Little Miss’ First Haircut At Private i Garden Kids Salon

Dis is Art

Dis is Art (My laughing (sheepishly ok!) and taking lotsa pics only made her scream even more at my insensitivity to her plight)

Flying pig with pearl necklace, wooden educational toy, salon DVD screen playing Happy Feet (completely to no avail, much to their surprise), my iPhone to capture every delightful moment and – yes, Little Miss screaming her freaking lungs out, blistering the ears of all the patrons in the packed salon. This is Little Miss’ first professional haircut. Of course it is.

This is the super nice kiddie haircut place in Lee Garden, Causeway Bay, where they charge HKD 350 for a baby haircut. We were there for lunch and supplies at the very well-stocked Mothercare (belatedly I realize both large Mothercares I am aware of on HK island are in upscale malls where they sell seriously branded kiddie-wear; how devious is that?) and on a whim I roll by with the stroller – to find they are completely packed and have just one slot available in 2 hours. I’m intrigued.

We also see a mum and baby boy posing outside while the dad takes loadsa shots with a very professional looking camera and so I park Her Highness here and dutifully shoot one on my iPhone

We also see a mum and baby boy posing outside while the dad takes loadsa shots with a very professional looking camera and so I park Her Highness here and dutifully shoot one on my iPhone after it’s all over

Now, this corner has housed an upscale kiddie haircut place for years – Lee Garden was one of my “hiding places” for a quiet, solitary lunch when I worked and it’s been 3 years since I quit – and I always wondered about bringing Rockstar here. We never made it, because Rockstar gets his hair cut regularly for HKD 150 at the ma and pa shop where Kings cuts his for about HKD 50. It’s one of The Mens’ rituals. They get their hair cut pretty often, every 3 weeks or so. I would not allow Kings to bring my precious little girlie to ma and pa barber shop humph.

The couple hours we drop in and out making the booking and then coming back for the appointment, we don’t see a single Caucasian child, and not one misbehaver either (Little Miss should win some kind of prize) – by the end, I’m glad we’re paying HKD 350. For one thing, I got pictures 🙂 For another, the service is impeccable and they keep reassuring me they are used to trauma cases :D.

Precious Little Girlie shall scream her lungs out at a NICE hairdressers' if you please.

Precious Little Girlie shall scream her lungs out at a NICE hairdressers’ if you please.

Oklah, not all are crying shots. And I love her look in the khaki robe so much I'm going to get her a little trench coat when she's older.

Not all are crying shots. And I love her look in the khaki robe so much I’m going to get her a little trench coat when she’s older.

Btw, I’m not very sympathetic to haircut bawlings <sheepish> even if I’m the one who gets a bad haircut (Which has happened a LOT to me because I don’t often stick with a regular hairdresser, in favor of convenience, if he’s not free. But it’s hair. It’ll grow back. Not like say, fingers. It’s more irritating that someone just doesn’t bother to follow your instructions.) I had my near waist-length hair chopped off into an almost crew-cut pixie my first time – there was so much hair on the floor the guy was kicking it about. On subsequent trips back to Tony and Guy’s, they said they’d expected me to cry. Because apparently the change was that drastic. Was rather peeved because if they’d expected me to cry then they must’ve thought the change in my look was bad. 

Well anyway that’s probably part of the reason Little Miss was so angry. I mean I was cuddling and reassuring her and everything (and actually I’ve trimmed her bangs at home with no problem before), but I’m pretty sure she could tell I didn’t see what a TOTAL TRAGEDY it was she was sitting on a flying pig having her hair cut. (During Rockstar’s time btw, I used to shave his head completely with an electric shaver, until he was old enough to go with Kings. He bawled the first time too…)

Finally, Little Miss gets distracted by a blue Cookie Monster manicure. They say she's the first one. Most kids like the tv.

Finally, Little Miss gets distracted by a blue Cookie Monster manicure. They say she’s the first one. Most kids like the tv.

The people in the salon kept trying to distract her and offering to stop, saying they didn’t want her to be totally traumatized, I asked if the carrying on might be bothering other patrons in which case I definitely would try to quiet her, but otherwise I was just gonna leave her to scream it out because for the most part she wasn’t scared – she was MAD. She doesn’t even like riding on horsies or whatever.

“You really expect me to get on the winged porker with the vapid, drugged out expression like it’s just high out of its freaking mind? NO Flying Pigs On Drugs should be understood. And these things are all over the store. What Is Wrong With These People??”

