After Usagi… And The Turtle Ninja Teenagers Who Are Freaks…

This is our balcony after the storm. One potted plant appears to have been un-potted but interesting Rockstar's rubber duckie is untouched. Hmm. NASA's gonna wanna talk to us about that......

This is our balcony after the storm. One potted plant appears to have been un-potted but interesting Rockstar’s rubber duckie is untouched. Hmm. NASA’s gonna wanna talk to us about that……

I feel like the title is just all levels of drama because it’s not like anything really happened to us. Our helper rushed out to get her full day’s out before stuff closed and she had to get back a whole hour earlier than usual (when you are young and have a boyfriend I suppose this is like death), we realized morning church sessions were still on (but then both Mens slept in so we went to crowded 11.30am service which is usually our last choice because it’s packed, and it was packed as usual but then they’d just finished renovations so we could sit comfortably after all), we decided to go eat at Shangri-La because we thought we might be cooped up in the apartment with 2 little hyperactive kids for up to 2 days, the supermarket was the only place that was even more bustle-y than usual, I was determined to come away with the one set of acrylic paints left in the store So Help Me God and ended up rummaging behind all the shelves, Kings slinked off for a basketball game which was cut short a half hour when T8 was raised and the sports center people kicked everyone out, and then that night it was quite a storm but by morning it was soon gone. <catches breath>

A-nyway……

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This the Miss toddling about the new baby floor at church, looking down into a street that looks pretty normal, pre-Worst Typhoon In 3 Decades… Except for one row of windows where the guy was taping those red “X”s …

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This the Miss KO-ed at lunch. Well, our lunch. She had her lunch at 5pm because that was what time it was by the time we got home (she woke just before we left, frowning disapprovingly at our hasty supermarket run). Then she was in her chair safely while I did this:

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(Even as JD did that….)

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(And Rockstar did….. something else. I don’t know what he’s doing there.)

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Before they did this. But then JD had to be put in the bedroom because she would not leave Little Miss alone to create That Masterpiece Which I Dreameth Of and Little Miss was soon toddling after her all over the apartment with a loaded gun paint-filled brushes.

There comes a time when you know your child is having loads of fun with or without a canvas....

There comes a time when you know your child is having loads of fun with or without a canvas….

And you are just Nope, Can’t Do It. Have To Stop Them From Going On And On Until The Painting Is Just Mush. There is just so much mush one can display on the walls. And next time I should save our old moldy disgusting shower curtains to art jam on. Actually no, can’t do that either.

(Btw, can you see the lumpy texture of the green paint? That’s because it’s covering all the lumps and bumps in Rockstar’s original Tractor Tipping painting last post… But it worked out quite well right, when Little Miss started swiping the paint about..)

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Oh, but this next I was quite proud of:

I had loadsa fun with THIS though...

I had loadsa fun with THIS though…

Go on, ask me how I got Rockstar’s consent.

I found a loophole. See now, because of those backgrounds-that-were-meant-to-match-their-masks, we couldn’t show off the Ninja Turtles’ real mask colors the way they were meant to be. Obviously, this would necessitate a do-over. <silent, over-the-top victory dance and fist-pumps that already totally embarrassed my son when I did them on school trip last year>

Well that, and offering him the pristine new little canvas from the starter kit so he could crayon Donatello and Raphael in battle.

Well that, and offering him the pristine new little canvas from the starter kit so he could crayon Donatello and Raphael in battle.

Oh, what’s that on the other painting?

Rockstar found a new use for their old neon sticks from Mid-Autumn lantern-ing...

Rockstar found a new use for their old neon sticks from Mid-Autumn lantern-ing… (He’s annoyed I interrupted the masterpiece to have him look up for a pic)

(What he’s doing is attempting to sew those neon leftover sticks to the canvas; one of his classmates’ mums has been in to show the kids how to sew – running stitches, some diagonal and horizontal ones I don’t know the right names for, cross stitch – and then some of us other mums had been helping with the finishing up… There was also clay modeling of healthy foods…. Anyway up til then I never knew Rockstar could sew, I’ve never seen him with a needle before, and though I endeavored to get him the right kind of thread (because if I glue the whole plastic thing to the canvas I won’t be able to save the canvas at all), I couldn’t find anything other than a very fine needle from a travel sewing kit)

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I had to go put the baby down for the night so I left him for a bit; that canvas full of paint is very stiff and all he had was a very fine grownup needle, so I figured I’d come back to find him having given up and settled for bed, but……

Y-eah. Guess he REALLY took it seriously.

