Like Frida

This is a picture of what Little Miss drew on her brother:

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A-and this is a pic of one of Frida Kahlo’s self portraits:

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(The dog wants to be in on the action, yet she’s never liked having her picture taken)

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Yes, as a matter of fact, that happens to be permanent marker. He was like that for a day, went to sleep like that (because he doesn’t care), finally next morning it bothered me enough to try and scrub it off with nail polish remover and lots of baby massage oil. Because it was Rockstar’s yellow-green belt taekwondo grading this evening and somehow I thought it would be more respectful not to show up with deliberate unibrow. I mean, I remember teammates being kicked out of the exam hall for walking in without their belts properly tied and all.

Though I really don’t know what the rules are for taking your grading with marker on your face…

Us Dropping Rockstar Off For Grading

Us Dropping Rockstar Off For Grading

ps: pic credit of Frida Kahlo’s self portrait with necklace from arthistory.about.com.

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Not To Be Outdone, This Friday…

1) Well of course this is my lead. I love Jon Bon Jovi. Almost died when he featured on West Wing in an actual speaking part about issues. I love – ok, he’s a little young for me but my mum still loves Princess Diana and follows news on the Royals a lot so I buy the supermarket tabloids for her as and when………….
http://youtu.be/EJVIgUTgwlw

Seriously though, Princely and Rocking is very hard to pull off.

2) Not to be outdone, POTUS pardons Popcorn the turkey, this Thanksgiving. Actually, Daily Beast has a pretty awesome collection of Presidents pardoning turkeys. When I watched the West Wing version I was all Only In America I Need To Watch That Episode Again (turkey pardoning btw apparently goes back 150 years). And here they have a whole collection. 

pic from NYdailynews.com

pic from NYdailynews.com

3) (Not that he didn’t already take part in Make A Wish Foundations 11,000 volunteer-strong effort that includes authentic-looking news telecasts etc, to make Miles Scott’s wish come true when he cheered on Batkid for saving Gotham.. I know I mentioned last week already but that was before I saw the summary Youtubes…)

http://youtu.be/-uu2zpn82WI

Though…. the (real, btw) police chief in his appeal to Batman “and bring <wink> Batkid” looked like he was really having the most fun 😀 It says in the video they telecast that so Batkid could watch from his hotel room tv before answering the chief of police’s plea.

4) Not to be outdone, this is Scout, who balances anything on his head.

At least.... they TELL us, it's Scout...

At least…. they TELL us, it’s Scout…

Really, balance anything on his head?

Really, balance anything on his head?

Um yeah, pretty much. Why d'you ask?

Um yeah, pretty much. Why d’you ask?

4) I felt like because it was Thanksgiving weekend I should have some Thanksgiving-y link. <sheepish> I then couldn’t agree with everything on the lists I found, so I’m settling for this pic of how many planes are in the air for this event, which I got from here.

A lotta planes.

A lotta planes.

5) This gets my vote though – Pope Francis seats a boy who refuses to leave the stage on his chair before resuming the speech he interrupted:

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There’s a lot more; read Buzzfeed’s whole story here.

I loved how they ended the story:

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Luke 18:16: “Let the children come to me and do not prevent them; for the kingdom of God belongs to such as these.”

6) Yet not to be outdone, Little Miss helps out with the final touches to Rockstar’s school Christmas Show costume. Because……. the plastic “armor” I got was a little too big and the straps kept falling off Rockstar’s shoulders, so I eventually velcro-ed baby toy ties together as straps to keep the armor on when he’s moving about.

Obsessive compulsive color-coded velcro at its best, and a post-it to remind Rockstar how to put it on.

Obsessive compulsive color-coded velcro at its best, and a post-it to remind Rockstar which goes on first.

(Oh yeah, that patch of gold is covering the curled-in wire ends)

(Oh yeah, that patch of gold is covering these curled-in wire ends)

And that wire is there because Rockstar insisted on adding that little sword "as decoration" after I finished taping on the paper cross and heart to the front of his armor

And that wire in the previous pic is there because Rockstar insisted on adding that little sword “as decoration” after I finished taping on the paper cross and heart to the front of his armor

But here we go, Little Miss test-driving Rockstar’s custom-made armor-and-wing straps to make sure it doesn’t fall off little shoulders (when the wings are velcro-ed open, to the baby toy tie straps keeping his armor up)

"Sure, I'll test drive it..."