Why won't the Flying Pig People leave me alone?

WHY WON’T THE FLYING PIG PEOPLE LEAVE ME ALONE?

By the time I decided to cuddle her while they cut her hair, she wouldn’t be comforted. In fact she bawled even louder when we finished and took the cover robe off. 

Well anyway, a few more uh, action pics.

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And all the while, Rockstar is doing…..

...This.

…This.

And then the sun comes out again.

Little Miss expressing an opinion

Little Miss expressing an opinion at the play area nearby after her haircut

And everything is right in the world again.

 

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Today It’s Around The Mall, Tomorrow It’s Down The Aisle

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 Care on a wager? Which of The Mens do you think is going to be the more over-protective when she grows up; Mens on the right, currently very bothered by Her Highness sitting on the mall floor, or Mens on the left, looking out for renegade strollers and shoppers with – what else – his binoculars “So I can see them coming from far away”?

Hint: Rockstar has declared she can have any Boy Friends she wants – as long as he can brandish a light saber at them.

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Enjoying Your Child’s Art (Part 1)

Note: I nixed linky party this Friday in favor of blogging some of my efforts to display Rockstar’s art from school because it’s the weekend plus almost summer hols and I figured lotsa parents would be getting their kids’ art projects coming home… They also make good gifts for the grandparents’ homes…

The best thing for me was seeing Rockstar just so happy I was fussing with all his art the moment it arrived home yesterday.

Oh, was that too sappy?

Gimme sec. The second best thing was the art isn’t totally hideous. There now, sound more like me?

It doesn’t mean I’m not incredibly sentimental about Rockstar’s art. But we realists over here.

Me: Rockstar, what’s this one?

Rockstar: <like I’m stupid> A splat. 

Us… Real. Rockstar is not incredibly talented at art, but he’s my child and I want to put his art up. I’ve been putting effort into decorating our home with some of his stuff for some time now. This is how uh, “determined” I can get:

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The above left was done by me with Rockstar when he was 2 years and a bit – all he did was splatter black paint onto a huge piece of paper. Then I folded it over and he had a lot of fun hammering on it to smear the paint. I cut out a small bit of the entire piece and framed it in an Indonesian hard wood HKD 600+ frame. The above set was something Rockstar brought back from baby school before he was even 2. We’d get all these odds and ends papers every other day and when I asked what these scraps were, he said “Grass”. So I put the ones he delivered the “grass” verdict on in a picture frame from Ikea with a date and title “Grasses – Multimedia by Rockstar” (they were done with poster paint, sand-on-glue, and chalks).

Maybe it’s because I went back to work and hit the ground running right after standard 2.5 month maternity (it had simply not occurred to me to do otherwise even though I sorely missed Rockstar – my career was everything to me, I grew up wanting my career to be everything to me). Maybe it’s because it took me 2.5 years to act on the fact once I had kids career was no longer my first priority. It wasn’t always easy to even realize that about myself because I had such different priorities before the kids.

Whatever it is, I am incredibly sentimental, I want to lovingly fill our home with stuff done by The Rockstars. Not some pretty thing that I know someone totally did for him. That attitude comes from back in baby school when we were told (too late) our helper did “everything” for him (and the teacher also another one, Y U No Say Anything til so late?)

A little help holding a paper steady is fine. It being done by someone who is too impatient to wait for a baby to figure how to do it himself, n-ot so much. So, there were times when toddler Rockstar appeared to produce suspiciously pretty stuff. I didn’t save those – I framed ones he could remember doing, the ones that got him excited when he looked at them again, even if they were simply activity papers.

On the other hand, would kinda be nice if we didn’t simply fill the apartment with scraps of paper that had a few lines and splats. Frames and other display units are totally your friends. Let’s see if “packaging” can make a difference 🙂 Also, when some of your child’s art comes back nicely mounted or laminated from school, or well, because your child is older now and has actually been taught to draw something halfway nice 😀

So fast forward a few years and I’m still on the framing memories kick. Except what I get to work with just keeps getting so much better. 

Dis is a piece of styrofoam Rockstar says he had a LOT of fun doing in school

Dis is a piece of styrofoam Rockstar says he had a LOT of fun with in school – it came home carefully wrapped in newspaper and tucked in a small compartment of his bag – NOW I know what all the little pockets on his bag are for!

Dis is what he used it for.

Dis is what he used it for.

I picked this first in the post because Rockstar had been coming home talking about making these for several days and telling me to look out for it. So I did.

