A Little Update

I have been wanting to update my blog but guess what have I been up to lately using my "blog time"? 

I have been GAMING. Something I don't normally do. My daughter got me hooked on this Sumikko Gurashi puzzling game and I have been spending my evenings playing with it. I have decided to take a break from gaming tonight and do some updates. 

Today is the last day of Scarlett's test and even when she was having her test since last Thursday, I still let her go to playground to hang out with her brother after she finishes her revision. School during test and exam periods are extremely short and she gets home by 11am. We have plenty of time to kill. Chester is probably the happiest person as he gets to play with his sister more when she wasn't revising. 

On Sunday, after hanging out at the playground, we made a trip to the supermarket opposite to do some grocery shopping. I had to lure Chester away from the playground by promising him ice-cream. So we got a cup of ice-cream for them and they sat outside the supermarket while Allan and I did our weekly grocery shopping. Tantrums are a little more manageable now that we can communicate a little more with Chester and plan ahead.

A blur shot as I have to do it quick before they noticed me

Cooking at home on the other hand gets harder because nosy baby koala Chester will always want to cling on to my hip bone whenever I cook. He is getting heavier and my back hurt a lot lately too. But every time when I turn on the stove, he will run straight to the kitchen, it's like he has eyes in the kitchen. There is no way to stop him.

Tweening daughter has weird habits as well. She wears hoodie a lot to cover her head from mosquitoes and also if I made her shower before heading out for family dinner, she will wear a hoodie to cover her hair fearing that her hair will get dirty again outside. Such a germaphobe! She is freaking out as the weather is warming up (more mosquitoes) and she has already gotten four mosquito bites on her legs even though she wore pants.

This morning, I brought Chester down for his stroll and he met our elderly neighbour. He pulled me to this abandoned tangerine plant and grunted, wanting me to pluck a tangerine for him as his tried and failed. I don't like to encourage my kids to pluck any plants but this plant has been abandoned for so long and there are two of them, whatever, I thought to myself. I told him I will only give one to him and that will be it. He took that tiny tangerine, walked to our elderly neighbour, who was doing her exercise, and gave it to her. That was one of the sweetest thing I have ever seen him do other than planting kisses on us or hugging his sister randomly.

Somedays my son makes me believe that he is the most horrible kid in the world and because he is my son, I will still love him. We just need to teach him to be less horrible slowly but surely. And when he goes out and do something like this sweet, my heart just melts. He is not that horrible afterall. He may have stranger anxiety but the good thing is, he has pretty good memory of people he meets a few times and makes connection with. It's comforting.

We wanted to get the kids some new joggers and leggings as they have outgrown theirs. After Chester woke up from his nap and had his late lunch, we drove to Elements. Sadly, the H&M there seems to be closing down as there are very little clothing left for us to pick. Had to make another trip another day. BUT I got my first buy of the year (hopefully my last)! A much needed dungarees for Summer to be comfortable and cute in. 

There were only size 34 and 40 left and no in betweens. I tried both and decided on 40 as it is more comfortable. I remembered telling myself to pick size 40 but ended up getting 34. That is what lack of quality sleep does to your brain. I am glad it is just the wrong size I got. There were days I forgot to turn off the stove, picked the wrong mode on our microwave oven burning the toast and metal rack, get dates mixed up, so on and so forth. Today, it was just the wrong size of the dungarees I picked. Size 34 doesn't seem so bad. The tag is still on and I have a night to sleep on and decide if I want to change it tomorrow.

As for my son, he has learnt the art of shopping. Start them young.

My daughter is eleven and still wants me to tuck her to bed every night. Instead of bedtime stories, she gets to ask me questions and I will always answer them. Tonight, she asked me a really good question.

Scarlett: Mama, is being a mom tough?

Me: Yeah. But there are good days and bad days. Knowing the hard part and still choosing to be a mom, that mom will be able to manage the hard days. Do not have any fantasies about being a mother unless you are ready for the challenges and hardship. 

I don't like to sugar coat life to my kids. Scarlett has expressed her feelings about not wanting kids in the future because she saw how hard I struggled at home. I agree with her. If I were to tell her being a mom is easy, that will be such a big fat lie. It is better she not have children if she is irresponsible for them. 

Me: Somedays, I wish to stuff you and Chester back into my ovaries as eggs. Somedays I look at the two of you, finding myself grinning like an idiot. (Scarlett laughed)

Scarlett: Chester should be a sperm.

We both laughed.

His sperms and my eggs officially made it on earth. We always call them both "The Winners"