“Sure, I’ll test drive it… Oh, and I give relationship advice, too”

"God's army, yeah!"

“God’s army, yeah!”

"Really, it doesn't come off? Let's see, if one of Ko-ko's friends pulls at it"

“Really. You really think it doesn’t come off? Let’s see, if one of Ko-ko’s friends pulls at it” <scratches at paper cross and heart I made from scratch and smothered in clear, very strong, sticky masking tape>

"Run around, turn right..."

“Run around, turn right…”

"Turn left.... And it's a good weekend!"

“Turn left…. And it’s a good weekend!”

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Yet Another 30-seconds-of-my-life-I’m-not-getting-back Conversation

Rockstar and I enter the lift after taekwondo one day…

Local mum: (In Cantonese, eyeing Rockstars taekwondo tunic sans belt) What belt is he?

Me: (In English and Cantonese) Yellow.

Local mum’s son: (In English) Huh! I’m green-blue already!
Local mum laughs sheepishly and exits lift with kid, without saying anything further. Subsequently I bump into her several times while chasing after Little Miss and she is equally sheepish and politely so, and so I figure Ok, They Really Don’t Mean To Be Rude, Kids’ll Say Anything Right?

One day we’re in the lift again… Rockstar’s not with me, thank God, especially since her boy is.

Me: (thinking: Donotrespondinkind,AileenDonotrespondinkind,Aileen) Hi.

We exchange niceties, and then…

Other Mum: Oh you’re Malaysian. I thought you were Japanese. What nationality is your husband?

Me: Malaysian too, but he can pass for native, his Cantonese is that much better than mine. Neither of us can read any chinese though.

Other Mum: I see, I see…. Your son doesn’t look like you…. But I’ve seen your daughter, your daughter does….

pause

Me: So… how old’s your boy? (Figuring ok, I can ask direct questions too… I’m curious because he’s almost the same height as Rockstar, maybe just an inch taller, and Rockstar is in the lowest 1-2 percentile for height, of boys his age, which makes me automatically assume her boy is at least a year younger. Yet he is apparently a green-blue belt. To get to Green-blue he would’ve been tested on at least 3 Taegeuk patterns of 16 steps or more each, which is of course unusual for a not quite-5 year old. Rockstar’s good friend who is 6+ is a green belt (one step below green-blue) and she’s already the most senior of their friends….. which Rockstar tells me the boys find pretty cool, I might add… In other words, Green-blue for a not-quite-5 yr old is pretty high…)

Other Mum: 5 and a half.

(Which is still high btw, is that why she asked us what belt Rockstar was the moment we got on??!)

Other Mum: Yours?

Me: Not yet 6… His birthday’s around Christmas.

Other Mum: OMG he’s not 3???

When I blink she adds “Well ok, at the most 4, but really I would have thought 3+…..”

Sigh. Mental note: Do NOT get on the lift with them especially if Rockstar’s with me. I might not be able to keep from having a Solar System or Evolution/ Extinction discussion with my 3 year old.

“Oh, you mean your 3 year old doesn’t discuss Evolution vs Creationism with you?”

Some conversations (and the motives behind them) are really best avoided….

Going up?

Going up?

 

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The Making Of Rockstar’s Archangel Michael

So Rockstar initially named the angel Gabriel, who tells Mary about the Birth of Jesus, but then we realized (yes, together – shame on me) that it is actually the archangel Michael, who is depicted with sword and armor. (Honestly, I think he’s more Gabriel, but he wants a sword and it’s doable and I love him, what else am I gonna do? I wonder if Texans think this with their guns :))

Rockstar disappears up his Lego Headquarters Loft and returns with two curved ninja katana, but they are…… too ninja katana-looking.

And then this happened. Of course.

And then this happened. Of course.

I couldn’t get the katana away from her when it was time for a bath. So katana went with.

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Um… This might not bode well for future boyfriends?

And just as well there are no Ninja Turtles in the Christmas story. Because then there would be Ninja Turtles welcoming the birth of the King. Rockstar would see to that. But back to Michael. There’s a sword. Rockstar should really be content with that.

First attempt - Rockstar trying everything on for size - but stuff keeps falling off easily

First attempt – Rockstar trying everything on for size as he goes about the day – but stuff keeps falling off

And so on an excursion to Toys Club over the weekend, we come away with a medieval long sword (which I secretly think is almost as long as Rockstar 😀 I asked him if he could walk with the thing attached to him and he insisted he could) for HKD 28, a medieval armor breastplate, short sword and axe for HKD 80, angel wings and halo HKD 70 and two baby toy ties for HKD 39 from Bumps to Babes to tie the stuff together so it doesn’t all fall off Rockstar when he moves about.