Y-eah. Guess he REALLY took it seriously.

And you’d think that after all that I would get that picture of a flower I’ve been dying to decorate the apartment with, right? Looks a bit flowery right?

Wrong. Know what Rockstar says this is? The satellite imagery of Typhoon Usagi.

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It’s just SAD when your child fails to live up to your ideals <tragic sigh>.

And he still had to do this on the little canvas with crayon. Raphael is smiling because he is kicking Donatello, which is also why D is not happy.

And he still had to do this on the little canvas with crayon. Raphael is smiling because he is kicking at Donatello, which is also why D is not happy.

ps: And they haven’t taken the netting off the outdoor furniture around our development either. 

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(I know, folks here are just ?? Why Are You Taking A Picture Of The Furniture In Ropes? But this Southeast Asian is all Because It Is A Picture Of The Furniture In Ropes. They have to tie furniture in ropes so it doesn’t fly away – you don’t think that’s even a little freaky??)

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The Calm Before The (Usagi) Storm

As we celebrated Mid-Autumn with our lanterns night before last post, the air was deathly still and very hot. Locals have told me in the past that blazing heat often precedes a typhoon, and so I’m not initially surprised when Kings mentions there will be one soon after.  I don’t realize til later that it’s going to be a super typhoon though…

Anyway yesterday Rockstar went artjamming with one of his favorite friends, and had a smashing good time. This is his friend’s piece:

pic from vincentvangogh.name

pic from vincentvangogh.name

Oh sorry fine the credit probably gave it away, but my point was painting done by 30-something super famous impressionist, painting done by Rockstar’s 6 year old friend, Same Difference. This is his favorite friend’s piece:

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Sooooo nice right??? She even used texturizer and everything, and a little magic dust (glitter) to finish with.

I was actually secretly thinking "even can tie up hair so nicely...." And.... yup.

I was actually secretly thinking “Even can tie her hair up so “professionally”, paint so nicely….” And…. yup. That’s Rockstar’s painting next to hers.

I would’ve loved to have Rockstar paint a sunflower for my living room, but….

Sigh.

Sigh.

He had loads of fun and provided a lot of amusement to other art jammers, but there are going to be freaking Ninja Turtles in our living room!! In the canvas. They’ve even got their “full power” on. Rockstar was very careful to make sure he put that in the painting. And then he added the glitter “To show how powerful they get! This is soooo awesommmme!”

I mean, I knew beforehand he was going to do that:

I had some warning...

I had some warning (note delighted face behind sketching)…

Before he added Superpowers (??!!) and facial expressions to suit a storyline.... (As in "Mike-y's always the 'silly' one)...

He even added Superpowers (??!!) and facial expressions and he was busy telling other Artjammers but I kinda zoned out staring at the thing…

Uh………. you can tell I was never a fan. I don’t know why that happens to their heads when they “power on” though Rockstar did manage to explain fairly patiently that the things sticking out on either side of their heads are the tail ends of their ninja masks to show they are in action fighting, not just talking (because then their ninja mask tails would not be flying around, you understand) and…. damn, I’m starting to get really annoyed with whoever created TMNT. This is all their fault, we have this thing in our living room.

ANYWAY…..

At least he agreed to recycle this one.

At least he agreed to recycle this one for the baby.

Remember this one?

Remember this one?

It’s the Tractor Tipping scene from Cars – where Lightning McQueen and Tow Mater go scaring tractors in the night and then unwittingly wake Frank The Giant Threshing Machine. YES this used to grace our living room right where TMNT is about to take over. I actually quickly took this canvas away and saved it before Rockstar could keep going at it last time he was artjamming with another friend.

And so we are almost ready for the storm.

And so we are almost ready for the storm.

That’s the newly recycled canvas for Little Miss, a relatively cheap basic set, and yes we really brought home The Ninja Turtles All Glittery With Their Full Superpowers On. We’ll be artjammming indoors while the storm is going on; I’m hoping to make a final trip nearby for a bit more paint in case I’m lucky enough to talk Rockstar into also recycling The Ninja Turtles All Glittery With Their Full Superpowers On or doing a major overhaul on them, but if not we’ve got the hooks ready to put it up in its place of honor in our living room too. <cringe>

And so the storm….. is coming.

From our bedroom window, where Little Miss has a hoop, it's getting really quiet outside as the ships move in...

