Virus, I hate you!

Mama and me have been sick since last week. Mama had bad flu and bacteria infection of the throat. But she's better now. I am having high fever, up and down since last Sunday. Highest record was 40 degrees. It doesn't help when it's accompanied by phlegmy cough and flu.

Think we crossed spread to each other. And I hate taking anti biotics! Only Papa and Yeye can feed me because Nai Nai doesn't have the heart to as I will beg, jump and cry. Mama will lose her patience and get frustrated because it pains her heart too. So only the 'big' guys in the house can do it well.

And I've learnt new "tricks" to avoid taking it. I'll cry, "Ouch! Pain! Pain!" When one of them just touch me (one needs to hold me down). But it was just a very gentle touch. Hehehee...guess this didn't work much as they had seen through it already. Sigh....then I tried saying, "Wait, poo poo." And on the first time, Papa believed me. Then he grew smarter, because nothing came out! So it didn't work too.

I tired saying, "Don't want medicine. Sticky sticky!" The medicine has this powdery white texture. Yucks! Sigh, now I must think of another excuse! But apart from medicine taking time that is torturous for all, I have been quite cheery at Nai Nai's. Last night, when the were having dinner, I entertained them with my self improvised songs!

I have been sick about 4 times only after 2 1/2 months of starting school. Praying that my body will build up the immunity soon. And the adults are thinking of bringing me to Chinese Sing Seh to "tiao" my body. Hopefully, it's not an expensive option.

But Mama thinks it's worth a try because she also hates seeing me sick. Taking medicines is really like watching a torture session going on. Sometimes takes 4 people to do it. One to pin me down, one to force feed, one to attend to the mess and one to sayang me after the ordeal. Sigh......that is why Mama gets upset when parents of sick children irresponsibly bring them to school or out in public to spread virus! I think so too. I think we need to be educated to have social responsibility.

Mama's motto, "Do to others, what you want others to do to you."

Happy Mothers' Day!

First thing I woke up, Papa taught me to say, "Happy Mothers' Day" to Mama. So I jumped next to her and said those words. Mama woke up with a big smile and a kiss for me!
After church, we went to Peninsular Hotel for lunch buffet with Po Poh, Gong Gong, Kow Fu and Kow Mo. I was as usual, needed some time to warm up straight after my nap when I saw them. Then I was my "normal" self---cheeky and active as ever.

Po Po took me out to the lobby where I stood on the stairways and started singing, "Rain rain go away..." She wanted to climb on the steps with me, but I stopped her. I told her to stay down there, be my audience!

For dinner, we went Grand Corpthorne for dinner buffet,because Gu Gu had some discount lobang. I was acting up as too many faces to be entertained! I couldn't focus on my dinner and Papa was getting upset with me. Ops! Sorry, papa.

It was a day of buffets for them! This month is Mothers' Day and Yeye's birthday. Next month's Fathers' Day and Nai Nai's birthday--getting confuse already?!?! HEhehehe.....

Kids Kampong

Last Saturday was cell outing at Pasir Ris Kids Kampong. I had a fun time catching longkang fish! Well, I think the mummies and daddies had their share of fun too. I guess it was an adult thing--once they knew it was an activity with a target--catch as many fish within an hour, they were so on the ball! But more often than not, parents would like to get the fish for their kids because the fish were simply too fast for us to catch with a small net! And it would be disappointing to get nothing home, right? Thanks, parents for your effort!

At some point, the adults had to be reminded, by us kids, to RETURN US THE NET AND BUCKET!!! They held onto it for so long that they forgot WE were the reason they were there. Sigh..... Elijah's parents, Uncle Aaron and Aunty Liz were funny. They were so engrossed in getting the fish caught with several tactics that they sometimes forgot about Elijah, who was inching his way into the longkang. HAhahahha....and so he did. I joined him in putting my hands into the water and simply splashed it. What the heck, if we couldn't fish, we had to think of other ways to keep ourselves entertained, right?! And at times, Elijah would use the net to shoo the fish, "Go away!" Hmmm....perhaps, that was why his parents had hard a time luring the fish into the bucket and net?! kekekeke....(oh by the way, we were supposed to use only the net to fish, but the adults had their own "strategy", remember?!)

Then Uncle Adrian, Aunty Elaine and Liz came later because Liz woke up late from her nap. My friend can really sleep man! :) But you know what, Uncle Adrian tried to catch fish but he would had better luck if he was carrying a hangbag! Aunty Elaine caught some fish while carrying doing so, so she was doing it with only one hand! Perhaps, she was the "Kampong girl?" Wahhahaha.....

Papa was named the "Kampong boy" by the uncles and aunties because he was good at catching the fish. Some older kids came to him and pleaded with him to catch for them too! One girl was almost in tears because she couldn't catch any. Some went to the extend to ask for orange fish too! Of course, being bestowed with the honourable title of "The Kampong Boy", he had to oblige. Hehehhee....But he suffered from backache and headache after that.