Dis is ART.

Dis is what I’m using it for. Base metal frame HKD 290 from Tequila Kola. Bonus: I didn’t even need a black mounting board, just turned around the piece of backing that came with the frame…

The one below is in what was supposed to be a house key box, i.e. you hang keys and things on the pins and the glass case has a door on hinges – snapped it up immediately at Indigo, to hang Rockstar’s Art Of The Day; but I loved the picture below so much it’s probably gonna stay in there for awhile.

Someone in school meticulously cut this out and put it on black sugar paper

This came home from school meticulously cut out and mounted on black sugar paper – LOVES! It’s still totally your child’s art, but it looks SO much nicer on display!

Why not. <sheepish> We just put the HKD 25,000 contemporary art print by famous Chinese Painter Kings’ clients gave us into storage, to make room.  (They really don’t mind la, more important we make em money.) But well since we’re putting the erm, “proper” art into storage, we kinda appreciate when someone takes the trouble to save the kids’ art nicely for us to display. Can you imagine someone having to cut thirty of these things per class, per picture, so it comes home looking a little prettier?

Ditto this one.

Ditto this one.

I have actually changed the frame on the one above several times, as I’m deciding where to put it. Rockstar drew this when they were growing bean sprouts (i.e. taugeh) and were learning what plants needed in order to grow.

This was the look I was going for; pic from kaboodle.com

This was the look I was going for; pic from kaboodle.com.

Who knows, maybe someday I will have saved one plant painting, per primary school year! (yikes, and per child! We need a bigger apartment!)

And here are a couple more things we did:

"Before" pic

“Before” pic

HKD 95 tumbler from Starbucks. I even got a free Tall Caramel Machiato worth HKD 33, so technically this stunt cost HKD 62 and Daddy gets a gift for the office:

Free coffee when you buy the tumbler

Free coffee when you buy the tumbler

Ta-raaa! Smug Rockstar holding Kings' new coffee mug. It's possible I forgot to tell Kings this morning he has a new coffee mug.

Ta-raaa! Pleased Rockstar holding Kings’ new coffee mug for work. It’s possible I forgot to tell Kings this morning he has a new coffee mug.

And this is the cat styrofoam stamp - took out the paper backing; but I think I'll go see if Ikea makes the same frame in black instead...

And this is the cat styrofoam stamp – took out the paper backing; but I think I’ll go see if Ikea makes the same frame in black instead…

Added bonus: Rockstar gets really thrilled with this stuff. And remembers the fun he had making it in school. I have art that reminds him of important lessons he’s learnt, around the apartment.

And- and - Little Miss got to touch (and taste) some of the art too!

And- and – Little Miss got to touch (and taste) some of the art too!

There now, that’s the kids’ pics for the weekend. Hope you have a great time with your child’s art!

Oh, then I bought a shell-inlay box from Tree (HKD 595) to put the baby's hair clips and things and display next to this frame

Oh, then I bought a shell-inlay box from Tree (HKD 595) to put the baby’s hair clips and things and display next to this frame

ps: Obviously there’s a part 2, when I manage to finish up….

 

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Them Apples

It’s the last week of school before summer holidays, and most of Rockstar’s schoolwork came home yesterday…

How Do You Like Them - well, you know...

How Do You Like Them – well, you know…

I know a lot of my girlfriends will be turned on by this (sickos :D) but before I got to that, my first honest reaction (after which then impressed la) was shock. As in OMG kids do so much stuff in school these days? When they first said to send in a “sturdy” bag for holding our child’s schoolwork the word hadn’t quite registered…. Many of the books are completely or near completely filled, and that’s just the written work and activity papers, not counting the stuff they do on the computers, music, PE, Chinese, structured play and yes, art. No wonder “free play” is also scheduled in.

Little Miss and I having our little framing party for Rockstar's art. I had a glass of Shiraz (Penfolds!) in one of my old Metropolitan Museum NY glasses, she had baby pork roast and... yes, apples.

Little Miss and I having our little framing party for Rockstar’s art (no this is not the only time you will hear about it!) I had a glass of Shiraz (Penfolds!) in one of my old Metropolitan Museum NY glasses (very sturdy, heavy glass – knocked over many times, one helper “only” managed to break one when she tried really hard), Little Miss had baby pork roast and… yes, apples.

We like em very much, thank you.

