....</div><div align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TD_pxzPoNTI/AAAAAAAACqg/7JOCNplLIt4/s1600/IMG_7173.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494367112193914162" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TD_pxzPoNTI/AAAAAAAACqg/7JOCNplLIt4/s320/IMG_7173.JPG" /></a> Lion, mui knows this animal from our animal chart at home. And she liked it when you roar like a lion.</div><div><div align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TD_g2odTJyI/AAAAAAAACqI/Uk_JFCw7bgo/s1600/IMG_7150.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494357299593160482" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TD_g2odTJyI/AAAAAAAACqI/Uk_JFCw7bgo/s320/IMG_7150.JPG" /></a> <a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TD_g2L2BpUI/AAAAAAAACqA/OdkiWvnsEaA/s1600/IMG_7152.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494357291912242498" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TD_g2L2BpUI/AAAAAAAACqA/OdkiWvnsEaA/s320/IMG_7152.JPG" /></a> Can you see the rest of the kids were having fun behind? Actually, the happening activities were there. But the chicken me would only want to be at the shallow water. Mama wished that sometimes, I could be like this at home! So guai lor.<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TD88BcGm-yI/AAAAAAAACpI/SojUnOg9tU8/s1600/IMG_7174.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494176065836743458" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TD88BcGm-yI/AAAAAAAACpI/SojUnOg9tU8/s200/IMG_7174.JPG" /></a> Giraffes.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TD88AyBBsaI/AAAAAAAACpA/hkwOsHR3_1A/s1600/IMG_7179.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494176054539039138" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TD88AyBBsaI/AAAAAAAACpA/hkwOsHR3_1A/s200/IMG_7179.JPG" /></a> Leapoards.</div><div><div><div align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TD88AbkJHMI/AAAAAAAACo4/EJTMTi6zqME/s1600/IMG_7183.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494176048512310466" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TD88AbkJHMI/AAAAAAAACo4/EJTMTi6zqME/s200/IMG_7183.JPG" /></a> I took a pic of my handsomevpapa.<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TD87_6Jq8HI/AAAAAAAACow/fW9UTKf7oXA/s1600/IMG_7185.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494176039542911090" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TD87_6Jq8HI/AAAAAAAACow/fW9UTKf7oXA/s200/IMG_7185.JPG" /></a> Mui with, er.....don't know what's that. <a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TD87_YjjQDI/AAAAAAAACoo/9vpYbgldTLI/s1600/IMG_7186.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494176030524653618" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/TD87_YjjQDI/AAAAAAAACoo/9vpYbgldTLI/s200/IMG_7186.JPG" /></a></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Baby Ehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13004020329763355627noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1524551357683775404.post-53038826648170007732010-05-21T16:59:00.009+08:002010-05-21T23:23:34.194+08:00Celebrated Mother's Day With Poh Poh At Paradise Inn, Funan<div align="center">Sigh, mama blur again. The pics are in opposite order again. Worse, this pic should be way at the bottom. Nevermind, forgive her. Too busy and tired.</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">We should so charge Ya Kun for this pic. Like a great advert theme--"A place where family gathers." Hmmm....so warm and nice huh?! See Gong Gong behind? He was lazy to stand up. But nicely taken nonetheless. <img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473738900319485426" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S_agh1rHvfI/AAAAAAAACog/VdnBMMrsGb4/s320/family+hshot+at+ya+kun.JPG" /><br /><div align="center">I went to Kows' (fu and mo) house after the lunch celebration. I left my parents and took the train back with Kows, poh poh and gong gong. A rare opportunity.<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S_ZhPHSG8ZI/AAAAAAAACoQ/Mvz-4TmRl9Y/s1600/doing+craft3.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473669309396349330" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S_ZhPHSG8ZI/AAAAAAAACoQ/Mvz-4TmRl9Y/s320/doing+craft3.JPG" /></a> Being a teacher, Kow Mo never failed to always make my visit an educational one. Mama said sometimes she felt she had sent me to a class or something because Kow Mo really gave me a REAL activity time ok?! Not half past six kind. There were always a theme, structure and flow. This time, Kow Mo did personal accessory "theme" with me. I made necklace, paper bag and bracelet for my vainity!<br /><br />Ta da! I look pretty or what?!<br /><div align="center"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473655510875151266" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S_ZUr7ySm6I/AAAAAAAACoA/dflRGBreskc/s320/posing+with+bag.JPG" /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S_ZUsdcfleI/AAAAAAAACoI/0e8qjOwYXkQ/s1600/rae+cried.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473655519910532578" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S_ZUsdcfleI/AAAAAAAACoI/0e8qjOwYXkQ/s320/rae+cried.JPG" /></a>After lunch, we went Yu Kun for coffee.</div><br /><div align="center">Rae-Ann cried because she started having stranger anxiety, especially, men. So she cried when she saw gong gong. When I was little, I also cried when I saw gong gong. He has a very stern face lor. See, poor Rae. Cried until eyes swollen.<br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S_ZUruRR-SI/AAAAAAAACn4/d6jYwNKGdQo/s1600/peace!+with+gong2.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473655507247036706" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S_ZUruRR-SI/AAAAAAAACn4/d6jYwNKGdQo/s320/peace!+with+gong2.JPG" /></a> Peace with Gong Gong! I don't cry when I see him anymore! :)<br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S_ZUrF6zZhI/AAAAAAAACnw/cVMJi71lDjs/s1600/peace!+with+gong.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473655496415340050" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S_ZUrF6zZhI/AAAAAAAACnw/cVMJi71lDjs/s320/peace!+with+gong.JPG" /></a> But I still call him Michael Jackson if you ask me what's his name!<br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S_ZUqtlIH3I/AAAAAAAACno/RfHt6ZThKo8/s1600/papa+poh+n+rae.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473655489881972594" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S_ZUqtlIH3I/AAAAAAAACno/RfHt6ZThKo8/s320/papa+poh+n+rae.JPG" /></a> See how "cleverly" gong gong posed at the foreground?! Quite creative leh. And Rae was like, "I must beware of these people..."<br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S_ZNrYzK7UI/AAAAAAAACng/G73vRQzm9Js/s1600/with+kow+mo+1.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473647804902206786" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S_ZNrYzK7UI/AAAAAAAACng/G73vRQzm9Js/s320/with+kow+mo+1.JPG" /></a> Cheese! With Kow Mo.<br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S_ZNq5JSQ_I/AAAAAAAACnY/jOZuxZ46bK0/s1600/with+kow+mo2.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473647796405027826" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S_ZNq5JSQ_I/AAAAAAAACnY/jOZuxZ46bK0/s320/with+kow+mo2.JPG" /></a> Nice smile. Mama has started to realise my 2 front teeth are slowly getting more protruding. Ops! They have to save hard for braces for me when I'm older!<br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S_ZNqfyt8WI/AAAAAAAACnQ/s_pu3PaZO7g/s1600/with+kow+fu+n+kow+mo2.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473647789599486306" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S_ZNqfyt8WI/AAAAAAAACnQ/s_pu3PaZO7g/s320/with+kow+fu+n+kow+mo2.JPG" /></a> With my fun Kows!<br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S_ZNp9EXdYI/AAAAAAAACnI/78xJILvbWBY/s1600/with+kow+fu+n+kow+mo.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473647780278269314" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S_ZNp9EXdYI/AAAAAAAACnI/78xJILvbWBY/s320/with+kow+fu+n+kow+mo.JPG" /></a> Yeah! Cheese! </div></div></div></div></div></div></div><br /></div></div></div>Baby Ehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13004020329763355627noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1524551357683775404.post-56990216719267392502010-05-11T15:46:00.005+08:002010-05-11T16:40:50.880+08:00I Love You, Mama! Happy Mothers' Day!<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S-kT6XLzISI/AAAAAAAACnA/C7pD_qtWpm8/s1600/Mothers%27+Day+dinner+%40+Orchard+Hotel.JPG"></a> <div align="center">We had Mothers' Day dinner at Orchard Hotel with yeye and nai nai. Too bad the lunch with gonggong, pohpoh, kow fu and kow mo, no pictures. Left the camera in the car. We were at Paradise Inn, Funan. </div><div align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S-kT4_ThYBI/AAAAAAAACmo/5-Wu5R2GJaI/s1600/Mothers%27+Day+dinner+%40+Orchard+Hotel+(3).JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469925092205092882" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S-kT4_ThYBI/AAAAAAAACmo/5-Wu5R2GJaI/s320/Mothers%27+Day+dinner+%40+Orchard+Hotel+(3).JPG" /></a> I like to take "motion pictures".<br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S-kT4X7dyfI/AAAAAAAACmg/_4sfNmEGdMQ/s1600/Mothers%27+Day+dinner+%40+Orchard+Hotel+(4).JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469925081635211762" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S-kT4X7dyfI/AAAAAAAACmg/_4sfNmEGdMQ/s320/Mothers%27+Day+dinner+%40+Orchard+Hotel+(4).JPG" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S-kM0azb_dI/AAAAAAAACmY/QCz_sFuDf9Q/s1600/Mothers%27+Day+dinner+%40+Orchard+Hotel+(5).JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469917317105974738" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S-kM0azb_dI/AAAAAAAACmY/QCz_sFuDf9Q/s200/Mothers%27+Day+dinner+%40+Orchard+Hotel+(5).JPG" /></a> Mama and her 2 sweeties!<br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S-kMz1paxwI/AAAAAAAACmQ/q1vrgypwqaA/s1600/Mothers%27+Day+dinner+%40+Orchard+Hotel+(6).JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469917307131840258" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S-kMz1paxwI/AAAAAAAACmQ/q1vrgypwqaA/s200/Mothers%27+Day+dinner+%40+Orchard+Hotel+(6).JPG" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S-kMzc0eTEI/AAAAAAAACmI/yKGCth3pkN4/s1600/Mothers%27+Day+dinner+%40+Orchard+Hotel+(7).JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469917300467321922" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S-kMzc0eTEI/AAAAAAAACmI/yKGCth3pkN4/s200/Mothers%27+Day+dinner+%40+Orchard+Hotel+(7).JPG" /></a> My family<br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S-kMyxbC77I/AAAAAAAACmA/ih_nfiOUqr0/s1600/Mothers%27+Day+dinner+%40+Orchard+Hotel+(8).JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469917288817946546" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S-kMyxbC77I/AAAAAAAACmA/ih_nfiOUqr0/s200/Mothers%27+Day+dinner+%40+Orchard+Hotel+(8).JPG" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S-kMyUkVxJI/AAAAAAAACl4/7lPN1dDISLc/s1600/Mothers%27+Day+dinner+%40+Orchard+Hotel+(9).JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469917281072301202" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S-kMyUkVxJI/AAAAAAAACl4/7lPN1dDISLc/s200/Mothers%27+Day+dinner+%40+Orchard+Hotel+(9).JPG" /></a> Mui looked cool or what!?</div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Baby Ehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13004020329763355627noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1524551357683775404.post-40548326032587335882010-05-11T15:08:00.004+08:002010-05-11T15:45:10.337+08:00Mothers' Day @ Cell<div align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S-kFvtaJelI/AAAAAAAAClw/18wPA0dVnGU/s1600/Mothers%27+Day+%40+cell.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469909539619437138" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S-kFvtaJelI/AAAAAAAAClw/18wPA0dVnGU/s200/Mothers%27+Day+%40+cell.JPG" /></a> We had a mini celebration for Uncle Adrian's birthday and Mothers' Day at Uncle Philip's house last Saturday.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S-kEIouQT-I/AAAAAAAAClo/dJCtsi2rt44/s1600/Mothers%27+Day+%40+cell+(1).JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469907768835067874" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S-kEIouQT-I/AAAAAAAAClo/dJCtsi2rt44/s320/Mothers%27+Day+%40+cell+(1).JPG" /></a> During our kids' cell, Aunty Liz and Grace helped us made a nice card for our mothers! We also presented a song as a tribute to our mothers. Strange, shouldn't the fathers do that with us? No wonder they say women are more sentimental. <div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S-kEIN0q_AI/AAAAAAAAClg/Lrayr1phTHI/s1600/Mothers%27+Day+%40+cell+(2).JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469907761614224386" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S-kEIN0q_AI/AAAAAAAAClg/Lrayr1phTHI/s320/Mothers%27+Day+%40+cell+(2).JPG" /></a> Ops, motion picture!<br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S-kEHkAdPpI/AAAAAAAAClY/qvaaEZGcBjU/s1600/Mothers%27+Day+%40+cell+(3).JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469907750389366418" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S-kEHkAdPpI/AAAAAAAAClY/qvaaEZGcBjU/s320/Mothers%27+Day+%40+cell+(3).JPG" /></a> The kids with their mums. Happy Mothers' Day!<br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S-kEHDc5hRI/AAAAAAAAClQ/nINLekVmKaM/s1600/Mothers%27+Day+%40+cell+(4).JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469907741650289938" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S-kEHDc5hRI/AAAAAAAAClQ/nINLekVmKaM/s320/Mothers%27+Day+%40+cell+(4).JPG" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S-kEGc3pUOI/AAAAAAAAClI/ym2OmY5-c18/s1600/Mothers%27+Day+%40+cell+(5).JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469907731293491426" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S-kEGc3pUOI/AAAAAAAAClI/ym2OmY5-c18/s320/Mothers%27+Day+%40+cell+(5).JPG" /></a>(From left) AuntyElaine with Lizzy, mama with me, Aunty Liz with Elijah and Aunty Clara with Isabelle and Danielle. We love our mummy!