We also went to feed koi fish, chickens, goose and rabbits. I didn't want Mama to pour out the food for me, so she gave me the whole pack. But I think I fed the ground more than I fed the real pets.

After the fishing, we sat at the lobby and had ice cream and rested. Guess where did we go for dinner?! Fish and Co!!! Just so coincidental that the place was not packed. Of course, we didn't cook our "Grouper", "Snapper" and "Seabass." We had Mothers' Day set menu from them instead.

I had fun, think all of us did. It was an experience I can remember till today. I love to play with my catch at home. Kids Kampong gave us the net and bucket to bring home. So whenever I went to the toilet, I'll "play" with my fish--put my hand inside to disturb them! But today, one fish already died. :(

Oh and Xavier gor gor had fever after that. Xavier gor gor, get well soon! We prayed for you!

Miss Bishan

Mama was watching Miss World last week and she didn't realise that I was in my imitating mode again. When Papa came out from the room, he was laughing out loud, that caught her attention.

I was pacing up and down the living room with my hands on my hips, just like those pretty contestants on pageant! Hahahhaaa......and I had a serious look on my face because I was focusing on my walk. So Mama asked me, "Are you Miss Bishan?" I replied as a matter of factly, "Yes." And continued my catwalk.

Now if you ask me to do the "Miss Bishan walk" I will do it, if I'm in the mood, that is. Papa said, I can join pageants next time, provided I don't have to wear skimpy dresses and bikini. Come on, man!

Bubbles at Botanical Gardens

Papa and Mama brought me to Botanical Gardens last weekend. Papa bought me a new bubble gun and we just couldn't wait to try it out. I always love to play bubbles. Only Papa and Yeye are the two main persons that will play that with me enthusiastically too. Whenever I know either of them will bring me to play bubbles, I will exclaim, "Yeah! Blow bubbles! Blow bubbles!"

I had such a great time that day but the heat was a killer. Guess I was overly tired and got very cranky later in the night. "More bubbles, Papa!" Papa chased bubbles with me too! So fun!

Ops, bubbles burst on my face! Mama trying to take an artistic shot. Good try, Mama. I walked on myself because my parents were too slow!

"Aiyah, why can't my Mama walk faster.

Nice pic with my Papa. Mama likes my smile here.

I looked like a big girl, don't I?! Crossed legs some more.

Can see the caterpillar hanging from the vine? I was terrified. But seemed like Papa was too!

To Mama -- I Stand Amazed

This song is one of Mama's favourites. God's love always leaves her in amazement. How can anyone not want such relationship with such a loving God. Which god you know WANTS a relationship with you in the first place?! Only one true God.....

Watching the video clip made Mama missed her vocal ministry in Faith AOG. Amidst the "stress" that the responsibility of 500 odd people going into the Holy of Holies was placed in her hand (so to speak), she greatly enjoyed the process of growing in this ministry with her friends then. The fears, struggles, tears and joy they shared throughout the years of service were invaluable. Iron sharpens iron, it's true.

To all her friends in Faith AOG: Continue to press on for Jesus! You are an instrument of praise. We look forward to the DAY that we shall worship Him unceasingly.

To My Papa -- God Will Make a Way

Papa, if you're reading this, this song is for you from your little princess to cheer you on.... We hang in there together because God will make a way.

Trip to Dr Henry Cheng

On Monday, Mama booked an emergency appointment with Dr Henry because she didn't feel my lil sister's movement for some days. Mui Mui will usually flutter in Mama's tummy when she starts to eat. But no matter how much she ate during those few days, Mama just simply couldn't feel the "butterflies in the stomach" feeling.

Then as she was in the office taking a break. She was mentally focusing on names for Mui Mui and alas, my lil sister gave a few flips and kicks! Mama instantly felt bad and happy at the same time. Happy, of course to know Mui Mui is well. Bad because she realised, perhaps, all Mui Mui wanted was Mama to think about her.

Mama had been so loaded with work and having to take care of my needs that thinking of Mui Mui was almost close to rare. Unlike when she was having me. I was always and constantly on her mind since conception. She talked to me (most of the time in her head while travelling, shopping, waiting for someone....) She felt guilty for giving Mui Mui so less a time, even if it was just to "think" about her.

So Mama said a little prayer to God for Mui Mui that she will not feel unwanted, left out and rejected. Mama always tells people that "This one is a compromised one" because Papa wanted 3 kids, and Mama, just one. But this lesson taught her to retract her words. No child of God is made by accident or out of a compromise. We are all willed by God to existence (well, even if some parents claimed otherwise). We are wanted and desired by our heavenly Father.

So Mama didn't want Mui Mui to feel dejected and promise to think of her more often from now on. And that includes me! I pray for Mui Mui every night before I sleep, "Dear God....bless...baby...mama stomach (meaning, bless baby in Mama's stomach)"

To Mui Mui: Papa, Mama and I love you! Jesus too! Grow well, strong and healthy!