Obviously, I hope to reuse these...

Obviously, I hope to reuse these…

In fact, also these.

In fact, also these.

Little Miss gets very jealous of the wings. “Buhrd! Bihrd! Bihrd!!!” There….. might be a little hope yet?

And so.......

And so, after her bath…….

A thing about Books and Covers comes to mind. Hee hee hee.

A thing about Books and Covers comes to mind. Hee hee.

Rockstar is nonplussed. “She can have them, after I finish the show<shrugs>”

He eyes the halo with trepidation and refuses to wear it because of the hairband.

So we’d have been almost done, except……. then I thought I should at least read through the specific Bible verses about Archangel Michael (calling myself “Christian” and all – figured at the very least I should be making sure I don’t commit some jarring sartorial faux pas). And this is when I find:

Revelation 12:7 – And there was war in heaven: Michael and his angels fought against the dragon; and the dragon fought and his angels,

Rockstar has a big fat dragon on his chest plate. Since I now know, I probably shouldn’t send Rockstar up there as Michael-who-fought-the-dragon, wearing a dragon chest plate.

(<sheepish> I forgot that I have almost never touched on Revelations except to listen to it on tape couple years ago. I mean, I tried about a decade ago when I first became Christian, had been advised to start on the Gospels, and now realize much later that in pretty much all the Bible studies I’ve been in since, they weren’t doing Revelations.)

Damn, it’s a big freaking golden dragon right smack on his chest plate and it’s pretty. So I unscrewed it and gave it to Little Miss.

Now I have to figure out what to do about it....

Now I have to figure out what to do about this….

...Though no one else seems to mind.

…Though no one else seems to mind.

 

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Little Miss Does Her Best Warrior Princess

‘Twas the night before Christmas, and all through the house,

Not a creature was stirring, not even Xena the Warrior Princess who has fallen asleep with her Ko-ko’s short sword.

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ps: Yes dears, our mum friends have got us all excited with all the upcoming dress-up (Rockstar also has a Story Book Day dress up coming up) so we’ve been shopping for props for Rockstar’s Christmas show outfit (we’re recycling what we can of Halloween outfits for Story Book Day but Rockstar has friends whose mums will try to find new costumes for those as well…

Rockstar wanted to be “God’s helper with sword.” Little Miss got the sword (and an axe <sheepish>) out of one of the packages I got for his dressup… no prizes for guessing what I’m trying to come up with now, stay tuned……)

 

 

 

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Don’t Waste Your Saturday

**Updated 30 Nov 2013

1) This one’s for Wendy: 

My former secondary schoolmate’s wake was Friday before last. I didn’t know her well, but I remember seeing her around in our school hallways – short hair, fair skin, glasses, very sunny smile. She was my (then) best friend’s classmate, which is how I heard… Cancer is a terrible, terrible sickness; I lost several grandparents, an aunt and a much respected mentor and friend. My aunt left behind a husband and two kids; my then mentor had by then battled cancer at least 5 times since his early 30s, choosing to remain single because of it.

John Piper wrote the book Don’t Waste Your Cancer, our pastors have given sermons about not “wasting” your bad circumstances, using them to become better people. Here’s to trying not to waste others’ as well:    

The beautiful reason this not-yet 5 year old did not cut his hair for 5 years. (So he could donate it to a charity making wigs for cancer patients.)

pic from thedailybeast.com

pic from huffingtonpost.com

(In case you are wondering, Rockstar now knows what cancer is because of article above.)

While on the subject of kids being taught to help others, Rockstar came home telling me they talked about the devastation caused by Typhoon Haiyan and how they could contribute; the more culinarily-inclined mums (obviously this would not be me :D) had a special bake sale for the kids and the school donation drive with each year doing different sponsored activities (for e.g. Rockstar’s Year Band did a Hopathon) raised around HKD 190,000, nearly double their original target and is still ongoing…)

** Update: One week later that figure is now HKD 328,488 and still climbing…

2) In contrast: If You Don’t Have A Consultant For Your Nanny Your Child Will Never Succeed. YES this is an actual title for an article. I’m filing it next to How To Avoid Being Abducted By Aliens For Real Not Meant To Be Funny.