</div></div></div></div><br /></div>Baby Ehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13004020329763355627noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1524551357683775404.post-29047151732118547712010-05-11T12:51:00.011+08:002010-05-11T14:56:06.302+08:00Trip To The Jurong Bird Park With Mama<div align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S-j4u72yRgI/AAAAAAAAClA/ww_1vsqaSeY/s1600/IMG_6832.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469895232666617346" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S-j4u72yRgI/AAAAAAAAClA/ww_1vsqaSeY/s320/IMG_6832.JPG" /></a> Ops! Mama uploaded the pics opposite way again. Anyway, I had lunch at Bongers Burger. Not so nice food but that was the only resturant around that wasn't crowded. And I spent a long time choosing my favourite chair to it. I went from panda to giraffe to tiger then elephant. Goodness! How to choose? All so cute.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S-j4uct9n5I/AAAAAAAACk4/3c9SkshYAkc/s1600/IMG_6833.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469895224308113298" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S-j4uct9n5I/AAAAAAAACk4/3c9SkshYAkc/s320/IMG_6833.JPG" /></a> Finally, I settled for the elephant chair! I made mama sat with me at this table; shorter table and chairs meant for children actually. Oh well, she's used to sitting at children's table anyway.<br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S-j3IOIhaDI/AAAAAAAACkw/fOawVMacx_M/s1600/IMG_6831.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469893468046321714" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S-j3IOIhaDI/AAAAAAAACkw/fOawVMacx_M/s320/IMG_6831.JPG" /></a> Trying to pose at the poster near the entrance.<br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S-j3HimPrSI/AAAAAAAACko/nRsjNa4GnVM/s1600/IMG_6829.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469893456359828770" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S-j3HimPrSI/AAAAAAAACko/nRsjNa4GnVM/s320/IMG_6829.JPG" /></a> Outside the entrance to see penguins!<br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S-j3HDVEcAI/AAAAAAAACkg/MTno4ad6_pI/s1600/IMG_6828.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469893447966289922" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S-j3HDVEcAI/AAAAAAAACkg/MTno4ad6_pI/s320/IMG_6828.JPG" /></a> Penguin statues. I like them!<br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S-j3Gj0RuKI/AAAAAAAACkY/XMRqO1mPdEE/s1600/IMG_6827.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469893439507249314" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S-j3Gj0RuKI/AAAAAAAACkY/XMRqO1mPdEE/s320/IMG_6827.JPG" /></a><br /><div><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S-jymrLiIUI/AAAAAAAACkI/UrYbIonj7cU/s1600/IMG_6826.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469888493681516866" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S-jymrLiIUI/AAAAAAAACkI/UrYbIonj7cU/s320/IMG_6826.JPG" /></a> Pat pat, penguin!<br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S-jylzsyF_I/AAAAAAAACkA/PzYxfDNzJwY/s1600/IMG_6825.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469888478788589554" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S-jylzsyF_I/AAAAAAAACkA/PzYxfDNzJwY/s320/IMG_6825.JPG" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S-jylQplU-I/AAAAAAAACj4/gWqEvUwBtG4/s1600/IMG_6822.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469888469379929058" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S-jylQplU-I/AAAAAAAACj4/gWqEvUwBtG4/s320/IMG_6822.JPG" /></a> So bored. Waterfall. Manmade. Yawn!<br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S-jykpJTgpI/AAAAAAAACjw/QD2CdQuOwMA/s1600/IMG_6821.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469888458775560850" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S-jykpJTgpI/AAAAAAAACjw/QD2CdQuOwMA/s320/IMG_6821.JPG" /></a> Ok, since must take picture. Smile lor.<br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S-jykKSMm1I/AAAAAAAACjo/c-ORIZFCo1E/s1600/IMG_6816.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469888450491358034" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S-jykKSMm1I/AAAAAAAACjo/c-ORIZFCo1E/s320/IMG_6816.JPG" /></a> I took a picture of mama since there were only two of us.<br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S-jvlL0fl1I/AAAAAAAACjg/5vrTcvpbiko/s1600/IMG_6814.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469885169548629842" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S-jvlL0fl1I/AAAAAAAACjg/5vrTcvpbiko/s320/IMG_6814.JPG" /></a> Sitting in the tram.<br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S-jvklTJenI/AAAAAAAACjY/nvZA0yxnJfk/s1600/IMG_6812.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469885159208221298" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S-jvklTJenI/AAAAAAAACjY/nvZA0yxnJfk/s320/IMG_6812.JPG" /></a> "Mama, see. I kuai or not?"<br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S-jvj86qRqI/AAAAAAAACjQ/8MK4Y1NxGGg/s1600/IMG_6811.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469885148368094882" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S-jvj86qRqI/AAAAAAAACjQ/8MK4Y1NxGGg/s320/IMG_6811.JPG" /></a> Eggs exhibits. Boring. Sorry, we were not bird people.<br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S-jvjY9alnI/AAAAAAAACjI/TIgqN5LiZD0/s1600/IMG_6808.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469885138715973234" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S-jvjY9alnI/AAAAAAAACjI/TIgqN5LiZD0/s320/IMG_6808.JPG" /></a> Ostrich at the back. <div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S-jvi8E6qEI/AAAAAAAACjA/y-pUI4EQTyU/s1600/IMG_6807.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469885130962806850" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S-jvi8E6qEI/AAAAAAAACjA/y-pUI4EQTyU/s320/IMG_6807.JPG" /></a> Ostrich came at us! I was a bit scared, but I controlled my fear.<br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S-jtlrSb5hI/AAAAAAAACi4/hz3o4Elsa8A/s1600/IMG_6805.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469882978972460562" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S-jtlrSb5hI/AAAAAAAACi4/hz3o4Elsa8A/s320/IMG_6805.JPG" /></a> On the bridge. Was a bit reluctant to go on it because it was shaking! But after mama's encouragement, I grew courageous!<br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S-jtlA_-xKI/AAAAAAAACiw/vyykFkfWpNs/s1600/IMG_6804.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469882967620764834" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S-jtlA_-xKI/AAAAAAAACiw/vyykFkfWpNs/s320/IMG_6804.JPG" /></a> Poser some more!<br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S-jtkhE_mxI/AAAAAAAACio/eB5UpuEVBUY/s1600/IMG_6803.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469882959051856658" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S-jtkhE_mxI/AAAAAAAACio/eB5UpuEVBUY/s320/IMG_6803.JPG" /></a> I was looking out for birds flying over our heads. <div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S-jtj2Kr6UI/AAAAAAAACig/n5R8tLPkZCo/s1600/IMG_6802.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469882947533007170" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S-jtj2Kr6UI/AAAAAAAACig/n5R8tLPkZCo/s320/IMG_6802.JPG" /></a> Smile!<br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S-jtjUY1N5I/AAAAAAAACiY/MHKN94k35bg/s1600/IMG_6801.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469882938465531794" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S-jtjUY1N5I/AAAAAAAACiY/MHKN94k35bg/s320/IMG_6801.JPG" /></a><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S-jrMmuSYUI/AAAAAAAACiQ/BUZk1c4fX6E/s1600/IMG_6799.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469880349227114818" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S-jrMmuSYUI/AAAAAAAACiQ/BUZk1c4fX6E/s320/IMG_6799.JPG" /></a> Bird food to feed the lories. I told mama it smelt like barley!<br /><div><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S-jrMHMiNpI/AAAAAAAACiI/1FpQlyE99Uw/s1600/IMG_6798.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469880340764046994" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S-jrMHMiNpI/AAAAAAAACiI/1FpQlyE99Uw/s320/IMG_6798.JPG" /></a> "Here, birdie birdie!" I was very brave. At first, I was scared to go near the birds. Actually, mama was too! Of course, she didn't say so, but I could tell lor.<br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S-jrLmFymwI/AAAAAAAACiA/OdqqRhIBmK4/s1600/IMG_6796.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469880331877391106" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S-jrLmFymwI/AAAAAAAACiA/OdqqRhIBmK4/s320/IMG_6796.JPG" /></a> Then I saw a jie jie bravely feeding the birds by holding the cup, so I thought it couldn't be that scary and did it too!<br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S-jrLIyPNuI/AAAAAAAACh4/9VMUgTuhVZU/s1600/IMG_6795.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469880324010751714" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S-jrLIyPNuI/AAAAAAAACh4/9VMUgTuhVZU/s320/IMG_6795.JPG" /></a>Mama was such a chicken. The whole time, she hid behind me and pretended to be busy taking pictures! hahahaa....<br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S-jrKiK8VbI/AAAAAAAAChw/YGQqJs6NMbk/s1600/IMG_6794.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469880313645389234" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S-jrKiK8VbI/AAAAAAAAChw/YGQqJs6NMbk/s320/IMG_6794.JPG" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S-jogc_0TfI/AAAAAAAACho/brI2dltk0Nw/s1600/IMG_6791.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469877391678787058" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S-jogc_0TfI/AAAAAAAACho/brI2dltk0Nw/s320/IMG_6791.JPG" /></a> This indian aunty helped me brought the cup nearer to the birds so they won't get impatient and fly away. Mama was relieved because she didn't have the guts to help me!<br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S-jofy63FvI/AAAAAAAAChg/tgTZ-2IDmIQ/s1600/IMG_6789.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469877380383708914" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S-jofy63FvI/AAAAAAAAChg/tgTZ-2IDmIQ/s320/IMG_6789.JPG" /></a> This was what mama did--simply put the cups on the ledge and stepped back. You call that "feeding" the birds?! Gosh!<br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S-jofXYwOFI/AAAAAAAAChY/emiMKOJWWfY/s1600/IMG_6788.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469877372992895058" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S-jofXYwOFI/AAAAAAAAChY/emiMKOJWWfY/s320/IMG_6788.JPG" /></a> Walking on the canopy of trees.<br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S-joe0AZDWI/AAAAAAAAChQ/kUWQHtWWeI4/s1600/IMG_6787.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469877363495472482" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S-joe0AZDWI/AAAAAAAAChQ/kUWQHtWWeI4/s320/IMG_6787.JPG" /></a> So happy! The birds actually came to feed on my food!<br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S-joeWKJTbI/AAAAAAAAChI/NVzMKtDL7u4/s1600/IMG_6786.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469877355483319730" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S-joeWKJTbI/AAAAAAAAChI/NVzMKtDL7u4/s320/IMG_6786.JPG" /></a> In the tram with mama again.<br /><div><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S-jmQi9iT1I/AAAAAAAACg4/YB5cCTfszn0/s1600/IMG_6780.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469874919378669394" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S-jmQi9iT1I/AAAAAAAACg4/YB5cCTfszn0/s320/IMG_6780.JPG" /></a> Looking tired already.<br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S-jmQETm0JI/AAAAAAAACgw/SCIBtHcLFEI/s1600/IMG_6771.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469874911149740178" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S-jmQETm0JI/AAAAAAAACgw/SCIBtHcLFEI/s320/IMG_6771.JPG" /></a> Bird showtime!<br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S-jmPyEO-nI/AAAAAAAACgo/4M81yGW1xW4/s1600/IMG_6764.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469874906253425266" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S-jmPyEO-nI/AAAAAAAACgo/4M81yGW1xW4/s320/IMG_6764.JPG" /></a> Flamingoes!<br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S-jmPWvdvVI/AAAAAAAACgg/K85wnrQjVu8/s1600/IMG_6761.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469874898918554962" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S-jmPWvdvVI/AAAAAAAACgg/K85wnrQjVu8/s320/IMG_6761.JPG" /></a> Snacking while waiting for show to start.<br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S-jkO3uVg3I/AAAAAAAACgY/AvALoGHZdTM/s1600/IMG_6760.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469872691569066866" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S-jkO3uVg3I/AAAAAAAACgY/AvALoGHZdTM/s320/IMG_6760.JPG" /></a> Flamingoes at the back.<br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S-jkOdF-SQI/AAAAAAAACgQ/LVC05e2rzdw/s1600/IMG_6759.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469872684420450562" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S-jkOdF-SQI/AAAAAAAACgQ/LVC05e2rzdw/s320/IMG_6759.JPG" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S-jkN9Hw34I/AAAAAAAACgI/ZvoRDlILu5k/s1600/IMG_6757.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469872675838025602" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S-jkN9Hw34I/AAAAAAAACgI/ZvoRDlILu5k/s320/IMG_6757.JPG" /></a> Macaws. I was busy looking at the map.<br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S-jkNaoGgZI/AAAAAAAACgA/MvSSTnelroA/s1600/IMG_6755.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469872666578420114" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S-jkNaoGgZI/AAAAAAAACgA/MvSSTnelroA/s320/IMG_6755.JPG" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S-jkM4XFazI/AAAAAAAACf4/H2YIRlD1S-E/s1600/IMG_6754.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469872657380240178" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S-jkM4XFazI/AAAAAAAACf4/H2YIRlD1S-E/s320/IMG_6754.JPG" /></a> Swan, lake. I mean pond.