Morning sickness?

Mummy and 3/4 of the kids are down with the stomach flu. Feels like morning sickness all over again! The nausea and gas, right down to the bitter taste in the mouth!

*yech...*

Don't know how I ever survived morning sickness (mostly lying on the sofa at the back of the shop)! That's the part I hate most about pregnancies.

Poor sidekick has been mopping up endless pools of vomit the whole day yesterday. Kids are better today, mummy still a bit green-like...

Will write more when the walls stop moving...

Latest loot

Wheee! My latest loot arrived by mail!! Happy happy!



I got me some food markers! Yay, yay... now my fondant model faces won't look so 'cacat'.

Then we have Wilton colours which are so concentrated they don't thin your icing (no, unfortunately I'm not getting paid to endorse Wilton products.... darn).

And finally, a 9" angled spatula. I could only find giant ones at the bakery goods shops here and those are really not suited to decorating teensy wincy cuppie cakes!

*bliss*

Next, I'm looking forward to getting my book, 'A Diver's Guide to Reef Life' from Amazon.com. I hope this is not turning into some kind of addiction. I'll worry about that tomorrow. Right now, let me enjoy my high...

Drug pusher

It is 8:30am and I am already at the shop as we are short-staffed today.

*sigh*


All the kids went for a lantern party last night and daddy also finally came home from Bintulu. Therefore, everyone went to bed rather late.

About last night:
Kid no.1 had a nose bleed.
Kid no.2 wet her bed.
Kid no.3 ran a mild fever.
Kid no.4 woke up for milk 3 times (as usual) and then decided he had had enough sleep at 5:30am!

I am therefore present with bloodshot eyes and must warn you that I get wonky when I go without my minimum requirement of 8 hours sleep.

Now, this is not a very good situation in my line of work.



Let's imagine I'm pushing a packet of pills towards a customer:

Me: Take these... These are gooooood...
*nods earnestly with bloodshot eyes and slightly-crazed grin*

Customer: Uh huh... erm... okay...
*nervous chuckle*
You know what? I think I'm actually feeling better already. So, uh, maybe I'll just, uh, mosey on home and take some vitamin C? Yeah, thanks anyway. Bye.
*quickly shuffles out the door*



Yup, not good for business at all...

Black eyed peas

My eight year old daughter is singing "Boom Boom Pow" by the Black Eyed Peas.

Should I be worried?

Hmmmm...




Well I guess they're not too bad. Could be much worse... like:




...this 'guy'! Ugh...
*shivers*

I guess compared to weirdo here, Black Eyed Peas are like Sunday school teachers! But I'ld still prefer it if she kept to Miley Cyrus for the meantime.

Even Eva, who's only 3 years, old keeps asking for the "Good night song"! It seems BEP's songs are so catchy, they appeal to all ages! So, anyone out there have a grandma who's into the Black Eyed Peas?

First child syndrome

The other day, a friend of mine was chiding herself for being a bad mum on her FB status. One of her friends suggested that she have herself another kid, then she wouldn't have the time to bother about being the perfect mum!

I was pondering on this statement, and as a mother of 4, I shall attest to the truth in it!

Have you ever noticed that first born children are usually a little bit more 'straight' than their later born siblings? This is because first born children have First Time Parents (FTPs).

Now, FTPs are new to the scene and are super idealistic. They want to be perfect parents and are eager to create the perfect child prodigy. They will turn their worlds upside down to ensure Junior has the best nurturing, the best milk powder, the best pre-preschool, the best toys, heck, even the best nappies and potties to poop in! FTPs harbour secret dreams of Junior becoming the next Yo-Yo Ma, Einstein or Ian Thorpe, or even better, all three rolled into one! (Yes, we were all there before.. don't deny it...)

I of course was an FTP myself. Way back then, when my No.1 did something wrong, I sat down with her patiently and we discussed what she did wrong. Then I would explain to her why she should not do it again and maybe even tell her an Aesop's Fable or two. Then I would hug and kiss the remorse away from her poor little sad face... sweet...