Aside from the obvious “I wonder what nanny consult Boy Who’s Growing His Hair Out To Donate To Cancer Patients used,” according to a survey in the article, 84% of parents expect nannies to cook for their children and apparently this translates into some manner of over-achieving Reach For The I-Want-My-Child-To-Develop-A-Global-Palate-Oh-No-Is-That-A-Curry-Deficiency Stars. Because God forbid you fall so far as to microwave pizza. Ok I basically find the article funny in a not funny way because of when I worked long hours and Rockstar was fed only plain white bread torn in chunks by our then-helper who coined the lovely phrase “He no eat so I no cook” when we eventually caught her. Think Ok, This Is Kind Of Funny But I Also Feel Bad There Are All These Mums Who Put So Much Effort Into What Their Kids Ate And My Son Used To Eat White Bread <hangs head>.

3) Batkid Saves San Francisco. 11,000 volunteers for Make A Wish Foundation make 5 year old Miles Scott’s wish come true. Battling leukemia since he was a year old, he wanted to be Batkid and save the city. The city complied.

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4) The Photography of Kyle Thompson – then-19 year old follows his artistic dream. Some are pretty spooky…

Like this one...

Like this one…

But I liked this one.

But I liked this one.

5) Another amazing photography link: Stunning Portraits Of The World’s Remotest Tribes Before They Pass Away.

Here's one

Here’s one

Here's another

Here’s another

The pictures in the link are very beautiful. Don’t forget to read the reader comments, though – even more thought provoking…

6) This one’s not a link… It’s a picture of an apology letter I had Rockstar write recently to a member of school staff.

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He and a good friend had been having one of their fairly regular bickering fights on the playground (which both mums are aware of btw – we’d agreed to let them sort it out between them). Unfortunately this one must have gotten more spirited than usual because it drew the attention of school staff and when interrupted, Rockstar had not been able to exercise sufficient restraint when speaking to authority.

I hadn’t intended to post this, but when relating the incident some mum friends then later asked me to send them a pic of Rockstar’s letter so they could talk to their kids about it, which is when I asked Rockstar. He said, “Yes (send/post it). So they have an example to follow.”

Obviously he doesn’t mean the part where he made a mistake, he means when he made it right. Because while I really, really would rather he doesn’t make mistakes like this and was quite upset he did this one, there was also a parenting opportunity – a measure of a person is how he bounces back after a mistake. Rockstar was not proud of his mistake, but he is proud of what he considers his best effort at making it right.

Otherwise it’s a waste of a mistake. Thought for the week…..

ps: Rockstar would later tell me that in the heat of the moment he hadn’t even registered he was now speaking to an adult/ authority figure. We’re…. working on it, I promise. His Youtube pledge is real. It’s been several days, he’s not once considered breaking it. Not even on the weekend. And he really loves Youtube, even when utterly exhausted it is a habit he otherwise maintains, if only for a several-minute-fix before he crashes for the night.

pps: After he had “tried (his) best” to deliver his heartfelt apology, Rockstar says he  found Friend He’s Always Bickering With waiting for him outside. “Can you play?” he asked.

Me: So you two just went back to playing together.

 Rockstar: <sheepish> Yeah. So we went to play. Huh…….

Which I thought was just the sweetest thing.

Moved to tears.

Moved to tears. Snort.

….But still, I get in trouble for not posting enough pics of the kids, especially the Miss. Of all my posts, the ones that get the most hits  are pics of Her Highness, very closely followed by the Rockstarisms. (Obviously, no one cares what I have to say :D) 

So Little Miss is unwittingly providing some comic relief this week. These pics are of her “Drama Mama Fake Cry”. She gets mad that Rockstar and I laugh, but really, we think she looks sooooo cute. (Fortunately she’s wayyy not as loud as when she cries for real).

Here's another one.

Here’s another one. Hee Hee,

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Rockstarism #289: Dressing Up As God

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Rockstar’s been excited about his upcoming school Christmas show…

Rockstar: (In between singing various bits of songs)…. And so as one of the narrators I get to choose what I want to dress up as. I want to be a Roman soldier.

Me: Ok…. ok……

Rockstar: …..Or God. Roman soldier or God.

Me: You’re thinking of dressing up in your Year 2 Christmas show as GOD????

Rockstar: <reasonably> Or, a roman soldier. I haven’t decided.