</div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><br /></div>Baby Ehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13004020329763355627noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1524551357683775404.post-46652723802251406932010-05-11T12:07:00.004+08:002010-05-11T12:49:31.735+08:00Muimui @ 9 months old<div align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S-jgeZdhwkI/AAAAAAAACfw/KTkRfcFQNe0/s1600/Rae%409+mths+old+(6).JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469868560276898370" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S-jgeZdhwkI/AAAAAAAACfw/KTkRfcFQNe0/s320/Rae%409+mths+old+(6).JPG" /></a> Rae is 9 months old already. But she still won't sleep through the night. Sigh. Keeps waking up for milk or crying for no reason. So tired.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S-jgd6eaKZI/AAAAAAAACfo/2LkbdNejs4c/s1600/Rae%409+mths+old+(5).JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469868551959095698" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S-jgd6eaKZI/AAAAAAAACfo/2LkbdNejs4c/s320/Rae%409+mths+old+(5).JPG" /></a> But my parents are thankful that she is growing well. Healthy, that's most important.<br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S-jffXo8ywI/AAAAAAAACfg/kLAbCFVtogM/s1600/Rae%409+mths+old+(4).JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469867477456177922" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S-jffXo8ywI/AAAAAAAACfg/kLAbCFVtogM/s320/Rae%409+mths+old+(4).JPG" /></a> I love to hug tightly. Mui looked happy to be hugged too!<br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S-jfe36WkNI/AAAAAAAACfY/-bX2Z1C7C0M/s1600/Rae%409+mths+old+(3).JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469867468939235538" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S-jfe36WkNI/AAAAAAAACfY/-bX2Z1C7C0M/s320/Rae%409+mths+old+(3).JPG" /></a> Papa and his lovely gals!<br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S-jfeb32j4I/AAAAAAAACfQ/MdHNYkvTHaM/s1600/Rae%409+mths+old+(2).JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469867461412556674" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S-jfeb32j4I/AAAAAAAACfQ/MdHNYkvTHaM/s320/Rae%409+mths+old+(2).JPG" /></a> Tickle you! Can you see Rae-Ann's hair like papa's?! Mama sometimes call her "Handsome gal."<br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S-jfd3s9mZI/AAAAAAAACfI/dagxWKl1GnU/s1600/Rae%409+mths+old+(1).JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469867451703204242" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S-jfd3s9mZI/AAAAAAAACfI/dagxWKl1GnU/s320/Rae%409+mths+old+(1).JPG" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S-jfdamOq7I/AAAAAAAACfA/wwdlYfWe13k/s1600/Rae%409+mths+old.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469867443890334642" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S-jfdamOq7I/AAAAAAAACfA/wwdlYfWe13k/s320/Rae%409+mths+old.JPG" /></a></div></div></div></div></div><br /></div>Baby Ehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13004020329763355627noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1524551357683775404.post-6850668740531691072010-04-22T11:26:00.003+08:002010-04-22T11:46:09.097+08:00Family Portrait 2010<div align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S8_CYhW8z2I/AAAAAAAACe4/tbqvap39wVk/s1600/family+pic+2010.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 283px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462798599550979938" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S8_CYhW8z2I/AAAAAAAACe4/tbqvap39wVk/s400/family+pic+2010.JPG" /></a><span style="color:#009900;"> Our family portrait 2010! This year we had a special addition to the picture--Rae-Ann! She was in tears upon seeing the male photographer. This shot was not bad already. And it wasn't easy to coax 2 active kids to look at the camera and posed or smiled at the same time. Looking forward to the next year shot!<br /></span></div>Baby Ehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13004020329763355627noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1524551357683775404.post-15553864501596000242010-04-21T12:57:00.009+08:002010-04-21T14:38:55.937+08:00Baby/Toddler Dedication<div align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S86YVkvjpPI/AAAAAAAACew/WSgJPERNezI/s1600/IMG_6702.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462470894454809842" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S86YVkvjpPI/AAAAAAAACew/WSgJPERNezI/s200/IMG_6702.JPG" /></a> Our cell group--<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">PATs</span> (parents and toddlers), had a mass baby and toddler dedication last Sunday. 5 families with 10 kids! We all have not been "dedicated" to God by Pastor so had decided to do it as a cell. So meaningful.<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S86YU8lbOkI/AAAAAAAACeo/dKv8YnM-u_w/s1600/IMG_6703.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462470883674896962" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S86YU8lbOkI/AAAAAAAACeo/dKv8YnM-u_w/s200/IMG_6703.JPG" /></a>(From left) Isabelle, me, Elijah, Elizabeth and Matthew. We had our snack or break before service started.<br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S86YUU4TW9I/AAAAAAAACeg/4HPfFomRkpM/s1600/IMG_6704.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462470873016654802" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S86YUU4TW9I/AAAAAAAACeg/4HPfFomRkpM/s200/IMG_6704.JPG" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S86WOGmI5aI/AAAAAAAACeY/0JlDb_Jmd4c/s1600/IMG_6705.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462468567079904674" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S86WOGmI5aI/AAAAAAAACeY/0JlDb_Jmd4c/s200/IMG_6705.JPG" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S86WNk4v7MI/AAAAAAAACeQ/nXi2v3Rs_l0/s1600/IMG_6706.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462468558031154370" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S86WNk4v7MI/AAAAAAAACeQ/nXi2v3Rs_l0/s200/IMG_6706.JPG" /></a> Making funny face because mama said so. But I was the only one who patronized her. The rest of them, well, couldn't be bothered. <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">kekeke</span>...<br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S86WNDkJgtI/AAAAAAAACeI/kSEt6krEmqk/s1600/IMG_6711.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462468549086380754" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S86WNDkJgtI/AAAAAAAACeI/kSEt6krEmqk/s200/IMG_6711.JPG" /></a> My doting grams, <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error">Liang</span> <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error">Yi</span> <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error">Poh</span> and <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error">Peng</span> <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error">Yi</span> <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error">Poh</span> came to root Rae and me! So touched. I will be sure to remember this day.<br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S86WMqg4m7I/AAAAAAAACeA/75brDlbW6tc/s1600/IMG_6709.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462468542361803698" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S86WMqg4m7I/AAAAAAAACeA/75brDlbW6tc/s200/IMG_6709.JPG" /></a> <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error">Mui</span> <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error">mui</span> having her lunch. What an angry stare!<br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S86WLwBgY5I/AAAAAAAACd4/NznHPkb4Cn0/s1600/IMG_6713.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462468526660936594" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S86WLwBgY5I/AAAAAAAACd4/NznHPkb4Cn0/s200/IMG_6713.JPG" /></a> <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error">Nainai</span> and her little <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error">grandgals</span>!<br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S86URcqdhXI/AAAAAAAACdw/5lysPxg0FHc/s1600/IMG_6716.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462466425519965554" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S86URcqdhXI/AAAAAAAACdw/5lysPxg0FHc/s200/IMG_6716.JPG" /></a> On stage. I saw my cell friends and my pictures being screened and was thrilled.<br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S86UQ7etIXI/AAAAAAAACdo/5c3qR49fDBE/s1600/IMG_6716.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462466416612286834" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S86UQ7etIXI/AAAAAAAACdo/5c3qR49fDBE/s200/IMG_6716.JPG" /></a> "Mama, see Elijah!" Ya, whole time as distracted by it to pay attention to Pastor Matthew. :P <div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S86UQQ_06PI/AAAAAAAACdg/PqY1mBjbhOc/s1600/IMG_6717.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462466405208484082" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S86UQQ_06PI/AAAAAAAACdg/PqY1mBjbhOc/s200/IMG_6717.JPG" /></a> All on stage. Pastor giving some speech about this cell being "productive" and how the government will love us for it! We have 2 kids each, except for <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error">Aunty</span> Grace, one. For now. :)<br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S86UP_4ltcI/AAAAAAAACdY/nKu33iLgltk/s1600/IMG_6718.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462466400614725058" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S86UP_4ltcI/AAAAAAAACdY/nKu33iLgltk/s200/IMG_6718.JPG" /></a> Family pic!<br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S86UPO3FcII/AAAAAAAACdQ/1C18EhpcYtI/s1600/IMG_6719.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462466387455078530" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S86UPO3FcII/AAAAAAAACdQ/1C18EhpcYtI/s200/IMG_6719.JPG" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S86SMdxHMoI/AAAAAAAACdI/iN6cpeInaz0/s1600/IMG_6720.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462464140893696642" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S86SMdxHMoI/AAAAAAAACdI/iN6cpeInaz0/s200/IMG_6720.JPG" /></a> Sigh, papa didn't notice Rae had <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error">passy</span> on. So didn't take it out! After that, mama kept grumbling about it. Rae is going to hate these pics when she's older, I think. ahahahaa...Hmm...mama said shall make her use these as part of her wedding montage!<br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S86SL9jtcjI/AAAAAAAACdA/wpAJDdKBVRc/s1600/IMG_6722.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462464132247548466" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S86SL9jtcjI/AAAAAAAACdA/wpAJDdKBVRc/s200/IMG_6722.JPG" /></a> And mama grumbled again upon seeing her <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error">hairband</span> that made her hair in "high volume."<br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S86SLA71V9I/AAAAAAAACc4/_6nLQtD32m0/s1600/IMG_6723.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462464115974166482" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S86SLA71V9I/AAAAAAAACc4/_6nLQtD32m0/s200/IMG_6723.JPG" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S86SKmBWY-I/AAAAAAAACcw/hezBA1AZMK0/s1600/IMG_6724.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462464108749546466" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S86SKmBWY-I/AAAAAAAACcw/hezBA1AZMK0/s200/IMG_6724.JPG" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S86SKI8C5EI/AAAAAAAACco/Wqzbi2hLGJE/s1600/IMG_6725.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462464100942668866" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S86SKI8C5EI/AAAAAAAACco/Wqzbi2hLGJE/s200/IMG_6725.JPG" /></a> Pastor asked if my parents will promise to always bring us up in God's wisdom and love. To always rely on Him to nurture us and most of all, to surrender us to God because we belong to him. And they had to say, "I will." That was the 2<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error">nd</span> time in their life they had to say, " I will."<br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S86QD2OEv_I/AAAAAAAACcg/iFoOH8H9BiA/s1600/IMG_6726.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462461793815543794" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S86QD2OEv_I/AAAAAAAACcg/iFoOH8H9BiA/s200/IMG_6726.JPG" /></a> See our pictures on projection?!<br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S86QDDP0iJI/AAAAAAAACcY/meVDFc4s6BA/s1600/IMG_6727.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462461780132661394" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S86QDDP0iJI/AAAAAAAACcY/meVDFc4s6BA/s200/IMG_6727.JPG" /></a> Papa looked so seriously <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">solemn</span>.<br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S86QCsjDknI/AAAAAAAACcQ/e6Edwzy0bTA/s1600/IMG_6728.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462461774039323250" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S86QCsjDknI/AAAAAAAACcQ/e6Edwzy0bTA/s200/IMG_6728.JPG" /></a> Prayer started but I was busy telling mama who didn't close their eyes to pray! Ya, everyone else but me!<br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S86QCD-nuzI/AAAAAAAACcI/3ZJWIGUH2xo/s1600/IMG_6729.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462461763149085490" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S86QCD-nuzI/AAAAAAAACcI/3ZJWIGUH2xo/s200/IMG_6729.JPG" /></a> I snitched on don't know which uncle or <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error">aunty</span> who didn't close their eyes to pray. "Mama, uncle/<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-error">aunty</span> never close eyes."<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S86QBmGYW0I/AAAAAAAACcA/nxcD35cUxvI/s1600/IMG_6730.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462461755128568642" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S86QBmGYW0I/AAAAAAAACcA/nxcD35cUxvI/s200/IMG_6730.JPG" /></a> <div><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S86N-LqwO7I/AAAAAAAACb4/0ULjNNpLcPQ/s1600/IMG_6732.