From our bedroom window, where Little Miss has a hoop, it’s getting really quiet, even as the ships move in…

A tiny lone cyclist getting a final bike ride in on the road Rockstar's school bus uses just before turning in to our development... (We've missed the bus 3, 4 times btw, we've got like, the longest walk each morning because we are the furthest tower in... It's not much when you are NOT rushing, but if you perpetually are, like us, it makes a huge diff)

A tiny lone cyclist getting a final bike ride in on the road Rockstar’s school bus uses just before turning in to our development… (We’ve missed the bus 3, 4 times btw, we’ve got like, the longest walk each morning because we are the furthest tower in… It’s not THAT much I guess when you are NOT rushing, but if you perpetually are, like us, with a child who is about the same size as his school bag, it makes a huge diff :P)

O....kay. I might have called that one a bit early. Sunday morning and all that. Couple hours after I took the photo there's actually a lot more traffic outside in the T3 and I guess people are all getting final things done before the city shuts down. We received notification that the morning church services will still run but not the 5pm...

O….kay. I might have called that one a bit early. Sunday morning and all that. Couple hours after I took the photo there’s actually a lot more traffic outside in the T3 and I guess people are all getting final things done before the city shuts down. We received notification that the morning church services will still run but not the 5pm…

 

Thank you for the Facebook messages. Have to go clear the balcony.

See you after the storm, dears.

 

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Rockstarism #280 – If We Spoke In Venn Diagrams At Mid-Autumn

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It’s mid-autumn today, a public holiday in HK, which means Rockstar’s home and I’m not ready with linky Friday or Secret Training… The dog’s had her 3km Peak extra walk where we had to navigate around a crowd that was about equal parts families with kids, families with dogs and no kids, and picnicking helpers, and on the way home we’re thinking quick and simple dinner after which we can go a-lanterning…

Kings: How ’bout takeaway from Sabah (our favorite Malaysian restaurant in Wan Chai)? (To Rockstar) Do you want fish porridge or soup noodles?

Rockstar: <pause> If that were a Venn diagram I would be on the outside.

Me: (To Rockstar) Oh you’ve started Venn diagrams in school. (To Kings) I think that means he doesn’t want either.

Rockstar: Yeah I want spaghetti. 

Well he had his spaghetti, and we just put everyone to bed after lantern-ing tonight:

A selfie with 'tude. Spot the Gangsta Rapper Wannabe.

A selfie with ‘tude. Spot the Gangsta Rapper Wannabe.

JD came with, but no matter how we contorted, we just couldn’t get her in the selfie. So we did this:

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Oh, the indignities this animal puts up with, just because she lives with….. well, me. Neither child cared to do anything to the dog, but before we had the kids there were a couple years when JD would be out with us looking for an un-tended beach that allowed Animals Dressed As Lanterns and we hadn’t done anything like that to her recently and so I felt obliged. In fact so obliged when I couldn’t find her leash I rummaged about til I found my Prada doctor’s bag with detachable cross body strap and used that.

Little Miss was much better, she just dragged her lantern about everywhere and kept showing it to the dog.

Little Miss was much better, she just dragged her lantern partway there and all the way back and kept showing it to the dog.

And then of course I insisted my children pose for the Obligatory Lantern Shot. Y’know, because I’d changed a particularly poopy diaper and handled a particularly huffy older child who kept calling me on Kings’ cell while I was in the middle of the Peak hiking trail with the dog simply because the laptop had run out of battery and he was bored. Therefore you can see why I just felt so entitled. Obviously when I’m old and ornery (also alliteration-happy) I expect to be taken care of and waited on hand and foot for all those poopy diapers and sacrifices and – I AM KIDDING.

My husband, on the other hand……

Not saying anything here. Not.

Not saying anything here. Not.

Just because he feeds and walks them occasionally he feels entitled to hang the kids upside down whenever he pleases. Why would anyone think I’m kidding?

There….. might have been a bit too much sugar in the moon cakes. (And yes the people who consumed moon cake tonight were limited to Kings and I. I and Kings, because our smartass offspring do not consume moon cake unless they feel the need to be polite.)

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HAPPY MID-AUTUMN TO ONE AND ALL!

Obligatory Lantern Shot

Obligatory Lantern Shot

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Little Miss Rockstar Blogs Her New Plan For Happy

Hello, everyone.

I haven’t written in some time because I was working on my Secret Identity. But Mummee says she’s been swamped this week, last night she even had a Secret Meeting of Mums (and Dads) which she claims was “special training” by Ko-ko’s school. But it was at that unearthly hour before my bedtime so I’m not sure how much of that I believe. She probably just wanted to go out and drink wine. (Any time she’s not with me I’m convinced she’s out drinking wine. She owes me a blog post about her Secret Special Training In Ko-ko’s School just to prove she wasn’t out drinking wine.