I look up from all the stuff at a beaming Rockstar and I almost ask him, “So, can you now also do a back flip triple somersault followed by a single-hand spring?”

ps: We were scheduled to spend two weeks in Malaysia early next week, but because of the haze as of last night we decided to try and switch around our vacations, meaning the ski lessons we promised Rockstar first, then Malaysia few weeks after. You can imagine the kind of booking hassle and some worry we won’t be able to make good on the ski stuff – considering we are very proud and happy of how he’s completing his first year of Primary school that adds a lot more pressure because we promised him this thing for almost a year. And oh yes, the packing. From hot weather destination to (IF we manage to book it) snow with a first time traveller baby who hates CARS. Fun.

A quick flip through Rockstar’s books reveals various Rockstarisms in his essays and phonics, a gadzillion numbers and writing exercises and thankfully, mercifully, material for me to go on while we’re struggling to adjust the trips and – and – I don’t know how I’m going to pack two weeks’ supply of frozen breast milk on a long haul flight. 

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Rockstarism #270 – You Were Supposed To Think It Was A Boogie

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Recently…

Me: OMG WHAT’S THAT??? PLEASE LET IT NOT BE A TICK PLEASE LET IT NOT BE A TICK PLEASE LET IT NOT BE GIANT PREGNANT TICK FULL OF TICK BABIES…

Cautiously, I pluck it off the wall with a tissue. It turns out to be a tiny bit of blue tack. Thank heaven. Us and some neighbors have been complaining about a roach problem. 4 years in this apartment this the first time that’s happened. I thought we were also developing a tick problem. And even without tick fever or a baby, I really, really hate ticks. Especially the pregnant ones.

Me: What’s this?? Is it blue tack?! Did you put it here?? It’s right at your eye level!!

Rockstar: You were supposed to think it was a boogie. Not a tick. 

Me: HOW IS THAT BETTER?

Rockstar: Boogies don’t have babies. 

Me: So instead of trying to freak me out a lot, you were only trying to freak me out the normal amount?

Rockstar: I wasn’t trying very hard to freak you out. I… needed things to shoot at (with laser pointer Kings gave him recently).

Me: So you put spots on the wall??

Rockstar: You said don’t shoot at the baby. 

Rockstar messing with laser pointer Kings gave him at a recent KL property show. He apparently put spots on the wall so he could try and hit them with the laser pointer.

Rockstar messing with laser pointer (for presentations) Kings gave him after a recent KL property show over the weekend.

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Playing Ketchup (or, The Rockstars’ first McDonald’s Happy Meal And Other Stuff)

Is it strange that Rockstar has had his first McDonald's Happy Meal at age 5.5years?

Is it strange that Rockstar has had his first McDonald’s Happy Meal at age 5.5years? Or is it stranger that the first thing he polished off was the side of corn, after which he had just enough room for 3 nuggets and a third of a small order of fries?

Ketchup = catch up. Sorry ah, lousy joke. Jagung. Bring on the corn. I have comments and qualifications to early stuff said that are so long I bunged them into their own post.

1) I have to apologize, now the Singapore haze I was so sympathetic about last week appears to be clearing, and parts of Malaysia have haze so bad some schools are closed and it was discreetly and not unkindly pointed out to me via email. (Wonder why my mum didn’t say anything hmm) Anyway, I’m sorry. Pollution sucks and people deserve clean air – it’s why I don’t even think smokers should smoke in designated non-smoking areas. Because in a perfect world, we should get to choose what nonsense goes in our bodies, be it junk food or nicotine or what-not.

Yet for air pollution, you often cannot choose – so air pollution is a little study in selflessness, one that many people, being (d-uh) human, will fail in some way or other.

Rockstar is just too impressed with the Happy Meal toy.

Rockstar is just too impressed with the Happy Meal toy. Real tiny stickers and a numbered diagram.

He forgets his chicken nuggets and has to be reminded...

He forgets his chicken nuggets and has to be reminded…

2) An answer to Mun’s very good question from my originally flippant previous post, about how I talked to Rockstar about death. Which was when I realized if I really wanted to give her my best answer, I’d admit that at some point discussions would turn also to our faith because of the afterlife.

We’d started off with the idea Rockstar would one day have to say goodbye to the dog, because different species have different life expectancies, for eg some bugs live for like, 2 weeks, but for them that’s already an entire lifetime… We have as yet not addressed the concept of a human being dying, but he is definitely aware that people have a certain life expectancy, and part (though not all) of that can be affected by lifestyle choices like smoking or diet. (Which was really what I was on about – for e.g. if Lightning McQueen used lousy fuel, his engine would pack it in faster. The whole Cars 2 is about an alternative fuel with a conservation/ anti pollution message, and it’s almost the only full-length movie he’s ever sat through.)