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462459497470507954" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S86N-LqwO7I/AAAAAAAACb4/0ULjNNpLcPQ/s200/IMG_6732.JPG" /></a> <div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S86N9ipKgwI/AAAAAAAACbw/jBKuf0iU4ZY/s1600/IMG_6735.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462459486457987842" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S86N9ipKgwI/AAAAAAAACbw/jBKuf0iU4ZY/s200/IMG_6735.JPG" /></a> Lunch after service at Great World City, Kenny Rogers.<br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S86N8x4zsHI/AAAAAAAACbo/MFO9tBXxpB0/s1600/IMG_6736.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462459473370263666" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S86N8x4zsHI/AAAAAAAACbo/MFO9tBXxpB0/s200/IMG_6736.JPG" /></a> <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-error">Hmmm</span>...mama think Rae looks like her when she doesn't smile--the killer look. But Papa will beg to differ, I'm sure.<br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S86N8WqpZVI/AAAAAAAACbg/im8JhnDi0co/s1600/IMG_6738.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462459466063111506" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S86N8WqpZVI/AAAAAAAACbg/im8JhnDi0co/s200/IMG_6738.JPG" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S86N77mp5WI/AAAAAAAACbY/vdphVQxGNPE/s1600/IMG_6739.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462459458798609762" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S86N77mp5WI/AAAAAAAACbY/vdphVQxGNPE/s200/IMG_6739.JPG" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S86Lw1ymNCI/AAAAAAAACbQ/MUET80ArdL4/s1600/IMG_6740.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462457069236270114" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S86Lw1ymNCI/AAAAAAAACbQ/MUET80ArdL4/s200/IMG_6740.JPG" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S86LwRz_XkI/AAAAAAAACbI/YBU3NcsnYYo/s1600/IMG_6742.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462457059578437186" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S86LwRz_XkI/AAAAAAAACbI/YBU3NcsnYYo/s200/IMG_6742.JPG" /></a> Nice pic. Love her chubby cheeks!<br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S86Lv63ZkNI/AAAAAAAACbA/uwrxrxYpY68/s1600/IMG_6743.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462457053418721490" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S86Lv63ZkNI/AAAAAAAACbA/uwrxrxYpY68/s200/IMG_6743.JPG" /></a> Yeah! <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-error">Mui</span> is such a cute baby! She smiles spontaneously.<br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S86LvpxCxyI/AAAAAAAACa4/yMFlngwXkZE/s1600/IMG_6744.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462457048828659490" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S86LvpxCxyI/AAAAAAAACa4/yMFlngwXkZE/s200/IMG_6744.JPG" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S86Lu97bBhI/AAAAAAAACaw/t_pZ72XTdWQ/s1600/IMG_6745.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462457037061031442" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S86Lu97bBhI/AAAAAAAACaw/t_pZ72XTdWQ/s200/IMG_6745.JPG" /></a></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><br /></div>Baby Ehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13004020329763355627noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1524551357683775404.post-35755285741238076762010-04-21T11:13:00.006+08:002010-04-21T12:55:17.561+08:00Architect @ Work & Night Out @ Swensen's<div align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S85_b-rXZWI/AAAAAAAACao/z22OKcgPKgo/s1600/IMG_6664.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462443516705072482" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S85_b-rXZWI/AAAAAAAACao/z22OKcgPKgo/s200/IMG_6664.JPG" /></a> My new work--<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">condominium</span>. I love building with blocks. I can spend a long time at it, especially if someone plays with me. I pointed out to mama <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">yeye</span>, <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error">nainai</span> and my parents' units! It comes with swimming pool and roof top playground too!<br /><div align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S85_bRoSiWI/AAAAAAAACag/wcqPYRIx-94/s1600/IMG_6666.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462443504612575586" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S85_bRoSiWI/AAAAAAAACag/wcqPYRIx-94/s200/IMG_6666.JPG" /></a>Funny <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error">muimui</span>!<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S859FJRteXI/AAAAAAAACaY/7iwvidVy5bw/s1600/IMG_6665.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462440925390010738" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S859FJRteXI/AAAAAAAACaY/7iwvidVy5bw/s200/IMG_6665.JPG" /></a>Later as I built on, I told mama there were units for gong gong, <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error">poh</span> <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error">poh</span>, uncle Jack, <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error">gugu</span>, <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error">kow</span> <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error">fu</span> and <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error">kow</span> mo too. (So sweet) <a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S859ErJfFcI/AAAAAAAACaQ/LkxNSq2FIh8/s1600/IMG_6668.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462440917302449602" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S859ErJfFcI/AAAAAAAACaQ/LkxNSq2FIh8/s200/IMG_6668.JPG" /></a> <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error">Mui</span> <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error">Mui</span> was busy "reading". A total opposite of me?<br /><div><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S859EEdrTiI/AAAAAAAACaI/n4HVtFupXDA/s1600/IMG_6671.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462440906918153762" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S859EEdrTiI/AAAAAAAACaI/n4HVtFupXDA/s200/IMG_6671.JPG" /></a> Time for a break from all the <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">building</span>.<br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S859DruDgeI/AAAAAAAACaA/wFQWPi8lZOo/s1600/IMG_6672.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462440900275962338" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S859DruDgeI/AAAAAAAACaA/wFQWPi8lZOo/s200/IMG_6672.JPG" /></a> Drama time! Making a sad face.<br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S859DLcrHnI/AAAAAAAACZ4/uqmdg6kVeIA/s1600/IMG_6673.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462440891613126258" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S859DLcrHnI/AAAAAAAACZ4/uqmdg6kVeIA/s200/IMG_6673.JPG" /></a> Angry!<br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S856xRYFJ2I/AAAAAAAACZw/jJShlWMdMm0/s1600/IMG_6674.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462438384943572834" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S856xRYFJ2I/AAAAAAAACZw/jJShlWMdMm0/s200/IMG_6674.JPG" /></a> Happy.<br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S856wyh2hmI/AAAAAAAACZo/brSIz-65qdE/s1600/IMG_6675.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462438376663058018" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S856wyh2hmI/AAAAAAAACZo/brSIz-65qdE/s200/IMG_6675.JPG" /></a> Scary! <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error">Woooo</span>...<br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S856wOWlGNI/AAAAAAAACZg/f73ngPa5oAA/s1600/IMG_6676.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462438366952102098" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S856wOWlGNI/AAAAAAAACZg/f73ngPa5oAA/s200/IMG_6676.JPG" /></a> Silly.<br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S856vu4InZI/AAAAAAAACZY/veLK53pd4h0/s1600/IMG_6680.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462438358502907282" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S856vu4InZI/AAAAAAAACZY/veLK53pd4h0/s200/IMG_6680.JPG" /></a> <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error">Mui</span> <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error">Mui</span> with Dora. <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error">Nai</span> <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error">Nai</span> bought it for me in <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">Israel</span>. Yes, they have Dora in <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">Israel</span>!<br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S856vHhswdI/AAAAAAAACZQ/qiQhTaRxnXI/s1600/IMG_6683.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462438347939824082" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S856vHhswdI/AAAAAAAACZQ/qiQhTaRxnXI/s200/IMG_6683.JPG" /></a>Before my beauty nap.<br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S854Aj_LxyI/AAAAAAAACZI/0-obNlbbcgI/s1600/IMG_6684.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462435349102577442" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S854Aj_LxyI/AAAAAAAACZI/0-obNlbbcgI/s200/IMG_6684.JPG" /></a> ZZz.z..z.z.zz..z....lala land.<br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S854AVRguEI/AAAAAAAACZA/OUq4XZFDCJw/s1600/IMG_6686.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462435345152915522" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S854AVRguEI/AAAAAAAACZA/OUq4XZFDCJw/s200/IMG_6686.JPG" /></a> At <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-error">Swensen's</span> that night for ice cream!<br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S853_yLJYTI/AAAAAAAACY4/qpL3I6wsr_A/s1600/IMG_6685.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462435335730979122" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S853_yLJYTI/AAAAAAAACY4/qpL3I6wsr_A/s200/IMG_6685.JPG" /></a> Does Rae look like papa? My <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" class="blsp-spelling-error">Yi</span> <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_22" class="blsp-spelling-error">Pohs</span> call her "<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_23" class="blsp-spelling-error">Xiao</span> <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_24" class="blsp-spelling-error">Rongjie</span>." <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_25" class="blsp-spelling-error">Rongjie</span> is papa!<br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S853_JmNjVI/AAAAAAAACYw/YlzL49VOeF4/s1600/IMG_6687.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462435324838645074" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S853_JmNjVI/AAAAAAAACYw/YlzL49VOeF4/s200/IMG_6687.JPG" /></a>Papa bought me a toy. It was the kind you insert a coin into the machine and wind it up for a toy to drop. I was a little disappointed because I wanted a purple Hello Kitty. My favourite colour. Papa bought me this toy to cheer me up because I was being disciplined almost round the clock for misbehaving. Sigh, I'm still their little precious. Things parents do. :P</div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><br /></div></div>Baby Ehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13004020329763355627noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1524551357683775404.post-44872605279763632892010-04-09T14:17:00.002+08:002010-04-09T14:35:45.495+08:00Red Schoolhouse, My New School<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S77JIRa9Q3I/AAAAAAAACYg/951SsEH-mKg/s1600/100.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458020942372225906" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S77JIRa9Q3I/AAAAAAAACYg/951SsEH-mKg/s200/100.JPG" /></a><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S77JHxCzJKI/AAAAAAAACYY/XVru71NA2gI/s1600/098.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458020933680964770" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S77JHxCzJKI/AAAAAAAACYY/XVru71NA2gI/s200/098.JPG" /></a> Water play time!<br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S77JHIhfPtI/AAAAAAAACYQ/1WpLVvhwqUE/s1600/097.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458020922803830482" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S77JHIhfPtI/AAAAAAAACYQ/1WpLVvhwqUE/s200/097.JPG" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S77I6PA5BrI/AAAAAAAACYI/Ep7O6UT0tTw/s1600/070.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458020701207856818" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S77I6PA5BrI/AAAAAAAACYI/Ep7O6UT0tTw/s200/070.JPG" /></a> Patterning.<br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S77I5wxR54I/AAAAAAAACYA/hh7KSYXcOUM/s1600/065.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458020693089314690" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S77I5wxR54I/AAAAAAAACYA/hh7KSYXcOUM/s200/065.JPG" /></a>My classmate. Don't know all my friends' name yet.<br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S77I5fnLH8I/AAAAAAAACX4/VyXw2YWKXG4/s1600/064.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458020688483524546" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S77I5fnLH8I/AAAAAAAACX4/VyXw2YWKXG4/s200/064.JPG" /></a> Oooo.....kids' way of pick-up lines "Hey Lia, I see you need help. I'm a SNAG, I can help!"<br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S77I5GmDvTI/AAAAAAAACXw/_XW6IqXDEQk/s1600/061.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458020681767959858" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S77I5GmDvTI/AAAAAAAACXw/_XW6IqXDEQk/s200/061.JPG" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S77I4h1iulI/AAAAAAAACXo/VD5wigu_AG4/s1600/059.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458020671900793426" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S77I4h1iulI/AAAAAAAACXo/VD5wigu_AG4/s200/059.JPG" /></a><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Baby Ehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13004020329763355627noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1524551357683775404.post-25810366636362760322010-03-17T09:44:00.004+08:002010-03-17T10:18:35.127+08:00Bye Bye CM!