Oh, and for sure, Dr Henry said all is well with her too after the scan. Thank God!

My day in Childcare

My 2nd week back to school after Bronchitis. I cried miserably. Kept holding onto Ms Seng's hand only. Here you can see Natasha trying to ask me "What happened"? I replied with a cry, "Mummy!"
Strange, I usually call "Mama", but in school I cried for, "Mummy!" I think it's better because if I say "Mama" no one knows who I am looking for. Mama thinks it's a smart way of crisis-coping strategy! Ahahahahaha....But she still came over when I was about to go home and corrected me. She loves me to call her "Mama" instead.
Still crying. I would cry for Ms Seng's attention, especially if another kid has gotten hers! And only I could hold her hand or go near her. If not, I would nudge the kid to go away! Possessive leh!

At Water Play time. Mama took pics from kitchen so I won't see her. She was like a PI!
See I only stood near my ever patient Ms Seng!

Then my supervisor, Ms Karen helped Mama to go out and take these pics.

Finally, a little smile on my face.

I refused to wear apron for water play.

Still holding her hand.

Back in class. Mama, the PI, took from another class. She caught me imitating teacher, like giving orders to children with an index finger pointing before this shot. While I was doing that at the other side, Ms Seng called for me and I went back to sit down.

Tunnel time! I was happy.

We were all waiting for our turns.

Ms Seng told Isabel to keep the bin's lid. But I took it instead and showed it to her. She told me to give it back to Isabel because it was Isabel that took it out. But I just wanted Ms Seng to look at the lid. Hehehehehe....

I still insisted....she also insisted it must be Isabel who should keep and told me to pass to her.

Even Qu Lao Shi said likewise.

Ms Seng: "Evangelia, give to Isabel to keep." And so she did. But don't know why after a few seconds, I went to push Isabel. Good thing she was strong and didn't fall.

Ms Karen caught me in the act and corrected me. See my guilt-hiding face?! Pretending nothing happened. When I got home, Papa and Mama remembered to correct me further too. :(

But Isabel was so nice. She still shook my hand, but I was busy squeezing my ears! My bad habit when I am tired or when I am idling.

Ms Seng walked away and I cried for her!!

Ms Karen brought me to wash hands before lunch.

At dining area. Eating fried Bee Tai Mak. But I didn't finish, only drank up the soup.

Feeding myself.

First time eating honeydew! Not bad, I ate 3/4 of it. Then said to Mama, "Throw away!" Think I develop a bad habit of throwing food away if I don't want it anymore because that's what teachers do to me! I have to be rushed home. Hmmm....mama said grace period is over soon...oh no....

Then Nai Nai came to fetch me! My grams had gone to Shanghai for mission trip for about 9 days already. And she came to fetch me the very day they touched down. I think she missed me alot. hehehehe...called Papa early in the morning the moment they reached home too, but I was still soundly asleep. My doting grams, what can I say?! :)

"Big Picnic"--Qing Ming

Going to Shao Mu--"cemetery visiting and cleaning" is termed "Big Picnic" by Mama, Gu Poh Colleen and Bu Gu Poh Becca. It was a day when a huge coach would be chartered to ferry all the big gang of relatives to the various cemetery locations. Can be somewhere between 25 to 30 people. Imagine the noise polluted by the number of people, mostly women.

They loved to sit at the back, or at least where the food were! There would always be egg cakes, kuehs, roasted pig, soft drinks and many more! Just like a picnic. They ate and ate, from tomb to tomb. Therefore the term, "Big Picnic."

But since many had grown up; some married to overseas, some with little kid like me so not very convenient to lug along, some went on their own separate day and some who had gone to a "better place", the bus is not as packed. But the spirit of knowing our roots and remembering those who had left us first remains, thanks to the faithful and loyal few who insist that this "family tradition" must go on.

So Mama packed me along with Papa, and went with them, but this time, we drove because we went from church and it was my nap time. Mama missed the noise-merry making time in the coach and cracking silly jokes about those pre-believing relatives who burnt Gucci and LV bags for her grandma and grand aunties! There was one year, 10th great grandaunt burnt a mobile phone for her 6th sister. And one nephew teased, saying she might get calls from her sister soon since she gave her a mobile phone! Hahahahaha.....10th great grandaunt was very disturbed after that for some time.

Then Mama thought, maybe they should burnt notebook or computer too, then can email, do blogging about hades and even go on facebook! Hahahaha....
Papa borrowed Yeye's car. Need to warm up his engine since my grams went China for a week already and also can load more things.

Simply love to wear caps!

My "Mystery" hand sign I learnt from High Five.

Then I was hungry and went Jurong Point for my dinner. I love spaghetti!

Now I am using more of my right hand already. Let's see if I am a righter or lefter soon.