I thought to also flesh out the Egyptian Pyramids thing though, since I suppose at some point he’s going to come across the 7 (is it still 7?) Wonders of the World and just going about kiddie book stores or at that popular playroom we were at over the weekend and even on Babytv you do come across Egyptian Pyramids so I did mention how different civilizations and cultures have different beliefs. Most reflect what they believed to be the best wisdom of their time.

In keeping with Sunday school and the fact we are Christian, Rockstar is of course aware of our belief in Heaven and eternal life through the acceptance of Jesus as our personal savior. Sometime in our daily conversations we then also touched on Creationism and Evolution, especially since we have Bible stories in books and on cd at home too. This is rather interesting because Rockstar naturally enjoys to talk about evolution, and is extremely fascinated by anything science.

What I’ve said is, one of the reasons we learn about science is to pave the way for future discoveries. Theories are meant to be studied for their thought processes. So we learn as many theories as we can. We learn how others arrive at conclusions, we learn of the strengths and weaknesses in their arguments, and it helps us on our way in forming our own theories and conclusions.

Now, faith.

Probably because of how it happened for me – one moment I’m at church simply to humor a colleague I had a lot of respect for because she really walked the talk at work, the next moment something happens to me when I least expect it and if I never feel it again for as long as I live I will still know there is a God – I believe that you have to want to believe.

There is a lot of literature out there – my mum especially loves to read books that cast lots and lots of counter arguments to the Christian faith. (Please don’t read too much into this – she has been doing it way before I became Christian because she attended a strict convent school with apparently very scary strict nuns – and her Christian friends then give her Christian books as well). The day I accepted Jesus, I probably knew less about the Bible than I knew about other faiths. No one was ever able to debate me into believing, previously, but one day there was the knock and I opened the door.

And so I choose to believe what the Bible says is true. To me, this is why it is called faith. From that day I knew there is a God and so I believe in what His word says. That means I have to believe all of it. All the while we read about Big Bang Theory et al – Rockstar has always had the astronomy bug.

It’s definitely not the only way, I’ve heard friends bring out powerful arguments evidencing the truth of the Word, it’s just I had already chosen to believe anyway, sound arguments or not. Just as before I became Christian I chose not to and no one could then talk me around.

So, what we say to Rockstar (because sometimes he really just keeps asking all kinds of things) is, there are many different peoples and cultures in this world and throughout history. Knowing, understanding, respecting the various cultures and beliefs is part of learning history and science, and it is how the world you live in works today. (I blogged ages ago how the church we attend had sent relief teams during natural disasters that chose to also rebuild the mosques in the villages because when they had chosen to show God’s love, it was without strings attached – and rebuilding the villages without the mosque, which was the villagers’ way of life, would’ve been one giant string.) 

So, Rockstars, this is what your parents believe. Walking the talk is just way hard and all we can really do is try, knowing no one ever does it perfectly. But we think it’s the best way to show you our point of view, you know, when you become <shudder> teenagers and such, all the while we shouldn’t/ aren’t keeping you from anyone else’s.

Oh yeah, and Little Miss enjoyed her first Happy Meal way younger. Well, the toy, anyway. Under supervision, of course.

Oh yeah, and Little Miss enjoyed her first Happy Meal way younger than her bro. Well, the toy, anyway. 

ps: Btw Kings and I are “first generation Christians” and my mum in particular is a staunch Buddhist/ Taoist. I grew up witnessing not a few temple ceremonies, including the ones involving spirits and deities and mediums. My best friend from my schooling in Malaysia is Muslim and we’re still in touch today. 

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Rockstarism #269 – They’re Still Dead People

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Entertaining The Rockstars over the weekend while Kings was at work…

(Little Miss decides she can play better if she climbs onto the table, but otherwise doesn't take the thing apart, just picks each piece up to look at it, much to my relief because Rockstar would be quite fussed... I'm also in the phase of teaching her "No Eating" to discourage her from putting every little choking hazard or icky thing in her mouth - it's a phrase we use a lot in playrooms and outside but rarely at home with her own toys)

(Little Miss decides she can play better if she climbs onto the table, but otherwise doesn’t take the thing apart, just picks each piece up to look at it, much to my relief because Rockstar would be quite fussed… I’m also in the phase of teaching her “No Eating” to discourage her from putting every little choking hazard or icky thing in her mouth – it’s a phrase we use a lot in playrooms and outside but rarely at home with her own toys)

Me: Who lives in pyramids, Rockstar?