Me: Your choices are between…. a roman soldier and God? What do you think God wears?

Rockstar: Roman soldier, then. Definitely, roman soldier. 

Me: <mildly offended> Oh, and now roman soldiers dress better than God? Why???

Rockstar: They’ve got swords!

Me: You don’t think – no, I’m not having this conversation – wait, yes I am, I want to know – you don’t think God could make swords?

Rockstar: Sure, but He doesn’t carry them. His helpers carry them. Ok, I want to be one of God’s helpers. But not God. God doesn’t carry swords. 

Me: —

Rockstar: <making sword movements> Shhhhhhwing! 

Random pic of Rockstar and balloon "sword"

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Fruit For Thought And Magic Shoes Of Freedom

 

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“Behold, the Magic Fork, which produces a piece of fruit on the end!” 

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“Never fails, the Magic Fork.”

“How does it DO that, one of life’s beautiful, unexplained mysteries of much-loved children (they have someone to put fruit on their forks)” 

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(Anal retentive big brothers come with…… Ah well, can’t have everything in life)

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Also recently… 

Me: (Running after Her Highness, sans Starbucks order I was waiting on) You were right there, two seconds ago. How do you get so far so fast??

Little Miss: <looking down> Shoe.

Nowadays we refer to them as her Magic Shoes of Freedom, because we put them on right before she gets out of the stroller… Since I can’t stand her holding her shoes and dipping into her snack dispenser…. 

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Rockstar Bungee Run (Or, Where There’s A Will, There’s A Way)

We uh, crashed a private event yesterday. I promise we didn’t hog anything, it was just the one turn on this bungee run because earlier in the day we’d been by when they were setting up and Rockstar was practically drooling at the padded walls (:D)

Growf! Lemme atit

Growf!

Most of the signs were in Chinese, and we asked at the information counter of this area, who told us we could go purchase tickets later. This was seconded by a local family passing by Starbucks where we’d been snacking. Never mind why people who have absolutely no clue will still pretend they do, but this a Rockstar Public Service Message:

IF YOU ACTUALLY DON’T KNOW AND THERE IS A KID INVOLVED, SHUT UP.

Karma’s a bitch, you know – someday you’re gonna find yourself with 2 little kids in tow, one of whom is frothing at the mouth to have a go on the Bungee Run, and someone will tell your kid Yes You Can Definitely Play On This Thing. In Fact, It Might Even Be For Free. Wheee!

After those confirmations I simply could not let eager beaver Rockstar down when we eventually got there accompanied by his by now equally excited friend that it was in fact a private company event and we couldn’t purchase tickets for any amount of money.

At the reception counter they appear to have an employee name list, which is bad because I really don’t have Fib Face, so I walk around and find a middle-aged couple, no kids, holding the coveted event cards (with items that get stamped out as you redeem snacks or try out events) and munching popcorn. As in, There Is No Way They’re Going To Use Their Turn On The Bungee Run.

Hi there, you look like you could use a couple kids to help get that stamped for you. Well, it so happens I have two right here. They’re going for umm, 5 bucks each?

(Haha no, no way I can swing a convincing lie, so I literally went up to them and said my kids really, really had their hearts set on the Bungee Run, may we borrow your cards PLEEEEEZ?)

So we’re waiting in a short queue feeling totally awesome. Then the girl ahead of us (who looks to be about 8 or 9) starts crying almost hysterically that she doesn’t. Want. To lose. 

This is when we are ??!! because we thought the game was running at full speed until the bungee rope pulls you off your feet backward. Actually what you’re really supposed to do is, with the elastic rope attached to you, compete against the bungee runner in the next lane for the red square velcro-ed between you two on the barrier.

I start trying to convince Rockstar and Friend to try the bouncing castle instead. N-ope. Nothing. Nice Couple Who Lent Us Their Cards comes up to see if we’re done, eyes the girl sobbing away (but still kind of competing for the prize in between howls) and concludes it’s not our turn yet.

And then Rockstar’s up. Rockstar maybe reaches his opponent’s chest. Seriously ok, she’s either like, 12 or a very tall 10 or 11 year old. I overhear someone who looks to be her mum or aunt say to her “You better not lose to the little kid.” (In fact, when Rockstar’s Friend is up, there’s a much bigger and taller older boy in the other lane and he gets heckled the same. Something like “It would be very embarrassing to lose to that little girl.” Seriously, does it mean something a little different in Cantonese that I’m not getting via clumsy translation?)

