Be Grateful

There were those I-just-can't-handle-all-these days and there were those I-am-so-grateful-and-thankful-I-have-these-two-beautiful-kids days. I try to choose the latter looking at photos of my kids. I swear somedays get so bad, I feel like I am sinking into a downward spiral of self destruction. Yikes! Still learning to be grateful each and everyday.

The week started with Monday bringing Scarlett to our Chinese doctor and getting her "CM" (supposedly Chinese Medication but we don't really want to call it medication because Scarlett is not sick) to regulate eczema. 

On Tuesday, we went to a shopping mall called MOKO to shop for baby clothes for Allan's nephews in States. It was quite fun shopping for baby clothing for people. You get to splurge and price doesn't seem to be a problem. Not on our own kids, but on others. During lunch, I was holding Chester with one arm, while spooning that yummy chicken rice from food court frantically with my other arm, fighting for as many bites as I can before I have to stop Chester from doing something dangerous or dirty on the table. Boy, I was terribly homesick this whole summer holiday. Miserably homesick. That chicken rice tasted so good even though I know in reality, I've had better. We managed to spend quite a few hours in the mall without Chester going through awful meltdown whereby we had to throw our towels and leave the place. The kids get to play a little while at the playground outside the mall. It was enjoyable.

Today, we brought Scarlett to the dentist to get her "shark tooth" extracted. Her baby canine got stuck and refused to come out, hiding behind the permanent canine. We need to get that bugger out. She was really scared. 

I wondered what happened to my kids lately. There seem to be a cloud of regression going on in the house. Scarlett was brave and would either pull those milk teeth out by herself or go to the dentist to get them extracted without fear. Today, it was different. She cried. She panicked. It took me awhile to convince her. She did it finally. 

As for Chester, he is going through stranger anxiety phase totally. He was playing happily with his sister, running about in the mall until a little girl of his age came up to him and blabbered something and he snapped. Oh boy. I have registered him for church playgroup in September, hopefully, this habit of going to a place regularly, seeing the same bunch of people for 12 weeks can help ease that out. Also, hopefully, we get a place since it is not guaranteed yet till they confirmed with me and I make a payment. 

So, lately, Chester is interested in cooking. If Chez can cook, so can you. I really need to get some sleep now. The reason for lack of posts lately is because I choose my bed instead of my laptop. Expect random posts every now and then. I am fighting for 8 hours sleep every night now. Good night and sweet dreams world!

First, I think of what to cook

Then I start to cook

With a bit of seasoning from the dead skin of my baby foot

I present to you my foot food