Rockstar: Dead people.

Me: “Ancient Egyptian Civilization” would’ve killed you?

Rockstar: Tsk wha-att… It’s for dead people…

Me: Couldn’t swing “Ancient Burial Rites For Egyptian Royalty”?

Rockstar: They’re still people.

Me: Well……. But the Ancient Egyptians believed their pharaoh was related to the Egyptian Sun God Ra. So technically they didn’t treat their Pharaoh like just a person or even a normal King, and – I should probably stop talking now, shouldn’t I?

Rockstar: Yeah. I’m trying to open this thing. (Fiddles with pyramid)

Me: Wow this set is elaborate. They’ve even got the canopic jars for putting organs in. Y’know, when they mummify the dead they put the heart, lungs etc in these jars.

(Actually I’m thinking wow, they make toys like that?? Rockstar of course perks up…)

Rockstar: Lemme see. Can I have that? (Takes it from me)

Me: Oh, so now I have your attention. Because it’s some gross thing.

Rockstar: Yeah! Look at that, Little Miss! EeeeeeeEEEeee! Har har har! (Waves canopic jar at baby…)

Ok, so now I know why they have canopic jars in a pyramid play set….

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Cringeworthy Friday

1) Ilona Shwartz’ pictures of girls posing with their dolls.

This looks like Carrie or something right... (They're not all cringeworthy, I just picked the cringeworthi-est, in honor of the title.)

This looks like something from Carrie right… (They’re not all scary, I just picked the cringeworthi-est, in honor of the title.)

If one of these had been me, I’d be brandishing a Transformer. My current look is Kings’ fault because I’m actually a Very Short Hair Girl and then my mum said I have to wear some makeup if I’m going to chop my hair off. Little Miss is already making me substantially girlier and it’s… a little strange. And it’s not even like she’s very girly, right now we’re still in that charming phase of flinging balls of a certain color out of the ball pool. Today it was orange balls. Few days ago we had a bone to pick with purple balls. It’s great when you’re Queen of Your Private Ball Pool.

I’m supposed to be getting stuff for Kings to furnish an office, what d’you think, Private Ball Pool for Kings? Warhol can have a painting of a can of soup, why not? For That Tough Day At Work, When You Feel Nothing’s In Your Control. You May Fling Only Purple Balls Out Of The Pool.

2) Betcha already seen this: The “Super sexy, summertime anti-pervert full-leg-of-hair stockings, essential for all young girls going out” (translated from the Chinese). If you follow the link, you’ll know why I didn’t put a picture up here. I just…. couldn’t.

3) World Bank begins allocation of billions to help Asian countries deal with climate change. No, it’s not a fun story. Just a should-probably-be-at-least-vaguely-aware-of story. Singapore was having a haze moment, so this is kind of a sympathy link; there’s this whole squeaky clean let’s-ban-the-sale-of-chewing-gum-so-it-doesn’t-leave-that-many-gum-marks-on-our-pavements-thing and then some other annoyingly inconsiderate country messes with their air. I mean it’s like they don’t even get to sell gum and they’ve still got haze?

4) 11 Photos That Definitively Prove Math Is Really, Really Hard.

Like so. Wait for it........

Like so. Wait for it…….. There. Geddit?

Har har har.

Har har har.

HAR HAR HAR.

HAR HAR HAR.

Some were too hard. Some were a fun way to get Rockstar to look at a little math.

5) I like this one: 7 actresses who were told they were not pretty enough.

Recognize her?

Recognize her?

Or her?

Or her?

I don’t know all of them because I’m not a cool enough person, but this is here for my own reasons: there are not many inspirations I find as effective in spurring one’s self on to achieve whatever it is you might want to achieve.

One of the things Rockstar used to get was, “He’s too little to be here” (at a kids’ Bible class we once tried out outside our regular church). Kids’ll say anything right, sometimes it’s just really hard to police it, I agree. You’d think the mum would mind the comment though right, but the mum followed it by asking me something like, “Umm, how old is he?” Umm, my child can hear you. The little ears work just fine.

For awhile I would tell Rockstar he was littlest because he was youngest. But when I was pregnant with Little Miss, one day he quietly asked, “Will the baby grow to be taller than me someday?”