But anyway while she was otherwise preoccupied, I decided to go ahead and unveil my latest Secret Identity, even if not all my costume has arrived in the mail yet.

Action-packed shot of Guest Blogger (yes fans, that's as fast as she goes, unless she has put on her trusty Turbo Thrust a.k.a. Mummmy Is Pushing)

Action-packed shot of Guest Blogger (yes fans, that’s as fast as she goes, about 2 inches at a time… Unless she puts on her trusty Turbo Thrust a.k.a. Mummmy Is Pushing)

Iiiiiiiiiiiiit’s scoot-scoot-scooter girl! With awesome powers of cuteness to make you smile. The idea for this post was inspired by Mummee’s friend sending her a picture of his 27 month old daughter…… who has taken part in her first bike race! See, this high-achieving superhero rockstar has a mummy and daddy who are both avid bikers and fitness freaks (Mummee knew her daddy when he was still on his first black belt back when they had just grown up and weren’t ancient yet) so their little girl is following in their footsteps and bringing them all kinds of joy on two wheels.

Biker Girl a.k.a. Rachel.

Biker Girl a.k.a. Rachel.

But this action footage is even better:

So anyway this got me thinking:

Guest Blogger performing "Goyang Kaki"

Guest Blogger, mildly contemplative while “Goyang Kaki” (Trans: “shaking leg”)

Every rockstar has it within them to be a superhero and make their mummy and daddy smile when they’re having a lousy day.

See?

See? I’m with Happy.

Here I am handing out The Leaflets of Joy. The scientific explanation for this is, as these leaflets change hands you just feel deliriously happy. Other rockstars have also shared with me how waving them about can produce a similar high. So I’ve been getting high a lot. This is the new greatest thing ever, leaflets and other papers are after all, legal. Lousy day in the office? Wave papers about like you just don’t care. You try it.

Then when I’m done, my trusty servant sidekick (Mummee) even recycles them back into their holders for the next Waver Of Paper About. Obviously, she is ecstatic. She’s picking up The Leaflets of Joy! Oh, the joy.

But that’s not all. Here I am bringing the action to a local Starbucks. Now, there’s  a suggestion for all aspiring superhero rockstars:

Guest Blogger on assignment

Guest Blogger On Assignment At Starbucks

Ready? (whispers) The packets of coffee beans are so easy to pick up and toddle about with, you can keep up with Happy assignments while giving your servant sidekick a break by putting back the coffee bean packets you’ve taken out, right where you found them. Remember to keep Helmet on, because Helmet amplifies Superpowers Of Cuteness. There are work warriors in coffee queues who crack up at your Helmet On Legs. Especially if you remember to be all serious as you go about your superhero duties. Earnest Helmets On Legs are even more effective for banishing bad cases of The Mondays (just remember to refrain from any diva fits – this aggravates said condition <all knowledgeable>.) 

Guest Blogger All Knowledgeable While Leaning On Flower Pot

Guest Blogger All Knowledgeable While Leaning On Flower Pot

"Ooo. Flowers."

Ooo. Flowers!

So anyway where was I?

Ah yes, AND SO the world wants more superheroes.

pic from agbeat.com

pic from agbeat.com

Are YOU up for the job?

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pic from vectors1.com

And with that, my work here is done <cracks knuckles> fine, imagine I was cracking my knuckles. I have to sign off for now, Happy duty calls. Oh btw, Mummee ordered me a simple costume for that Annual Big Superhero Rockstar Convention (a.k.a. Halloween.) Hope that works out, some of these costumes must be from Superhugebaby.com  or something but anyway, remember: we all have it in us to be Superhero Rockstars with or without the costume. Mummee, please cue appropriately grand fanfare music.

Scooter girl (or boy) could be you. Have you made your mummy and daddy smile today?

Uh, only always.

Signed,

The Little Miss Rockstar

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Rockstarism #279 – Let’s Change Helpers And Eat Healthy

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While I’m reading in the bedroom, Rockstar ambles in.

Rockstar: <innocently> Mum. I need to talk to you. I wanna ask you something. 

Me: Yeah?

Rockstar: <still innocently> D’you…. still wanna change helpers? 

Me: Wh-y?

Rockstar: We-ll, I was minding my own business, watching Youtube, and (our helper) just closed the laptop. I mean, I was watching that! <puts on show of indignance>

Me: You refused to eat your dinner, didn’t you?