<div align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S6A6jy5NBdI/AAAAAAAACXY/luzELyF1nDE/s1600-h/Puzzle+time.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 132px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449419935749834194" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S6A6jy5NBdI/AAAAAAAACXY/luzELyF1nDE/s200/Puzzle+time.jpg" /></a> My last few days at CM. I miss my teachers, they are nice. I like Ms Christina for being fun and creative, just like me! She taught me alot of fun songs and actions. I like Ms Ow for being sweet and kind. Always looking out for our welfare. I like Zhang Lao Shi for her being gentle and patient too. Will miss alot more other teachers, like Yvonne jie jie (HQ), Ms Irene (HQ), Ellen jie jie (HQ), Ms Seng, Qu Lao Shi, Ms Zie, Ms Ivy and Ms Kwee Eng especially. Thanks for loving me and giving me a fun time learning and growing there. <a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S6A6jcNXvvI/AAAAAAAACXQ/eFhkjYYHVSk/s1600-h/IMAGE_019.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449419929660407538" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S6A6jcNXvvI/AAAAAAAACXQ/eFhkjYYHVSk/s200/IMAGE_019.JPG" /></a> Throwing things in the plastic bag.<br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S6A6i4aNzJI/AAAAAAAACXI/UaUZ4OoPQKc/s1600-h/IMAGE_018.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449419920050605202" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S6A6i4aNzJI/AAAAAAAACXI/UaUZ4OoPQKc/s200/IMAGE_018.JPG" /></a> Snacking.<br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S6A6ii5-9uI/AAAAAAAACXA/mun07LqAU0k/s1600-h/CIMG0723.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449419914278270690" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S6A6ii5-9uI/AAAAAAAACXA/mun07LqAU0k/s200/CIMG0723.JPG" /></a> Flour on my face!<br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S6A5BXPiZUI/AAAAAAAACW4/wsxXu7esLjU/s1600-h/CIMG0722.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449418244700136770" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S6A5BXPiZUI/AAAAAAAACW4/wsxXu7esLjU/s200/CIMG0722.JPG" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S6A5BBb8xOI/AAAAAAAACWw/V_SeJYKrfdg/s1600-h/CIMG0720.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449418238846616802" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S6A5BBb8xOI/AAAAAAAACWw/V_SeJYKrfdg/s200/CIMG0720.JPG" /></a> Making dough.<br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S6A5AhbKMhI/AAAAAAAACWo/iPLU_5dyZNU/s1600-h/CIMG0719.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449418230253367826" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S6A5AhbKMhI/AAAAAAAACWo/iPLU_5dyZNU/s200/CIMG0719.JPG" /></a> Cheeky time!<br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S6A5AETvYLI/AAAAAAAACWg/m4a0gxk-uGE/s1600-h/CIMG0718.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449418222437621938" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S6A5AETvYLI/AAAAAAAACWg/m4a0gxk-uGE/s200/CIMG0718.JPG" /></a> Flour-y face!<br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S6A4_naYWQI/AAAAAAAACWY/RYXVO3ZYShw/s1600-h/CIMG0711.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449418214680844546" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S6A4_naYWQI/AAAAAAAACWY/RYXVO3ZYShw/s200/CIMG0711.JPG" /></a> My purple dough!<br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S6A2_p6asPI/AAAAAAAACWQ/ck_EZVH4zdI/s1600-h/CIMG0708.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449416016328831218" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S6A2_p6asPI/AAAAAAAACWQ/ck_EZVH4zdI/s200/CIMG0708.JPG" /></a> Adding colourings into the dough.<br /><div align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S6A2_E6yaHI/AAAAAAAACWI/flH5oRZ6cXg/s1600-h/CIMG0689.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449416006398273650" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S6A2_E6yaHI/AAAAAAAACWI/flH5oRZ6cXg/s200/CIMG0689.JPG" /></a> Ariel and I drawing on Ms Christina's hand. She's a spoting teacher. She is game with anything fun!<br /><div align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S6A2-t4qVUI/AAAAAAAACWA/JXW6kEWs9zo/s1600-h/CIMG0670.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449416000215340354" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S6A2-t4qVUI/AAAAAAAACWA/JXW6kEWs9zo/s200/CIMG0670.JPG" /></a><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S6A2-X9qC5I/AAAAAAAACV4/bq8ZXAiUq80/s1600-h/CIMG0669.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449415994330712978" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S6A2-X9qC5I/AAAAAAAACV4/bq8ZXAiUq80/s200/CIMG0669.JPG" /></a> The boy next to me is Zachary. One day, I went home to my grams and mentioned his name to them. Yeye replied, "How come nowadays, parents will name their child "Chicken wing?" Hahhaaa....Guess I mispronounced his name, it came out as "chicken wing" to them!<br /><div align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S6A299ywm6I/AAAAAAAACVw/AutQ0yh2Pvo/s1600-h/CIMG0588.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449415987305683874" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S6A299ywm6I/AAAAAAAACVw/AutQ0yh2Pvo/s200/CIMG0588.JPG" /></a> New found skill--cutting with scissors. Since then, I have been cutting papers around the house. Mama had to get a plastic pair for safety!</div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><br /></div>Baby Ehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13004020329763355627noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1524551357683775404.post-21541244104174676152010-03-11T21:21:00.003+08:002010-03-11T21:55:51.784+08:00Rae-Ann @ 7 Months Old<div align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S5j1Wa2aNDI/AAAAAAAACVo/dXq3U5LNnfc/s1600-h/IMG_6618.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447373514818073650" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S5j1Wa2aNDI/AAAAAAAACVo/dXq3U5LNnfc/s320/IMG_6618.JPG" /></a> I heard mama said, "Ok, Rae time to drink water." And before she could reach for the bottle, I grabbed and stuffed it into Rae's mouth!<br /><div align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S5jzhrsDxrI/AAAAAAAACVg/WL2TIgwy58s/s1600-h/IMG_6617.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447371509293369010" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S5jzhrsDxrI/AAAAAAAACVg/WL2TIgwy58s/s320/IMG_6617.JPG" /></a> I can be such a great helper, when I want to! Muimui happily drinking too!<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S5jzgBi3PzI/AAAAAAAACVY/AfQdFPuPHZA/s1600-h/IMG_6615.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447371480800640818" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S5jzgBi3PzI/AAAAAAAACVY/AfQdFPuPHZA/s320/IMG_6615.JPG" /></a> Muimui in her new exersaucer!<br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S5jzekVwb3I/AAAAAAAACVQ/07ikGYfSogM/s1600-h/IMG_6614.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447371455781171058" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S5jzekVwb3I/AAAAAAAACVQ/07ikGYfSogM/s320/IMG_6614.JPG" /></a> After much consideration, my parents had decided to get muimui a NEW equipment. Long story about why they had to consider for so long. You'll know when you know :P<br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S5jzd66nbrI/AAAAAAAACVI/MbKsswH1azQ/s1600-h/IMG_6612.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447371444661481138" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S5jzd66nbrI/AAAAAAAACVI/MbKsswH1azQ/s320/IMG_6612.JPG" /></a> Rae didn't like to sit in it initially. Every time she turned and faced the snail (the round ball behind her), she would scream and cry in fear. The snail ball made a "psh!" sound when spun. Guess, the sound freaked her out. But now, she had sort of accepted it.<br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S5jzbhsN0pI/AAAAAAAACVA/Um02MYuVJ_w/s1600-h/My+first+new+exersaucer!.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447371403530457746" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S5jzbhsN0pI/AAAAAAAACVA/Um02MYuVJ_w/s320/My+first+new+exersaucer!.JPG" /></a></div></div></div><br /></div></div>Baby Ehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13004020329763355627noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1524551357683775404.post-30051369791824849842010-03-10T15:11:00.004+08:002010-03-10T15:39:25.488+08:00Mama's 33rd Birthday<div align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S5dKQGLOm-I/AAAAAAAACU4/5XHR18T9w-s/s1600-h/IMG_6601.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446903914723974114" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S5dKQGLOm-I/AAAAAAAACU4/5XHR18T9w-s/s320/IMG_6601.JPG" /></a> My parents went out on 23rd Feb to celebrate mama's birthday. It was their happy hour. Papa surprised mama by treating her to a spa massage and lunch buffet together, uninterupted. It was a good 3 years or more ago that they had last stepped into a spa salon. Think Papa wanted to rekindle the moments so he brought her to <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">Aspara</span>, the one they went before their wedding. Mama wished for this more often!<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S5dKPCdXlqI/AAAAAAAACUw/wsHfGyhIQ6w/s1600-h/IMG_6602.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446903896546449058" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S5dKPCdXlqI/AAAAAAAACUw/wsHfGyhIQ6w/s320/IMG_6602.JPG" /></a> At night, <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">yeye</span> treated mama to dinner at Crystal Jade, Great World City.<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S5dKOgnTcAI/AAAAAAAACUo/nTi1acNeiaY/s1600-h/IMG_6603.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446903887461314562" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S5dKOgnTcAI/AAAAAAAACUo/nTi1acNeiaY/s320/IMG_6603.JPG" /></a> Family pic. Notice <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error">muimui</span> "<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error">keow</span> <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error">ka</span>" on the table?!<br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S5dKN1lNxzI/AAAAAAAACUg/T3OAzLjbafg/s1600-h/IMG_6604.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446903875909830450" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S5dKN1lNxzI/AAAAAAAACUg/T3OAzLjbafg/s320/IMG_6604.JPG" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S5dIf9gmpPI/AAAAAAAACUY/GmxaSeiu-y0/s1600-h/IMG_6605.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446901988252361970" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S5dIf9gmpPI/AAAAAAAACUY/GmxaSeiu-y0/s200/IMG_6605.JPG" /></a><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error">Mui</span> with <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error">gugu</span> and <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error">gu</span> <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error">zhang</span>, of course, <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error">minbean</span> cousin too!<br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S5dIfFsVlbI/AAAAAAAACUQ/gQIuW_H5jEg/s1600-h/IMG_6607.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446901973269190066" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S5dIfFsVlbI/AAAAAAAACUQ/gQIuW_H5jEg/s200/IMG_6607.JPG" /></a> I just had to join in!<br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S5dId4jsJII/AAAAAAAACUI/n_p8gZYYiwg/s1600-h/IMG_6609.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446901952563389570" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S5dId4jsJII/AAAAAAAACUI/n_p8gZYYiwg/s200/IMG_6609.JPG" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S5dIdSJxCmI/AAAAAAAACUA/_l7BB3MrAHo/s1600-h/IMG_0113.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446901942254111330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S5dIdSJxCmI/AAAAAAAACUA/_l7BB3MrAHo/s200/IMG_0113.jpg" /></a> Papa bought a cake for mama. So sweet of papa.<br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S5dIcztNNcI/AAAAAAAACT4/fmWLKl_HIJ0/s1600-h/IMG_0114.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446901934081258946" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S5dIcztNNcI/AAAAAAAACT4/fmWLKl_HIJ0/s200/IMG_0114.jpg" /></a> Mama with her lovely gals.<br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S5dHMoG1AdI/AAAAAAAACTw/dDYjMlZyp48/s1600-h/IMG_0116.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446900556577964498" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S5dHMoG1AdI/AAAAAAAACTw/dDYjMlZyp48/s200/IMG_0116.jpg" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S5dHMAMs0NI/AAAAAAAACTo/JfZ5BnojTY8/s1600-h/IMG_0117.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446900545865175250" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S5dHMAMs0NI/AAAAAAAACTo/JfZ5BnojTY8/s200/IMG_0117.jpg" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S5dHLc84OZI/AAAAAAAACTg/mJ0bXa0rZNo/s1600-h/IMG_0118.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446900536403573138" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S5dHLc84OZI/AAAAAAAACTg/mJ0bXa0rZNo/s200/IMG_0118.jpg" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S5dHKibhSoI/AAAAAAAACTY/_VvRbHFePUs/s1600-h/IMG_0119.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446900520694401666" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S5dHKibhSoI/AAAAAAAACTY/_VvRbHFePUs/s200/IMG_0119.jpg" /></a> <a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S5dHKDEPeHI/AAAAAAAACTQ/2g1QzI2D8us/s1600-h/IMG_0120.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446900512275265650" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S5dHKDEPeHI/AAAAAAAACTQ/2g1QzI2D8us/s200/IMG_0120.jpg" /></a> Making a wish with mama.