Then I had kid No.2 and things went more or less like this:

Kid No.1: Mum!! Claire hit me!!

Mum: Claire, you cannot hit jiejie. That is wrong. God teach us to love one another. Do you love your sister?

Claire: *sniff sniff* *nods*

Mum: Promise not to hit your sister again okay?

Claire: *sniff sniff* *nods*

Mum: Good girl. *hug*




Then along came kid No.3:

Kid No.2: Mummy!! Eva bite my stomach!!

Mum: Eva, cannot do that. Say sorry to jiejie.

Eva: Sorry Claire Ng Bum Bum *skips away happily*

Kid No.2: Mummy!! Eva call me Claire Ng Bum Bum!!

Mum: *pretends not to hear*




And then I had 4 kids:

Altogether now (kids 1 to 3): Mummy!! Solomon snatch my doll!! Mummy!! Solomon pull my hair!! Mummy!! Solomon bite my foot!!

Mum: Solomon! Naughty boy!

*gives compulsory stern look*

Now you all go away, mummy got a lot of work to do...

*continues playing Pet Society*




(Boy am I glad I'm no.5 in my family! heheheh...)

Solomon the stud

Yo, yo, yo homies! Ya think these shades gonna score me some chicks?

Kids drop-off

Last weekend, we went to Mommy's favourite place again. The children's 'art station' at The Spring.






I discovered an even better activity; painting clay figurines. It's 'even better' because the kids take longer to paint, compared to sand art. Moreover, after painting, they have to wait for the paint to dry! So, we're talking about say, 1 hour of no-kids-in-your-hair-time!! Is that great or what?



Now if I could, I would love to make some suggestions to the proprietor of this fabulous place:

1. cage up the area to keep kids from wandering off.

2. hire a couple of babysitters to mind the kids for longer durations.

3. allow parents to drop kids off and tag the kids with numbers then give correspondingly numbered tickets to corresponding parents.

4. charge RM20 to mind said kid for the length of a movie.

5. parents claim kids using given tickets (like the baggage counter at supermarkets)!

6. everybody is happy!!

I would most definitely use this service...

see Daddy 'goyang kaki' at Coffee Bean 10 feet away...
(the new cinema is also very enticingly only 10 feet away in the other direction)

Diaper cake

Sis no.3 ordered a cake today. This cake is quite different from the other cakes which I tend to make, mainly due to the fact that this one is not edible!




This is a baby diaper cake which she wanted as a gift for a friend who had just given birth. Obviously is was a girl, hence the 'pink'ness...



Pretty cute eh?

Farnee...

Here's a funny email sent by Sis no.3:


Life only boils down to 1 question:


Should I have a dog...




or kids??



Tough one...

Cute accident?!

Cute accident. These two words shouldn't go together right? But yesterday, that was exactly what I saw, a cute accident!

Have you ever seen one of these cars on the road? It's a two-seater called Smart right? It's so tiny and adorable, it looks like a rechargeable toy car!

Anyway, yesterday, while I was sending Annie and Amanda for Kumon class, we saw an overturned Smart. And when I say overturned, I mean it was totally upside down, resting on it's roof (think; turtle on it's back with legs flailing in the air)!

I guess since it had just started raining, the road was real slippery. It also must have been a self accident, as there were no other dented cars in sight! Moreover, the little car landed neatly by the side of the road in such a way that if it wasn't upside down, you would have thought it was deliberately parked by the roadside!

All in all, if it wasn't so tragic, it would've been a seriously hilarious sight! I was torn between pity and mirth! (no, there were no casualties)

I wanted to take a photo on the way back, but just as I was about to snap, a man (yes, only one man, I think) pushed it so that it tipped and landed on it's side with a metallic crash. So, all I got was the Smart ass :)


So, for your viewing pleasure, I shall attempt to recreate the 'overturned tortoise' accident scene:


(drumroll...)

Hehehe.... see what I mean?