And so I said maybe. But not for a very, very long time, possibly by which time you would no longer care. And regardless, you will always be her older brother. And then Little Miss came, and she totally looks up to him, and so he knows it’s true.

And then I said every time it makes you angry when some kid says something like you’re too little to be in that class, kick their butt at the classwork. It is just the most satisfying, legitimate way – prove them wrong, and you need never even retort.

Hence 7 actresses. You cannot change (easily and without plastic surgery, anyways) what God has given you, but boy can you figure out a way to do the absolute best you can with the hand you’re dealt. People who say idiotic things like “you’re not pretty enough” are just doing you a favor. By painting a big fat bullseye on their behind. 

6) The Bacon Themed Wedding. Way to change the subject.

Bacon bouquet, anyone?

Til Death By Cholesterol Level Do Us Part. Bacon bouquet, anyone?

7) National Geographic’s Best Wildlife Photos 2013

Did you flinch?

Did you flinch?

Some are really, really, REALLY cute. Darn why did I have to set my title thus, this week?

8) 6 houses painted in protest.

This one led neighbors to apparently also use a little green with purple dots in sympathy.

This one led neighbors to apparently also use a little green with purple dots in sympathy.

Around now is probably when I should give up on cringeworthy because it’s The Rockstars’ turn…

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And the nerds shall rule the world. And weekend. Rockstar is showing Little Miss the pictures in the National Geographic he just had me buy at 7-11 because he was taken by the pictures of the Mars Curiosity Rover… and some planet or other blowing up on the cover. So he’s busy telling Princess something about how planets and meteorites came into being or something else to do with a planet or sun blowing up.

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Rockstarism #268 – “Hap-piness is not to do, with how the world is treat-ing you…”

Feeding time in the Rockstar household…

Little Miss: (at top volume) NNNNGGGGGGGEEEEEE

Me: (over the sound, trying to feed her) How come YOU are making that sound? You’re the one not eating! I’M the one who should get to make that sound!

Little Miss: EEEEEEEHHHHHHH

Rockstar: (Playing with Lego) Hap-piness is not to do,

With how the world is treat-ing you,

You know it’s more about, 

At-titude…

Me: ?! What did you just say?

Rockstar: It’s a new song I learnt in Music. At school.

Rockstar: E-ven when you’re feel-ing really down and grump-y,

Even when your day is going wro-ong,

Don’t let all your hap-piness be ta-ken from you, 

Hold your head up high and sing a songgg..

Me: “—” (still not sure if Rockstar is mocking me)

Little Miss: (in what I suppose passes for joining in) Neh-neh-neh-neh-neh-neh-neh

Rockstar: At-titu-ude…

Me: Are you trying to tell me there’s something wrong with my attitude?

Rockstar: Wha-at, I’m just playing with my Lego. And singing my new song… 

 

It appears…

Rockstar: (starts up again) Happ-eee-nessss…. 

Little Miss: PPPFFFFFF-

Rockstar: I-is more a-boouuutt…

Little Miss: FFFFFFFFFFFTTTTT

Rockstar: At-titu-ude…

… the Rockstar household now has some kind of anthem for oh-so-fun feedings. 

Things could be worse. Those two could’ve gone with My Humps.

See?

At-titu-ude.

And "Hap-piness". (She discovered baby slides).

And Hap-piness. (She discovered baby slides that day).

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Just Because We Felt Like It

Kings and kids. No that is not Wang Jia Sha, it was another place where Rockstar loves the vietnamese noodles - we started the weird eating time as part of Fathers Day festivity early, like the day before

Kings and kids. No that is not Wang Jia Sha, it was another place where Rockstar loves the vietnamese noodles – we started the weird eating time as part of Fathers Day festivity early, like, the day before

That’s what the actual Father’s Day “celebration” was – just hanging out, eating at weird times, napping at weird times (well, one of us is all spoiled about – get this- sleeping when she is tired – what’ll she think of next?), mall-crawling/people-watching, buying a big-*ss flat screen tv and playing hangman on the iPad while one of us naps because This Is What We Go To Haagen Dasz For, Ice Cream Incidental. (Rockstar had like, 20% of his berry-float-smoothie-thing because apparently Father’s Day is not a festive enough occasion to imbibe more of what he reluctantly ordered. Well, he ate the fruit garnish. No he does not get that from me because I don’t like fruit and rarely eat it).

Hang on. My elder child is “normal”. He eats potato chips <gloat>.