</div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><br /></div>Baby Ehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13004020329763355627noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1524551357683775404.post-40353203596738523602010-03-10T14:54:00.005+08:002010-03-10T15:05:00.320+08:00Rae @ 7 Months Old<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S5dDd7Oj8uI/AAAAAAAACTI/D2KxO5EzuhA/s1600-h/IMG_6554.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446896455721939682" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S5dDd7Oj8uI/AAAAAAAACTI/D2KxO5EzuhA/s320/IMG_6554.JPG" /></a> <div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S5dDdSBpMBI/AAAAAAAACTA/gDLg0dDYoSI/s1600-h/IMG_6553.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446896444661903378" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S5dDdSBpMBI/AAAAAAAACTA/gDLg0dDYoSI/s320/IMG_6553.JPG" /></a><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S5dDc1J2waI/AAAAAAAACS4/0WAM56Hm9go/s1600-h/IMG_6550.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446896436911718818" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S5dDc1J2waI/AAAAAAAACS4/0WAM56Hm9go/s320/IMG_6550.JPG" /></a>My mui mui is thriving well. But at about 6 months, she fell sick. Guess it happened when I was there to spread the viruses around. We kept "transferring" our germs to each other. But my parents thought Rae was stronger as they could see her body fighting hard and only came down with mild flu and cough. Thank God she still ate well. <div><div></div><br /><div>Oh by the way, with number 2 in the family, I was told parents were less anxious and more forgetful with things. Sure enough, my parents kept forgetting to start muimui on solid after she turned 6 months old. For a baby who has had a huge appetite, they were really late. </div><br /><div></div><div>For me, they were so kiasu that they started me on solid at 4 months old! Also because I could sit upright and my head-neck support was great. Muimui till today still sat like a rolly polly. Maybe chubby baby has this disadvantage--balancing issues. :P</div></div></div></div>Baby Ehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13004020329763355627noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1524551357683775404.post-34989923804926895052010-03-10T14:32:00.004+08:002010-03-10T14:54:11.033+08:00Misc Photos of Rae from 5 to 6 Months Old<div align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S5dAyOKKutI/AAAAAAAACSo/LA4ZZ5DZaCQ/s1600-h/IMG_0099.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446893505866283730" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S5dAyOKKutI/AAAAAAAACSo/LA4ZZ5DZaCQ/s320/IMG_0099.jpg" /></a> Yup, my muimui is "pacified!" (6 months old)<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S5dAxW-7-sI/AAAAAAAACSg/aiU9P4a8ISQ/s1600-h/IMG_0049.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446893491055229634" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S5dAxW-7-sI/AAAAAAAACSg/aiU9P4a8ISQ/s320/IMG_0049.jpg" /></a> So sweet, right my muimui?! Looks like me?! (5 months old)<br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S5dAw4T_x4I/AAAAAAAACSY/gLhPMooqB-g/s1600-h/IMG_0048.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446893482822059906" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S5dAw4T_x4I/AAAAAAAACSY/gLhPMooqB-g/s320/IMG_0048.jpg" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S5dAwJr_QnI/AAAAAAAACSQ/DpheiAVeBmc/s1600-h/IMG_0047.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446893470306222706" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S5dAwJr_QnI/AAAAAAAACSQ/DpheiAVeBmc/s320/IMG_0047.jpg" /></a> Smiley lil girl. All you need to do is to talk to her and she will smile.<br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S5dAvS2CdpI/AAAAAAAACSI/GiEGFB96Vns/s1600-h/IMG_0046.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446893455584425618" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S5dAvS2CdpI/AAAAAAAACSI/GiEGFB96Vns/s320/IMG_0046.jpg" /></a> Her usual "duh" look, inherited from papa! wahahha...<br /><div align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S5c-SiBTsmI/AAAAAAAACSA/aJ_fCK51lnU/s1600-h/IMG_0040.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446890762418762338" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S5c-SiBTsmI/AAAAAAAACSA/aJ_fCK51lnU/s320/IMG_0040.jpg" /></a>Rae-Ann at 5 months old plus. Smiling again. <div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S5c-SPxdBrI/AAAAAAAACR4/CI3aI2sTuqk/s1600-h/IMG_0039.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446890757520426674" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S5c-SPxdBrI/AAAAAAAACR4/CI3aI2sTuqk/s320/IMG_0039.jpg" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S5c-RjIcSXI/AAAAAAAACRw/n3dhm5aT1HI/s1600-h/IMG_0023.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446890745537251698" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S5c-RjIcSXI/AAAAAAAACRw/n3dhm5aT1HI/s320/IMG_0023.jpg" /></a> See my mouth! Trying to control my yok gan-ness again. Maybe muimui is so chubby I am trying hard to resist pinching her fats!<br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S5c-RGINF3I/AAAAAAAACRo/mg0ieK_5KJA/s1600-h/IMG_0022.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446890737751627634" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S5c-RGINF3I/AAAAAAAACRo/mg0ieK_5KJA/s320/IMG_0022.jpg" /></a> Muimui: "Er..What happened?"<br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S5c-QmChG3I/AAAAAAAACRg/bx-73vB0OdU/s1600-h/IMG_0021.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446890729137838962" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S5c-QmChG3I/AAAAAAAACRg/bx-73vB0OdU/s320/IMG_0021.jpg" /></a> Sisters forever! :) </div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><br /></div>Baby Ehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13004020329763355627noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1524551357683775404.post-37491665562158745442010-03-10T11:56:00.009+08:002010-03-11T23:04:38.179+08:00Long Overdue Posts--CNY<div align="center">Long overdue pictures to share. My mama finally had some time to upload them. Without further ado, enjoy!</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">We bai nian to yeye and nai nai early in the morning.</div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S5ci0wsWePI/AAAAAAAACRQ/DOGCveDMlH0/s1600-h/IMG_6556.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446860564147370226" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S5ci0wsWePI/AAAAAAAACRQ/DOGCveDMlH0/s320/IMG_6556.JPG" /> <p align="center"></a>Piggy mouth and muimui certainly didn't think I was cool at all squeezing next to her?<br /></p><div align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S5ci0DW10hI/AAAAAAAACRI/7lFkQ9JnQ-Q/s1600-h/IMG_6557.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446860551977554450" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S5ci0DW10hI/AAAAAAAACRI/7lFkQ9JnQ-Q/s320/IMG_6557.JPG" /></a> See me pinching yeye's ear? I have a fetish for ear lobes. I pinched mine when I'm sleepy, drinking milk and "yok gan" (tight flesh--literal translation in canto).<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S5cizniwppI/AAAAAAAACRA/tGZ3de-v9MA/s1600-h/IMG_6558.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446860544511354514" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S5cizniwppI/AAAAAAAACRA/tGZ3de-v9MA/s320/IMG_6558.JPG" /></a><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S5chjKr8PCI/AAAAAAAACQ4/0eSmPACsHsE/s1600-h/IMG_6559.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446859162375699490" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S5chjKr8PCI/AAAAAAAACQ4/0eSmPACsHsE/s320/IMG_6559.JPG" /></a> Mui mui with her ang bao, ops, I mean papa!<br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S5chimB67pI/AAAAAAAACQw/JhS7xJNY2_c/s1600-h/IMG_6560.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446859152535776914" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S5chimB67pI/AAAAAAAACQw/JhS7xJNY2_c/s320/IMG_6560.JPG" /></a> Staring at it again. She does knows it won't go into her CDA, does she??<br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S5chh3xabMI/AAAAAAAACQo/XrNfEogijLY/s1600-h/IMG_6561.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446859140118506690" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S5chh3xabMI/AAAAAAAACQo/XrNfEogijLY/s320/IMG_6561.JPG" /></a> Papa "confiscated" all our ang baos! <div align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S5cgbpePTiI/AAAAAAAACQg/ZjAJwBIWjHI/s1600-h/IMG_6562.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446857933689146914" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S5cgbpePTiI/AAAAAAAACQg/ZjAJwBIWjHI/s320/IMG_6562.JPG" /></a> Photo with nainai and the main character was my Ang Bao!!<br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S5cgbNAS6CI/AAAAAAAACQY/aQUzllEu1y8/s1600-h/IMG_6563.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446857926047361058" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S5cgbNAS6CI/AAAAAAAACQY/aQUzllEu1y8/s320/IMG_6563.JPG" /></a> Ok, this is a better shot of my ang bao. Yup, take more photos of it as evidence that my papa "monopolized" muimui and my "finances!" I shall make sure I study economics or law when I grow up! kekekee....<br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S5cgaZZO5MI/AAAAAAAACQQ/gHFlmtbHByw/s1600-h/IMG_6564.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446857912193311938" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S5cgaZZO5MI/AAAAAAAACQQ/gHFlmtbHByw/s320/IMG_6564.JPG" /></a> At paternal step great grandma's.<br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S5cgZoK_FiI/AAAAAAAACQI/u_wz0q2Vz40/s1600-h/IMG_6566.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446857898980218402" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S5cgZoK_FiI/AAAAAAAACQI/u_wz0q2Vz40/s320/IMG_6566.JPG" /></a> Mama insisted Rae-Ann to wear a headband because she had enough of people commenting Rae looked like a boy even when she dressed her in all pink from head to toe! Humph!<br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S5cgY6EXQxI/AAAAAAAACQA/0NcTt8f3F20/s1600-h/IMG_6568.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446857886604411666" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S5cgY6EXQxI/AAAAAAAACQA/0NcTt8f3F20/s320/IMG_6568.JPG" /></a><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S5ceNIQeRtI/AAAAAAAACP4/FaWSgGkJl6Y/s1600-h/IMG_6569.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446855485231613650" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S5ceNIQeRtI/AAAAAAAACP4/FaWSgGkJl6Y/s320/IMG_6569.JPG" /></a> Lunch time. Papa was feeding me. See my miserably face?! I hate food! I mean proper food.<br /><div><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S5ceMpzZ1sI/AAAAAAAACPw/9MIMiFE92i0/s1600-h/IMG_6570.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446855477056624322" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S5ceMpzZ1sI/AAAAAAAACPw/9MIMiFE92i0/s320/IMG_6570.JPG" /></a> Learning to tie my ribbon. Kow Fu bought me this dress. He had one for Rae too, but it was too big for her to wear. Thanks, Kow Fu!<br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S5ceL3Uz4pI/AAAAAAAACPo/UCvSUTIRW-o/s1600-h/IMG_6571.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446855463506535058" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S5ceL3Uz4pI/AAAAAAAACPo/UCvSUTIRW-o/s320/IMG_6571.JPG" /></a> Rae Rae with Nai Nai.<br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S5ceLPFBkRI/AAAAAAAACPg/c-rItKQLIDg/s1600-h/IMG_6572.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446855452702904594" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S5ceLPFBkRI/AAAAAAAACPg/c-rItKQLIDg/s320/IMG_6572.JPG" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S5ceKRKliEI/AAAAAAAACPY/iEZRn1V1aP8/s1600-h/IMG_6573.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446855436083234882" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S5ceKRKliEI/AAAAAAAACPY/iEZRn1V1aP8/s320/IMG_6573.JPG" /></a> With Gugu and mini bean cousin! Well, that's what she calls him/her!(inside her tummy)<br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S5cca8nVPII/AAAAAAAACPQ/vB1_1OqUVrg/s1600-h/IMG_6574.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446853523601177730" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S5cca8nVPII/AAAAAAAACPQ/vB1_1OqUVrg/s320/IMG_6574.JPG" /></a> Not forgetting Gu Zhang, of course!<br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S5ccaZxaHxI/AAAAAAAACPI/imCoBSysfEY/s1600-h/IMG_6577.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446853514248199954" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S5ccaZxaHxI/AAAAAAAACPI/imCoBSysfEY/s320/IMG_6577.JPG" /></a> Aunty Sarah played with me. Yes, she's an "Aunty" to us even though she is only 4 years old because she is papa's cousin!<br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S5ccZo-54qI/AAAAAAAACPA/ZUREph_7fA8/s1600-h/IMG_6585.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446853501151470242" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S5ccZo-54qI/AAAAAAAACPA/ZUREph_7fA8/s320/IMG_6585.JPG" /></a>Rae- Ann with Uncle Edwin. Surprisingly, she didn't cry. Smell of fatherhood on him??<br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S5ccZOUy1RI/AAAAAAAACO4/fhXeJS9fQq0/s1600-h/IMG_6586.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446853493995525394" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S5ccZOUy1RI/AAAAAAAACO4/fhXeJS9fQq0/s320/IMG_6586.JPG" /></a> With Aunty Su too.<br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S5ccYmMmy9I/AAAAAAAACOw/wPYXJ9jEVXU/s1600-h/IMG_6587.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446853483223763922" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S5ccYmMmy9I/AAAAAAAACOw/wPYXJ9jEVXU/s320/IMG_6587.JPG" /></a> Rub some baby #2 "luck" on them! <div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S5catU-63pI/AAAAAAAACOo/896bXEhmf14/s1600-h/IMG_6588.