Rockstar: HEE HEE HEE.

Me: Nice try.

Rockstar: Yeah

Rockstar ambles back out without another word.

"TakeaphototakeaphototakeaphotoMuuuuum....!"

“TakeaphototakeaphototakeaphotoMuuuuum….!”

Rockstar’s healthy eating kick from school is still going full force, we’re filling in food diaries this week, and he tells me his yoghurt-covered pretzels were tut-tutted over yesterday (rather askance I ask “Did you explain it was yoghurt??) but he’d not said anything and ah well, they’re not easy to find, I only got them the once because he as curious anyways…

All in all he’s been “Not so much fried stuff please” and “Take a photo! I’m eating something healthy! Take a photo!” except I didn’t want to keep inundating the class mailbox with various emailed photos and so here’s a photo 😀

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…At The End Of Which You KNEW It Was Great But You’re Not Sure When You Really Celebrated

When is it anyway, that one turns a year older? Rockstar once wondered, when we first read how Mercury takes 88 days while Jupiter’s year is a whopping 4331 days long.

The way this weekend turned out I’m not quite sure but I can nevertheless assure you I am now 37 years of age. In Mercury years that would be about 100 and in Jupiter years I’d be not much older than a toddler.

With Kings gone so much I hadn’t brought JD for her long walk at the Peak in weeks so I insisted the circus go up there Saturday morning.

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Little Miss feeding herself buttered corn (and later some of Rockstar’s spaghetti bolognese), having had a pretty full meal at home…

The nagging pain in my side gets worse by the time we’re done with the stick-throwing, rock-climbing just-under 3km walk (I know, some of you must be Well, D-uh). But then I was really, really bent on our sushi dinner-cum letting the kids run around outside in the park “celebration” (this is other families’ “normal family time” but it’s celebration to us because Kings is away so much these days) so I insisted on still going. It was still mostly ok too.

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If Rockstarring doesn’t work out there’s always mime artist-ing. Little Miss is another one. She’s having tofu cubes (loved), edamame (not so much) and quails’ eggs in a little Miso soup here:

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After which at Rockstar’s insistence they put on the neon stick things we were originally saving for Mid-Autumn…

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And went toddling/scooting/running about/ just looking cute outside…

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(Btw, the red flowered jumpsuit on Little Miss is my old one – my beloved maternal grandmother made it for me; she would’ve loved HK if she’d still been alive – she was a farmgirl from Canton who arrived in Malaysia on a boat by herself when she was just 16 and supported herself as a seamstress – yes I’m actually one-quarter Chinese! haha my other 3 grandparents were totally “Baba-Nyonya” Straits-born though, then when I studied in Singapore I got to see my paternal grandma more often, she even taught me to make Nyonya beaded slippers with the tiny beads… She would get offered good money to make those, but she only wanted to make them for family, so she would show us patterns and make for each of us in turn – I even have a pair made with antique “potong” beads…)

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And this is our first and last attempt to have Little Miss put my (de-thorned) roses into a vase. (Another funny thing is how Kings brought home the bouquet AND a vase because he thought we don’t own any since on my own I usually buy pots :D) Little Miss is shaping up to be…… not very girly. Rockstar got his wish haha. She’s still more huggy, a lot more gabble-y than he was at that age, will try on hats/ sunglasses/ Rockstar’s ESF Kindy sports day medal which she is still wearing in the photo – every night she puts that on if she’s near enough to pull it off its hanging place – but she loves balloons, not dolls. Also, she approaches older boys to play with the most often in playrooms, probably thanks to Rockstar.

And then next morning I had to go to Canossa Hospital because I wake feeling fine until I start walking around which is when the pain rapidly becomes worse. The last time we were at Canossa I couldn’t stop throwing up from an inner-ear infection and almost had to be carried; this hospital is starting to be our go-to place for “when-we-feel-real-lousy emergencies” – there isn’t much of a wait, and the staff are sympathetic and efficient. Both times I had to have shots before the doctor could examine me properly, and I would be put on the bed in one of the waiting rooms – I remark that my head is swimming a little from the shot and the nurse immediately disappears before I can stop her, to have the doctor come over to my bed instead.

In between I kind of noticed the statue of Mother Mary, but this time I finally see the notice at dispensary:

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IMG_1021 (so sweet right, on their dispensary envelopes)

And then, blessedly, Little Miss has an unusually long nap permitting me (also Kings) a good hour+ sleep (otherwise I never sleep during the day) while Rockstar does some online schoolwork, and then I get:

Rockstar: Mum! I want cake!

