Category Archives: Parenting musing

Funnies about being a parent, or just funnies…

It’s between a ‘g’ and a ‘k’

Originally posted 2008-02-05 10:44:27.

This was how I was teaching an Adelaide-based Canadian friend, on how to pronounce the greeting of the season.

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Happy Chinese New Year, dear readers!

Our’s will be, as usual, fun-filled with boisterous family members of three generations, all gathered at my parents’ place (my father being the eldest in his family), all turning up in new clothes to usher in the new year, ang pow’s being given out, food aplenty, tidbits everywhere, sounds of distant lion-dance-troupe drums banging.

Recent years, of course, have been a little different for obvious reasons. This year again will be yet more different with the addition of grandchild #15 (on my parents’ count), whom is also 1 month-old on the first day of Chinese New Year.

If you can tear yourself away from the fun-fill festivity to leave a comment here, How do you celebrate your Chinese New Year?

Concert and Graduation!

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Originally posted 2010-10-27 22:13:14. How time flies. Blink (of) an eye, as the Chinese saying goes, and it has already been 3 years since Caitlin started pre-school. And as with tradition with her school, the annual concert is also the … Continue reading

What I can do at 3+ months

Originally posted 2008-04-21 12:15:34.

Hey, what’s this thing I can see before me? 4 on this side, 4 on this other side, and a shorter one each on both sides…?

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HALLOWEEN!

Originally posted 2009-11-01 18:00:12. Last night was Caitlin’s real experience of Halloween; well, for this Daddee too, actually. Last year’s Halloween in particular (because I can’t remember if 2007′s Halloween left any impression on this then-just under 4 years old), … Continue reading

Random fun bits of me…

Originally posted 2008-08-07 13:27:20.

I was tagged with this one, by Hissychick.

Here are the rules …
1. Link to the person who “tagged” you.
2. Post the rules on your blog.
3. Write six random things about yourself.
4. Tag six people at the end of your post.
5. Let each person know that they have been tagged by leaving a comment on their blog.
6. Let the tagger know your entry is up.

1. My Chinese name actually means “healthy” and “wisdom”, in the respective 2 calligraphy characters following my surname. My mum gave us all our names, including her grand kids (my kids included). Mum’s Chinese, great command of she has.

2. I have Osgood Schlatters disease on my left knee. Had it around puberty, I reckon, when I fell on that knee. It was a great and legit excuse to get out of playing rugby in Australian high school. Yeah? Who you calling a wimp?? Had it fixed since though, mine was a little abnormal in that there was a floatie bit of bone left behind. Cut, took it out, stitched when I was about 17. My older sister also had it when she was doing high jump in high school. Her’s healed by itself (which is usually the case). We now have a small bump at the front of our tibia bones.

3. At this point in time / in my home-related life, I leech off someone else’s unsecured wifi within the condo building. I shouldn’t complain, but bloody hell the connection is slow.

4. Whenever I get the chance (when Hot Mummee isn’t hogging the tv with her anime and when the kids are asleep) I surf these channels, roughly in this order: Discovery channel, Nat Geo, that other Discovery channel (“DSCI”), Animal Planet, Criminal Investigation, HBO, Cinemax, Star Movies, AXN, Star World, CNN. I put down the remote when I find (but not exhaustively): CSI, CSI NY, good movies, movies with babes, those blooper shows of sports disasters, etc. I would definitely skip CSI Miami- there aren’t that many shows where majority of the main characters annoy me this much.

5. At this point in my life, I have been to Singapore, Sydney, Melbourne, Brisbane, Adelaide, Gold Coast, Brunei, Bangkok, Paris, Nice, Monaco, London, Mumbai, Istanbul. In that order.

6. I attract mosquitoes. Between Hot Mummee and I, the mozzies would head straight for me. ‘Cos I smell better, that animal magnetism in me. ‘Cos I taste better, that chicken soup essence of me that runs through my veins. What can I say?

Now over to these fellow bloggers:

Derek
Lia
Ninuk
BusyDad
Lynn
Midnite Lily

Sharing a good laugh

Originally posted 2009-07-30 15:57:19.

Caitlin said something the other night and we shared a good laugh.

I mean a good laugh, you know the type that makes you laugh heartily, not the I am only entertaining or humoring you laugh.

It was in the evening, after dinner but before bedtime- I can still see it in my head. I was seated across her, she was in her blue short sleeved jammies, somewhat looking up at me, from her schoolbook homework; pretty sure she had a pencil in her hand.

She said the punchline. I found it really funny, and laughed longer and harder than usual.

She wasn’t conscious of herself like I thought she would, now that I think about it in retrospect. In the past she’d get somewhat self-conscious and demanded “Why you funny at me??” to which I often try to explain to her the difference between laughing at you, and laughing with you. I think she got this idea from possibly being teased at school, but not something or at a level that we should be concerned about.

So she laughed along. I think it was initially because she too thought it was a funny punchline, not going the “Why you funny at me” path; and then I think she kinda realised that Daddee was enjoying the joke, and joined in the hearty laugh.

I can still see it: In her blue jammies, the all teeth squinty eyed giggly hee-hee and occasionally mouth agape haha laugh.

Don’t ask me what it was that made us both laugh. I honestly cannot remember! The next morning I asked her, in the car on the way to school, and she too cannot remember!

But it was something else for me. It signaled that she is growing, that it wasn’t just simple things that made her laugh anymore; no, indeed it wasn’t what made her laugh but what she had said that made me laugh like I did.

Who’re you gonna call, first?

Originally posted 2008-09-28 21:26:52. “Daddee…. DADDee…. DADDEE….” No, no; “Mummee…. MUMMee…. MUMMEE…..” No, no; “Jie jie…. JIE JIE!” (Yes, even Caitlin now understands the prestige that comes with this!)