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446851640356953746" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S5catU-63pI/AAAAAAAACOo/896bXEhmf14/s320/IMG_6588.JPG" /></a> With uncle KS.<br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S5cas423cgI/AAAAAAAACOg/nrAfV5m2cRQ/s1600-h/IMG_6589.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446851632806982146" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S5cas423cgI/AAAAAAAACOg/nrAfV5m2cRQ/s320/IMG_6589.JPG" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S5casedU_bI/AAAAAAAACOY/vUW80PEQP1A/s1600-h/IMG_6590.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446851625720544690" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S5casedU_bI/AAAAAAAACOY/vUW80PEQP1A/s320/IMG_6590.JPG" /></a> Ops, muimui seemed happy, not Aunty Evelyn though. kekekek....nah the wind messed up her hair. Still looked pretty, ok aunty?<br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S5caruJuoTI/AAAAAAAACOQ/vQ_1xbqY7cQ/s1600-h/IMG_6591.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446851612753436978" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S5caruJuoTI/AAAAAAAACOQ/vQ_1xbqY7cQ/s320/IMG_6591.JPG" /></a> <div align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S5caqw-yQEI/AAAAAAAACOI/kPA7OUnxe-4/s1600-h/IMG_6593.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446851596332974146" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S5caqw-yQEI/AAAAAAAACOI/kPA7OUnxe-4/s320/IMG_6593.JPG" /></a> Papa and Uncle Edwin playing Wii. Can see I was sleepy but trying hard to fight my sleep. It was way passed my nap time and I simply refused to nap. Later knocked out in the car and missed my dinner completely.</div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><br /></div>Baby Ehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13004020329763355627noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1524551357683775404.post-33612098345178803662010-02-12T12:29:00.006+08:002010-02-12T17:56:16.795+08:00CNY party in school<div align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S3TgRwqHcEI/AAAAAAAACN4/1iJav4__jec/s1600-h/DSC_0915.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437217245866979394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S3TgRwqHcEI/AAAAAAAACN4/1iJav4__jec/s320/DSC_0915.JPG" border="0" /></a> CNY snack. Like my smile?<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S3TgRUTTstI/AAAAAAAACNw/5qgsh03ixiA/s1600-h/DSC_0893.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437217238255121106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S3TgRUTTstI/AAAAAAAACNw/5qgsh03ixiA/s320/DSC_0893.JPG" border="0" /></a>Playing game. Scooping beans? Not sure what I was doing, I think.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S3TgSlePXLI/AAAAAAAACOA/cyU4loqlD9w/s1600-h/DSC_0916.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437217260044246194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S3TgSlePXLI/AAAAAAAACOA/cyU4loqlD9w/s320/DSC_0916.JPG" border="0" /></a> Latricia and me! Friend friend!<br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S3TgQ6Li1mI/AAAAAAAACNo/CcOe_1ZHT2g/s1600-h/DSC_0892.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437217231243236962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S3TgQ6Li1mI/AAAAAAAACNo/CcOe_1ZHT2g/s320/DSC_0892.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S3TePJ8CN_I/AAAAAAAACNg/YDVVbrh85sk/s1600-h/DSC_0887.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437215002090158066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S3TePJ8CN_I/AAAAAAAACNg/YDVVbrh85sk/s320/DSC_0887.JPG" border="0" /></a> Ang baos from teachers. Nah! No money.<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S3TeOmpuVTI/AAAAAAAACNY/iGAwNjCoW5E/s1600-h/DSC_0874.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437214992618116402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S3TeOmpuVTI/AAAAAAAACNY/iGAwNjCoW5E/s320/DSC_0874.JPG" border="0" /></a> Making face, as usual.<br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S3TeOE1AjpI/AAAAAAAACNQ/-Z_ZxPd5DNg/s1600-h/DSC_0873.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437214983538642578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S3TeOE1AjpI/AAAAAAAACNQ/-Z_ZxPd5DNg/s320/DSC_0873.JPG" border="0" /></a> Recently, dimples started to be more prominent! Mama is so happy! Her genes, she claimed.<br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S3TeNk0FNVI/AAAAAAAACNI/AjXU1Hg7ZSM/s1600-h/DSC_0848.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437214974944818514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S3TeNk0FNVI/AAAAAAAACNI/AjXU1Hg7ZSM/s320/DSC_0848.JPG" border="0" /></a> I wasn't sitting next to a dustbin, don't be mistaken. It was a bin meant for K2 games. hahaha..<br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S3TeM4Mz0JI/AAAAAAAACNA/jNyHYA7kU64/s1600-h/DSC_0831.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437214962968940690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S3TeM4Mz0JI/AAAAAAAACNA/jNyHYA7kU64/s320/DSC_0831.JPG" border="0" /></a> Our class presentation of a CNY song. Notice I was trying to shove the red dress girl away from me?! Stealing limelight wasn't cool and ethical, ok?!<br /><div align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S3TboVo7nII/AAAAAAAACM4/qkJOdrDphaM/s1600-h/DSC_0830.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437212136193105026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S3TboVo7nII/AAAAAAAACM4/qkJOdrDphaM/s320/DSC_0830.JPG" border="0" /></a> Song was being sang. But I got distracted and upset that the red dress girl stood so close to me. I kept shoving her futher but she kept coming nearer. I even tried "explaining" to her about her "unacceptable" behaviour! Argh! Why am I so popular!? I later complained about her to my teacher. My new found skill. :P<br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S3Tbm_8ma7I/AAAAAAAACMg/prfRlYUPvyM/s1600-h/DSC_0771.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437212113190153138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S3Tbm_8ma7I/AAAAAAAACMg/prfRlYUPvyM/s320/DSC_0771.JPG" border="0" /></a> Watching another class performed.<br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S3TbnyZn2GI/AAAAAAAACMw/mbqyQOyrmdY/s1600-h/DSC_0796.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437212126733654114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S3TbnyZn2GI/AAAAAAAACMw/mbqyQOyrmdY/s320/DSC_0796.JPG" border="0" /></a> Ms Seng, my pre-nursery teacher and Mila, mu old friend.<br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S3TbnSPE7GI/AAAAAAAACMo/jQm5u3IGZYM/s1600-h/DSC_0794.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437212118099487842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S3TbnSPE7GI/AAAAAAAACMo/jQm5u3IGZYM/s320/DSC_0794.JPG" border="0" /></a> I like Ms Seng alot. I still miss her though I'm in a different class now.<br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S3TbmegWQpI/AAAAAAAACMY/a7nwgCZjc7Y/s1600-h/DSC_0770.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437212104213283474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S3TbmegWQpI/AAAAAAAACMY/a7nwgCZjc7Y/s320/DSC_0770.JPG" border="0" /></a></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><p align="center">Ms Ow taking photos of my friends and I.</p></div><br /></div>Baby Ehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13004020329763355627noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1524551357683775404.post-90940493325252732712010-01-28T13:29:00.001+08:002010-01-28T13:32:03.951+08:00"I cannot. I win!"<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Jnq-GdjvOjg&hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Jnq-GdjvOjg&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br />I played hopscotch at home. Mama demostrated with one leg, but I couldn't do it yet. So I used both my legs and that boosted my confidence. Quite fun, can lose more weight too. But don't have alot of it to start with! :PBaby Ehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13004020329763355627noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1524551357683775404.post-82452310031110905872010-01-28T13:24:00.001+08:002010-01-28T13:26:01.967+08:00Peek-A-Boo!<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XMfrfpS3IBY&hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XMfrfpS3IBY&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br />I am my muimui's best pal! She would chuckle or scream excitedly whenever she saw me. Perhaps, fast moving "objects" are intriguing to babies?! Wahahahaa.....Baby Ehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13004020329763355627noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1524551357683775404.post-62924095295347546142010-01-28T13:14:00.004+08:002010-01-28T15:29:48.467+08:00Rae flipped at 5th Month<div align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S2E65kO6fyI/AAAAAAAACMI/z5INlXS00dc/s1600-h/IMG_6531.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431687386238713634" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S2E65kO6fyI/AAAAAAAACMI/z5INlXS00dc/s320/IMG_6531.JPG" /></a> <a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S2E65AIRdEI/AAAAAAAACMA/5-hUVsntCbA/s1600-h/IMG_6532.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431687376547181634" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S2E65AIRdEI/AAAAAAAACMA/5-hUVsntCbA/s320/IMG_6532.JPG" /></a> Flipped over before bedtime.<br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S2E4pGf9j1I/AAAAAAAACLw/yjiGoMpqPm4/s1600-h/IMG_6539.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431684904355991378" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S2E4pGf9j1I/AAAAAAAACLw/yjiGoMpqPm4/s320/IMG_6539.JPG" /></a> My bath toys when I was a baby. Yeye bought this for me. Heard from Nainai she put some into the bath tub and muimui upon seeing them, cried in fear! Now, she's better.<br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S2E4oVSq6AI/AAAAAAAACLo/JL4lz9MErH8/s1600-h/IMG_6540.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431684891146905602" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S2E4oVSq6AI/AAAAAAAACLo/JL4lz9MErH8/s320/IMG_6540.JPG" /></a> "Me and my rubber toys!"<br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S2E4n4CBkJI/AAAAAAAACLg/g0GNl4JEjbo/s1600-h/IMG_6541.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431684883292459154" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S2E4n4CBkJI/AAAAAAAACLg/g0GNl4JEjbo/s320/IMG_6541.JPG" /></a> Attemtpting to grab Mr. Octopus.<br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S2E4nboTmOI/AAAAAAAACLY/oK14jVRU8hA/s1600-h/IMG_6543.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431684875668396258" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S2E4nboTmOI/AAAAAAAACLY/oK14jVRU8hA/s320/IMG_6543.JPG" /></a><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-htmwc-YnWY&hl=en&fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-htmwc-YnWY&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br />Mama was a lil concerned about Rae-Ann not flipping over when she was 4 months old. Perhaps, the benchmark was there because I could flip exactly at 4th month. But guess it was true; every child is different. Then muimui started flipping over to her sides and now, quite a good "flipper"! Way to go, Mui! Keep it up. </div></div></div></div><br /></div>Baby Ehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13004020329763355627noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1524551357683775404.post-44635514302222242062010-01-28T12:45:00.005+08:002010-01-28T13:24:27.114+08:00Poh Poh's Birthday<div align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S2EadYMpJSI/AAAAAAAACLQ/y_tHAub_Hio/s1600-h/IMG_6510.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431651717599536418" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S2EadYMpJSI/AAAAAAAACLQ/y_tHAub_Hio/s320/IMG_6510.JPG" /></a> These pictures are way overdue. Mama has been super busy with work and managing muimui and I that she didn't have the time to post blogs. So now, while she's sick at home, she tried her best to upload. Thanks, mama! </div><div align="center">We had lunch at Lao Beijing, Novena Sq one of the weekends. Kow Fu and Kow Mo were there too. Happy Birthday, Poh Poh (again!)! While waiting for our seats, Rae-Ann doze off. She could sleep anywhere. Good for her!<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S2EadO5JAZI/AAAAAAAACLI/TI8v-DX_Nq0/s1600-h/IMG_6513.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431651715101819282" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S2EadO5JAZI/AAAAAAAACLI/TI8v-DX_Nq0/s320/IMG_6513.JPG" /></a> Me trying to be funny.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S2Eacfwc-VI/AAAAAAAACLA/XzotaorXKT0/s1600-h/IMG_6514.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431651702448912722" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S2Eacfwc-VI/AAAAAAAACLA/XzotaorXKT0/s320/IMG_6514.JPG" /></a> Making funny faces, main entertainment of the meal! At no costs.<br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S2EabliL4wI/AAAAAAAACK4/xeWlPigBJKc/s1600-h/IMG_6515.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431651686819816194" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S2EabliL4wI/AAAAAAAACK4/xeWlPigBJKc/s320/IMG_6515.JPG" /></a> I could really go all out to make them laugh. Yes, even if it meant to dig into my eye balls!<br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S2EY8ibP10I/AAAAAAAACKw/Kr32YX1toxA/s1600-h/IMG_6517.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431650053897836354" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S2EY8ibP10I/AAAAAAAACKw/Kr32YX1toxA/s320/IMG_6517.JPG" /></a> Not forgetting a nice picture with the birthday girl, ops, I mean, woman!<br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S2EY8N1aexI/AAAAAAAACKo/II5S_l_m09E/s1600-h/IMG_6518.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431650048370440978" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S2EY8N1aexI/AAAAAAAACKo/II5S_l_m09E/s320/IMG_6518.JPG" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S2EY7pmQ13I/AAAAAAAACKg/L2X8pyoozEA/s1600-h/IMG_6521.