Little Miss entertaining herself at the table because she didn't like any of the stuff we were eating - when she does someday, I'll probably start with a bowl of hot water to wash off excess sauce, just til her stomach is used to it...

Little Miss entertaining herself at the table because she didn’t like any of the stuff we were eating – when she does someday, I’ll start with a bowl of hot water to wash off excess sauce, just til her stomach is used to the sauces…

And yes I know Wang Jia Sha Shanghainese has got bad reviews on Open Rice, but I booked there anyway because when you have a baby and youngish child and want to chill in HK (in itself oxymoronic), Super Duper Hot Restaurant becomes a lot less attractive when it is insanely booked up and crowded – it was a popular mall, it was Father’s Day. It’s like I’d be going so batshit crazy rushing everyone out the door to keep the appointment time (ended up moving the reso a whole hour), keeping people from bumping the high chair or the kids entertained while we wait for our table they could serve cardboard and I probably wouldn’t notice.

THIS is Wang Jia Sha. Yes Little Miss is busy entertaining herself again. Yes she is in a similar outfit (she was in bloomer-like pants the day before, and tights here - I bought two Hot Pink Tiger shirts from Zara in different sizes, one to wear as an actual tee and the other as a t-shirt dress.)

THIS is Wang Jia Sha. Yes Little Miss is busy entertaining herself again. Yes she is in a similar outfit (she was in bloomer-like pants the day before, and tights here – I bought two Hot Pink Tiger shirts from Zara in different sizes, one to wear as an actual tee and the other as a t-shirt dress.)

When we used to brainstorm with RMs over products, I would say things like, “Given current interest rate environment (and various other factors) these are the features you can afford in the structure/package” and then I realized it’s kind of the same here – think about it: You have a certain amount of time when the baby is not fussing or needing to eat or nap. You need to eat. You need to feel like you are kind of celebrating an important occasion. You need to not queue and queue and queue when you’d rather mall-crawl or play games on an iPad or buy a big-*ss tv. You need to feel halfway together by not running around too much, but you also don’t want a helper along. How do you cram as much of that in optimal combination in your “package”?

To me the “package” we were going to end up with was looking a lot like Who Cares What You Eat As Long As It’s Halfway Decent And You Have Minimal Stress? It’s supposed to be a happy occasion, not We Will Lose The Table In 5 Minutes Everybody MOVEMOVEMOVE Occasion.

We will do Super Duper Hot Restaurant when the kids are like, 20. But right now, Kings likes most Chinese food, and the obsessive-compulsive in me was all Aha! A Leafy Green I Can Easily Get Into Rockstar, Just In Case Broccoli 5 Days A Week Could Possibly Be Bad because on a good day Rockstar’ll polish off almost an entire dish of chopped up leafy greens by himself at this place, with some noodle soup thing both Mens eat…)

Little Miss brandishing a chopstick about (mostly taps it on table and various other objects or we would take it away from her in case she pokes herself)

Little Miss brandishing a chopstick (mostly taps it on table and various other objects or we would take it away from her in case she pokes herself)

…Then sleepily nibbling a rice cracker towards the end of lunch (fed her before coming out)…

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Then we went to church at 5pm. If they had children’s service at the 5 o’clock we would just always be at this one, but they already have two very active children’s services at the 9.30 and 11.30…  (And they were giving out Triple Os burger coupons with Bible verse, for the Dads!) Then after service when it was getting dark we decided on super-hot curry for dinner. Rockstar had roti prata with cheese, sardines and chickpea curry – he has been known to describe hot shrimp, chickpea or assam fish curries as “desert”. Nor-mal. Normal Is As Normal Does. Nobody Realizes That Some People Expend Tremendous Energy Merely To Be Normal. If all else fails bung a bunch quotes with the word “normal” in it and hope no one notices.

So dinner led to us staying out even longer, just because we felt like it.

6 words that imply pure luxury when you have a baby.

Just. Because. We Felt. Like It.

Oh, the decadence.

There was a zzz incident along the way...

At some point, nap happened…

Come Monday the baby’s nap times were pretty messed up (a.k.a. non-existent) which is why I had no time to write earlier, but well it was carpe diem weekend. Totally worth it.

So on Father’s Day after we wined and dined him with dishes I cannot pronounce but do a great job of ordering by pointing at pictures, Kings went shopping for a tv. It was a freaking brilliant day. Should probably do non-events to celebrate events more often.

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