Rockstar lunges at the cube prize at a dead run and is yanked back almost completely head-over-heels, giggling all the way. Someone remarks “Wah the Lang Jie (youngster)’s not bad.” His opponent easily claims the prize. That’s when I start distracting Rockstar to just get pulled about on the elastic. There is just no way he ever wins a single turn in a “serious competition” and so I encourage him to just go bouncing about off the walls.

His time is almost up when I ask one of the attendants manning this game, “Could you maybe let him hold that red cube just once before he leaves?” She frowns. “Look, there’s just no way he’s ever going to be able get that.” (Actually it was just ridiculous now I look back, Rockstar’s so-called “opponent” was almost twice his size – it was a size and age difference that was about the same as Rockstar vs Little Miss – no actually wider because there is no way those kids under 10 – and anyway how are people even that serious about Bungee Runs??? What mildly disturbs me is how despite the obvious size and age difference no one suggests to the older children to yield to the younger ones – it’s like a “serious competition” and they are all out to win.)

What must it be like to go to school like that?

“Can’t you let him hold that just once before he leaves?” The attendant shakes her head No. She opens her mouth and begins “But you can’t -” when Rockstar picks up the cube she’s left there and prances about.

And so we ride off into the sunset to Rockstar in the background going, “Don’t I get some kind of prize for that?” 

After Rockstar and Friend politely thank our benefactors for the loan of their cards, of course.

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Rockstarism #288: Citric Acid Breaks Down Calcium Carbonate And Girls Talk A. Lot.

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We recently got to see some of Rockstar’s schoolwork at the parent-teacher meeting, and I took a picture of this one so I could ask him about it… 

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Me: Come, come look at this. Remember this? Remember what you told me about this?

Rockstar: What? Oh yeah. Hee. 

Rockstar had come home very, very excited the day after they performed this experiment, so when we were in the car I read out to him from my phone what was supposed to happen… He of course found great relish in the science words because well he’s weird. Couple weeks later he then mentioned they now had to write down the results of the experiment, which I hadn’t expected and therefore never asked beforehand whether he could spell any of it. And THEN this is what he did ok…

Me: Look at this. You spelled “calcium carbonate” and “citric acid”. That’s why I took the picture – WHY did you tell me you spelled it wrong?

Rockstar: Hmm? What?

Me: You told me you spelled it “K-A-L-S-E-U-M like ‘museum'” when you came back from school that day. And you said “citric acid” was “S-Y-T-R-I-K”. I even have a blog post in my drafts folder that I nearly put up simply because of the crazy spelling! (Except then I hadn’t thought it was that funny so didn’t post it). Why did you tell me you spelled it wrong?

Rockstar: Can’t remember now. Maybe I wanted to surprise you.

 Me: That’s really weird. Did you know you got the spelling correct?

Rockstar: <thinks for awhile> Not really, but I remember I was trying my best. Cos my teacher checks it. <nods convincingly> 

Me: So when I asked you….

Rockstar: I wasn’t really trying. 

Me: Thanks a lot. And you can spell “Calcium Carbonate” but you can’t spell “turned”???

Rockstar: What? Where? I don’t see it…… (Bursts out laughing when I point it out)

Rockstar: I didn’t even see that. I was trying to write that very fast so I wouldn’t forget. (Friend) was talking, talking to me, I think she was telling me what to write because we’re partners but I don’t really know because I wasn’t listening…   

Me: What did she say when she saw what you wrote?

Rockstar: Nothing, I don’t think she saw that part, she was still talking, Mum. <nodding convincingly> Girls talk A. Lot. 

I just thought it was really funny how he said that the exact same way he talked about his discoveries in the science experiment… And I didn’t know he picked up that much, he comes home almost every day with some nugget of information like, “Do you know there are only 300 red foxes left in the world?”…or maybe he searched it during Youtube time… Which goes to show how motivated he must have been to do so…. Ninja Turtles are NOT easy to beat ok….

...And this is a random pic of Little Miss trying out a horsie at Indigo Kids because I've been picture-lite for awhile

…A-and this is a random pic of Little Miss trying out a horsie at Indigo Kids because I’ve been picture-lite for awhile

ps: Sorry everyone, Little Miss was down with a really bad cold which even had her throwing up lotsa phlegm a few days ago; she’s only just recovering so linky party’s really late…

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