Me: You want cake? Oh, because it’s birthday cake.

Rockstar: Yeah!

Me: With lotsa fruit.

Rockstar: Yeah! Yeah!

Me: You realize there should be a birthday song or something right, and Daddy’s still napping –

Rockstar: <sings hurriedly, seriously> Happybirthdaytoyou,happybirthdaytoyou, happybirthdaytoyou-u, happybirthdaytoyou. <looks at me expectantly>

Me: <momentarily speechless> Uh… You really want me to take out the cake, don’t you.

Rockstar: Yeah. 

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Uh, so that was how we had cake. That is, we scraped off extra fruit to add to Rockstar’s tiny sliver which he still didn’t really finish it. Kings woke in time to take the picture and finish feeding Her Highness, after which she got to squish up some fruit off the cake. (It was pistachio, I’m not sure how old they are before they can have nuts, I’ll…. ask at her next well-baby checkup, meantime at the back of my mind as a kind of default I’m just avoiding all the possible-allergy foods. I was a lot stricter with Rockstar even, when he was that age – just because I figured being as anal as possible to cut down the risk of developing an allergy would be preferable to having to monitor all foods all the way through pre-school etc. (If they still have an allergy then can’t be helped, otherwise wanted to save a lot more work checking their food for life)…

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And for all his earnestness, Rockstar got to blow out the candles twice (not counting when I made my wish). Decided to leave the cake on the kitchen counter so I could re-light the candles easier, instead of hobbling with the abdomen pain in and out.

I guess you don’t have to be all This Was Birthday – Today! To have a good time. Speaking of which, Kings told me to just get something – but I still hadn’t gotten round to it yet (actually I didn’t go and get something last festive celebration either :P), so I’m thinking of getting….. a wedding/anniversary/whatever ring. Yeah I know – we’ve been married almost 10 years. But we never did get proper wedding rings, I don’t think Kings even wants one himself (still wearing the SGD 70-something ring I got him from Metropolitan Museum of Art with the Shakespearean posey “If you have love you have all” from when he was deep in study and family debt when we were both just starting out), and we have no idea when our anniversary is.

Ok, so it shall be The Whatever Ring. Shrugs. For Whenever Birthdays. It’s nice when we can make these things up as we go.

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Sunday Morning…..

This happens….

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After that happened (note Rockstar’s “OO -AA -OO -AA” which I didn’t notice til after)…

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…And then I had to go to Canossa Hospital in the morning. Some party huh?

Not kidding, I’d been having a pain in my abdomen since Friday evening, stuck it out through Saturday and even made JD’s regular 3km walk on the Peak, but by end of dinner it was getting a bit much.

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Doctor thinks it’s probably a virus, fortunately not something I can pass to the kids, I had to have a shot at the hospital so he could press about on my stomach… will blog more in a bit dears…

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Friday Musings

1) Mushy-mushy feelgood pics with similarly titled link: True Love Does Exist

Nope, no can do. Tried, I really did, to hold it in – but then Shaggy comes to mind (It Wasn’t Me). That’s a cheat. Those are animals. Fake love in the animal kingdom is news. Or Huffpost should amend their title to True Love Does Exist Well, D-uh It’s Animals.

This however, is my favorite. Turtle tries to "get in there" for a cuddle.

This however, is my favorite. Turtle tries to “get in there” for a cuddle. See the lurve in those beady reptilian eyes.

2) Speaking of cute animal love pics, this is just a mum and baby standing there but I think it’s really cute anyway:

Don't you think?

Don’t you think?

From When Nature Runs Out Of Paint: 25 All-White Animals.

3) Now that that’s over with… To My Daughter’s High School Programming Teacher. It’s long. Here’s some excerpts:

“………..For her entire life, I’d encouraged my daughter to explore computer programming…… cool projects, the amazing career potential, the grants and programs to help girls and women get started……..

…..I was all too familiar with what my daughter was going through, but I was unprepared for the harassment to start in high school, in her programming class.

……talked to my daughter about how to handle the situation in class. I suggested that she talk to you…

…My daughter has no interest in taking another programming class, and really, who can blame her.

……Look, you don’t have to tell me how hard your job is or how underpaid and overstressed you are as a high school teacher. I’m a single mother working in tech publishing…. I like to think what I do is important, but what teachers do has the potential to change the world. No article I write will ever do that, but the daughter I raise might……

That was from her letter to the teacher. This is from the update on her blog:

……..after bringing the problem to the teacher’s attention several times, (her daughter) finally asked him whether she could talk to the entire class about sexual harassment, he told her he’d think about it, and that’s when he reported the situation to the principal.