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431650038643218290" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S2EY7pmQ13I/AAAAAAAACKg/L2X8pyoozEA/s320/IMG_6521.JPG" /></a> Kow Fu playing with Mui. Muimui chuckled. But when Kow Fu tried to carry her, she would cried. Hmm...can see, no touch?!<br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S2EY6wj-FdI/AAAAAAAACKY/mBzdM37gNX8/s1600-h/IMG_6522.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431650023332779474" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S2EY6wj-FdI/AAAAAAAACKY/mBzdM37gNX8/s320/IMG_6522.JPG" /></a> Me again. Trying to pounce on Kow Fu!<br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S2EY6DQwH9I/AAAAAAAACKQ/MQ6sUFvVbdU/s1600-h/IMG_6523.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431650011172577234" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S2EY6DQwH9I/AAAAAAAACKQ/MQ6sUFvVbdU/s320/IMG_6523.JPG" /></a> Gong Gong and Rae<br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S2EXPKdmRjI/AAAAAAAACKI/xReMTYuJ1Ck/s1600-h/IMG_6524.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431648174859503154" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S2EXPKdmRjI/AAAAAAAACKI/xReMTYuJ1Ck/s320/IMG_6524.JPG" /></a> I tried to squeeze into the picture, but too late. Mama clicked first. Next...<br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S2EXOVwz2-I/AAAAAAAACKA/9H6PxaL6wxY/s1600-h/IMG_6525.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431648160713006050" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S2EXOVwz2-I/AAAAAAAACKA/9H6PxaL6wxY/s320/IMG_6525.JPG" /></a> Mui Mui looked so demure here, huh?! I, well, looked as usual--cheeky!<br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S2EXNk9_nKI/AAAAAAAACJ4/qwdL4SlRvAE/s1600-h/IMG_6526.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431648147614964898" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S2EXNk9_nKI/AAAAAAAACJ4/qwdL4SlRvAE/s320/IMG_6526.JPG" /></a> Gong Gong and Rae must be wondering what the 2 of them were doing behind. Not smiling at camera, doing their own biz.<br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S2EXNGdN_FI/AAAAAAAACJw/PQu1Rvc-K2I/s1600-h/IMG_6527.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431648139424431186" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S2EXNGdN_FI/AAAAAAAACJw/PQu1Rvc-K2I/s320/IMG_6527.JPG" /></a> Ok, now they smiled, but still not looking at the camera. Sigh...Rae-Ann had such a sweet smile!<br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S2EXMc9RbLI/AAAAAAAACJo/w214qyucT9U/s1600-h/IMG_6528.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431648128284585138" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/S2EXMc9RbLI/AAAAAAAACJo/w214qyucT9U/s320/IMG_6528.JPG" /></a> Wah, double stern face!</div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><br /></div>Baby Ehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13004020329763355627noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1524551357683775404.post-39429902140377295502009-12-30T13:38:00.002+08:002009-12-30T13:41:59.294+08:00Cell Post Christmas Party@ Gentle Drive<p style="visibility:visible;"><object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://widget-78.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" height="320" width="426" style="width:426px;height:320px"><param name="movie" value="http://widget-78.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" /><param name="quality" value="high" /><param name="scale" value="noscale" /><param name="salign" value="l" /><param name="wmode" value="transparent"/> <param name="flashvars" value="cy=ms&il=1&channel=1224979098668185720&site=widget-78.slide.com"/></object><p style="white-space:nowrap"><a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&at=un&id=1224979098668185720&map=1" target="_blank"><img src="http://widget-78.slide.com/p1/1224979098668185720/ms_t062_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /></a> <a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&at=un&id=1224979098668185720&map=2" target="_blank"><img src="http://widget-78.slide.com/p2/1224979098668185720/ms_t062_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /></a> <a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&at=un&id=1224979098668185720&map=F" target="_blank"><img src="http://widget-78.slide.com/p4/1224979098668185720/ms_t062_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /></a></p></p><br />We had fun games, songs and delicious food at cell party on 26th Dec. I could sit and eat by myself, peer pressure, perhaps. The kids played passing parcel game and the adults got to gift exchanged. <br /><br />We also welcomed our new members to the cell--the Angs (Uncle Philip, Aunty Clara, Isabelle and Danielle) and Aunty Grace and her son, Ethan. <br /><br />I loved the time there and knocked out in the car before papa could drive out of the lane!Baby Ehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13004020329763355627noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1524551357683775404.post-58043076437648227052009-12-30T12:29:00.007+08:002009-12-30T13:38:21.365+08:00Christmas@ Raffles Town Club<div align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/SzrjWO5_ESI/AAAAAAAACJg/eSotIFiqHns/s1600-h/IMG_6400.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420895072591745314" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/SzrjWO5_ESI/AAAAAAAACJg/eSotIFiqHns/s320/IMG_6400.JPG" /></a> Presents Rae-Ann and I received on Christmas Eve. No Christmas tree set up this year. Papa was very tired just by thinking of the assembling and dismantling process.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/SzrjVZpLS6I/AAAAAAAACJY/wN6fNtzLYaQ/s1600-h/IMG_6404.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420895058294164386" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/SzrjVZpLS6I/AAAAAAAACJY/wN6fNtzLYaQ/s320/IMG_6404.JPG" /></a> First thing I did in the morning of Christmas was to unwrap them! I helped Rae too. Can see Rae looking at me behind?!<br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/SzrjUycZEkI/AAAAAAAACJQ/Rom_oAy5KUs/s1600-h/IMG_6405.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420895047771558466" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/SzrjUycZEkI/AAAAAAAACJQ/Rom_oAy5KUs/s320/IMG_6405.JPG" /></a> My favourite colour--purple!! Mama promised to buy me purple sandals (yes, the 3rd purple pair) to reward me for using the potty again. So she bought from Crocs, again! Only Crocs has the purple I like. I know it was more expensive, but I just loved that shade of purple leh.Kekekeke....So my parents splurged on me lor....what to do, I'm their darling. :P<br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/SzrjUqQmRlI/AAAAAAAACJI/_8uRXkLYb4w/s1600-h/IMG_6406.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420895045574608466" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/SzrjUqQmRlI/AAAAAAAACJI/_8uRXkLYb4w/s320/IMG_6406.JPG" /></a> Must try them on!<br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/SzriCjCTwZI/AAAAAAAACJA/wlEfOXmcdgs/s1600-h/IMG_6407.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420893634886353298" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/SzriCjCTwZI/AAAAAAAACJA/wlEfOXmcdgs/s320/IMG_6407.JPG" /></a>All smiles! A little too big. But should be able to wear in a few more weeks.<br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/SzriCOKJ1uI/AAAAAAAACI4/X7KTWI4dhnA/s1600-h/IMG_6408.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420893629282113250" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/SzriCOKJ1uI/AAAAAAAACI4/X7KTWI4dhnA/s320/IMG_6408.JPG" /></a> At Raffles Town Club for Gugu and Gu Zhang's 2nd wedding anniversary-cum-Christmas celebration.<br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/SzriBpGVqgI/AAAAAAAACIw/Va_HlV5BGNo/s1600-h/IMG_6409.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420893619333999106" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/SzriBpGVqgI/AAAAAAAACIw/Va_HlV5BGNo/s320/IMG_6409.JPG" /></a> Mama decided to pop her head in for photo taking since she could be seen anyways! wahahha..<br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/SzriBKaCNCI/AAAAAAAACIo/HmZgyZgBqJ8/s1600-h/IMG_6410.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420893611095110690" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/SzriBKaCNCI/AAAAAAAACIo/HmZgyZgBqJ8/s320/IMG_6410.JPG" /></a> Rae-Ann, as usual, could sleep anywhere.<br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/SzriAnlbg1I/AAAAAAAACIg/RANxE2h_nOg/s1600-h/IMG_6413.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420893601747665746" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/SzriAnlbg1I/AAAAAAAACIg/RANxE2h_nOg/s320/IMG_6413.JPG" /></a>I was also napping then. But I woke her up when I screamed and cried when I was awaken.<br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/Szrd_L_1etI/AAAAAAAACIY/lw8J5DcZhS0/s1600-h/IMG_6414.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420889179115846354" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/Szrd_L_1etI/AAAAAAAACIY/lw8J5DcZhS0/s320/IMG_6414.JPG" /></a> Then we were "kidnapped" to take photos with my doting grams! Who else!? See Rae-Ann's big smile? Only mama could make her smile like that, well, most of the time.<br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/Szrd-vr2D5I/AAAAAAAACIQ/sYI-DqUWnuY/s1600-h/IMG_6415.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420889171515805586" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/Szrd-vr2D5I/AAAAAAAACIQ/sYI-DqUWnuY/s320/IMG_6415.JPG" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/Szrd-M0e39I/AAAAAAAACII/LBDFUmMNaV0/s1600-h/IMG_6416.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420889162156793810" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/Szrd-M0e39I/AAAAAAAACII/LBDFUmMNaV0/s320/IMG_6416.JPG" /></a>Mama just talked to Rae Rae, and she would chuckle.<br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/Szrd9rIOLkI/AAAAAAAACIA/PpyDerFod4o/s1600-h/IMG_6417.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420889153112780354" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/Szrd9rIOLkI/AAAAAAAACIA/PpyDerFod4o/s320/IMG_6417.JPG" /></a> Yeye and muimui. Mama wasn't around then, so no smile! wahahhaa...<br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/Szrd9GabWEI/AAAAAAAACH4/k8sYP_j-yDA/s1600-h/IMG_6418.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420889143257028674" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/Szrd9GabWEI/AAAAAAAACH4/k8sYP_j-yDA/s320/IMG_6418.JPG" /></a> You guessed right. Mama was back and talked to Rae-Ann again. So she chuckled!<br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/SzrbWtIRh8I/AAAAAAAACHw/nWMXLwz18qw/s1600-h/IMG_6419.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420886284611717058" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/SzrbWtIRh8I/AAAAAAAACHw/nWMXLwz18qw/s320/IMG_6419.JPG" /></a> Huh?! What happened?<br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/SzrbWBi4RXI/AAAAAAAACHo/Nr5hqHrrxCs/s1600-h/IMG_6420.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420886272912147826" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/SzrbWBi4RXI/AAAAAAAACHo/Nr5hqHrrxCs/s320/IMG_6420.JPG" /></a> Smiling again. Good job, mama! kekekek...<br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/SzrbVmlRg8I/AAAAAAAACHg/nzhL2KxiJx4/s1600-h/IMG_6421.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420886265674433474" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/SzrbVmlRg8I/AAAAAAAACHg/nzhL2KxiJx4/s320/IMG_6421.JPG" /></a> Duh?!<br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/SzrbVA-VmQI/AAAAAAAACHY/FK_3q4g-aWE/s1600-h/IMG_6422.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420886255579011330" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/SzrbVA-VmQI/AAAAAAAACHY/FK_3q4g-aWE/s320/IMG_6422.JPG" /></a> No mama to make her smile?!<br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/SzrbUrpxvEI/AAAAAAAACHQ/op1p6UprWYY/s1600-h/IMG_6423.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420886249855630402" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/SzrbUrpxvEI/AAAAAAAACHQ/op1p6UprWYY/s320/IMG_6423.JPG" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/SzrYhFxVl9I/AAAAAAAACHI/TcvoK1dcecM/s1600-h/IMG_6424.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420883164490209234" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/SzrYhFxVl9I/AAAAAAAACHI/TcvoK1dcecM/s320/IMG_6424.JPG" /></a> Rae Rae smiled, but out came her last fed milk too! Overwhelmed!?<br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/SzrYgTdDVeI/AAAAAAAACHA/35td12FwQHI/s1600-h/IMG_6425.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420883150983353826" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/SzrYgTdDVeI/AAAAAAAACHA/35td12FwQHI/s320/IMG_6425.JPG" /></a> I refused to look up. Attitude gal!<br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/SzrYf7tMv5I/AAAAAAAACG4/IxTekUYuKFQ/s1600-h/IMG_6426.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420883144608628626" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/SzrYf7tMv5I/AAAAAAAACG4/IxTekUYuKFQ/s320/IMG_6426.JPG" /></a> More stylo when holding a kueh pie ti, don't they know?!<br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/SzrYfVjhglI/AAAAAAAACGw/53BOKz_rbso/s1600-h/IMG_6427.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420883134367498834" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/SzrYfVjhglI/AAAAAAAACGw/53BOKz_rbso/s320/IMG_6427.JPG" /></a> At the lobby.<br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/SzrYe1SMUzI/AAAAAAAACGo/FYS_mlC-vs0/s1600-h/IMG_6428.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420883125704872754" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXDdkeUgmq0/SzrYe1SMUzI/AAAAAAAACGo/FYS_mlC-vs0/s320/IMG_6428.JPG" /></a> </div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><br /></div>Baby Ehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13004020329763355627noreply@blogger.com0