She quotes her daughter:

“And a couple days later I was in the principal’s office being explained to that it wasn’t my place to do that…”

Not knowing anything else beyond the blog post I linked to, this is here as a nod in awareness of bias in general.

CJ Gregg in an episode of West Wing described how her white father retired head of a high school math department (instead of a higher post) because “there was invariably a less-qualified black woman in the picture.” I wanted to acknowledge there is  also a case for “reverse bias” as it were. Because people are people and human nature given an opportunity can be ugly.

I know someone whose dad was very senior in a tech company and so he (the son) expected to start college with fewer required modules. He refused to go in when told he wouldn’t be allowed a “headstart”. That I know of he dropped out of a different tech course after receiving a C because he thought he deserved an A. That I know of he then didn’t finish any of those. Then again neither did Mr Gates and various other multi-billionaires but for the rest of us mere mortals sometimes humility is under-rated. Alongside giftedness or brilliance should be some respect for the voice of experience. 

Then again there is no excuse for true bias or bullying. Realistically, there is some bias everywhere, bias is almost like a nod to various cultures and upbringings and even history lessons. Awareness of how it can shape our thinking I believe to be the first step to not ultimately making poor decisions because of it.

No, this is not me being trite or flippant, I’ve been the only female in tiny dealing rooms with huge, loud traders who bellowed how raping some female colleague in the next department was proper punishment for a mess-up. But at least I’m a big girl.

The blogger I linked above struggled because as tough as you are at work and facing all this, your weakness, your biggest vulnerability is when you have kids. And she hadn’t expected her daughter to be exposed to some of these things while still at high school. This is a parenting blog, I guess that’s the real reason this is here. As parents the best thing we can do for the kids is to parent. Instill resilience, confidence, teach them as best and as quickly as we can to fend for themselves. How and when of course depends on our own kids’ individual personalities. Bias and bullying in the real world are not always clear cut and the best response I believe is to ultimately become so freaking good at what you do no one can say anything. Become so good a bully cannot throw you off your game. Then be nice. Because not many people ultimately work “alone” – they can work with you or they can work with someone else. Why not have people want to work with you. 

4) 31 Haunting Images Of Abandoned Places That Will Give You Goose Bumps. Way to change the subject.

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Y’know, they say it like that, and really some look downright creepy (like the one above) but it was also interesting how people found other uses for these places (tourist attraction, photo backdrop, filming location for horror movie anyone?)

5) Super Fun Kid Time, an App for kids, designed by 9 year old girl to schedule playdates (she presents at the 2013 SF Hackathon, in the link.). Way to drive home the point. Rockstar’s class has iPad and ICT time where they play educational games on iPads and computers, there’s lotsa educational games on the school’s Virtual Learning Environment, we have online spelling or math  homework (now also Chinese revision) – which came in handy last week when we were waiting at the doctor’s and I could access some of it on my iPhone. I mean they have traditional writing with good ole’ pen and paper too, but then there’s also online Spelling City. Kids can start learning to type.

OH YES THEY CAN.

Yeah I have friends who believe in only good ole’ pen and paper. To be honest I haven’t put much emphasis on Rockstar’s writing personally. My own handwriting is not pretty. Won’t be too long I think before Rockstar’s is nicer than mine. To me this is an achievement. (Seriously though, last year I even messed up his use of capitals: one parent-teacher meeting early in the year the teacher had remarked that just that morning she’d noticed Rockstar seemed a bit confused between capitals and non-capitals and that was when I realized I was writing all my notes to him in block letters. I had also been getting him to write all his notes and cards yes, in all capitals. So yeah the school had to straighten that out <sheepish>.)

But as we’ve been told when they pointed us to the school online Virtual Learning Environment, this is the “world” our kids’ll grow up in, like it or not. Frankly things like the World Education Games are online too – you can’t handle a keyboard/mouse/touchpad comfortably you lose valuable time competing when you submit answers. Or maybe lose your train of thought if you can’t type fast enough. We have to practice writing, now we have to practice typing too <shrugs>

6) But I’d be remiss if I didn’t link a couple caveats in social media:

Xiaxue’s Faces of Haters post.

Audrey’s Instagram Harassment post.

(The Southeast Asians must be wondering why I’m linking these like it’s new news.) Xiaxue’s is here because I didn’t want to use a recent HK example. For the non-Southeast Asians who haven’t come across these (yes, both of you :D) XX’s multi-publicized, on-the-news post is there as an example of how your Facebook account and thoughtless remarks can seriously get you in trouble.

Audrey’s is there in part because of how things change when you have kids. Also to illustrate how people can then get “smarter” about being nasty (or at the very least just nuts). So the nice people need to get smarter about these things too.

7) And that’s the weekend because it is actually my birthday today (yes, Friday the 13th!) and though we’re not celebrating yet (in fact, around this time yesterday I still thought my birthday was going to be on Saturday) I want to be a little bit lazy. Hope this makes up for it a bit:

"Oh, the new frontiers I shall discover...!"

“Oh, the new frontiers I shall discover…!” “Knock-knock…. knock-knock…!”

Little Miss’ first time trying on her helmet (by Nutcase – love the name!) and test driving (kind of) her scooter. Rockstar uh, demonstrating how a good helmet works. Isn’t every day he gets to knock-knock on his baby sister’s noggin. Obviously he takes that seriously.

Good weekend dears…

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Little Miss’ First Baby Class…… In Chai-nese.

Little Miss started a chinese play group/ class yesterday at the new Florenda Chinese in Cyberport. The center, I soon discover, is run by one of the mums in our development (word kinda gets round among mums. And then Rockstar runs into her daughter and it turns out they know each other from school. Small world indeed. Especially if you live in the same catchment area…)

Well anyway, there’s Her Highness toddling in to the trial class yesterday morning:

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(Belatedly I realize I should have left her Wisekids freebie balloon at home – I forgot – BIG mistake. Huge. It was still in the stroller, she reaches in and brings it into class, we soon find it is just very hard to separate her from it.)

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The class is 5 kids – 4 girls and 1 boy; 2 Caucasian, 1 Indian, 2 Asian. 2 children are accompanied by helpers, the others have mums along. Guess which child appears to know the most Putonghua? Caucasian Boy (Hah! Should totally have had people guess that!) His mum I think has also been taking Chinese lessons outside, her Putonghua sounds quite good to me and she mentions he’s got other Chinese classes outside as well.

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I think after the first session they will be hiding all the balls. The entire first half was constantly punctuated by joyous exclamations of “Baw! Baw!” during music and circle time and well. Darn, someone or maybe I should have asked her what Round Thing was, and then I can blog proudly that my baby already speaks Chai-nese!)

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(Yes they even had a little exercise book!) Well she forgot about “Baw” for awhile when she got to the broccoli florets and glue sticks, but then she started standing on the chair. Hmm. Then some of us mums try to write the (in my case horrendous, un-intuitive) pinyin. Indian mum asks me what “green” is in Chinese, and then gets the pinyin down perfectly (she wrote “lu” ok, I might not have).

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And then snacktime! It’s her favorite Gerber Puffs during snack, and so she has 3 servings. One of the helpers breaks out a water bottle, and is requested to use the school cups and plates, which they are all learning the Chinese words for.

There are no pictures of when they have parachute games because Little Miss suddenly takes a huge liking to the box of musical toys and I have my hands full between minor huffs and tantrums at not being allowed to dig into the instruments, and holding the parachute for when she does join in…

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Finally she mostly settles down to Chinese Animal Names, though she’s still squirming on the cushion.

And then she makes good her escape.

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I am so telling on her when Rockstar gets home.

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Girl With The Antennae

Thank Rockstar for the gem of a blog post title. You can tell this is going to be another deep and soul searching angst write.

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Yeah I’m thinking drama school.

Rockstar finds much amusement in his little sister nowadays, from gem-stickered nesting boxes, “Next time you need more of the tiny ones (i.e. gems) stuck on call me,” to simply “HAR HAR HAR” umpteen times a day at all the things she does. Little Miss, unlike Rockstar at that age, has quite the sense of humor. She usually gamely laughs along when Rockstar’s bellowing at her latest antic – the above protest had to do with her being made to eat lunch.

Oh, and btw, the vast majority of stuff Rockstar picks out for her, unlike what he chooses for himself, is so bubble-gummy sweet I’m going to OD on pink and hearts and cuteness soon. And I thought was the one pretty amused at having a little girl baby. The Rockstar has proven himself also a very serious enforcer of gender stereotypes.

ps: title is from Girl With A Pearl Earring, which was in one of the baby books we bot off MetMuseum.org

pic frm wikimedia.com

pic frm wikimedia.com

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