Nostalgia

On Sunday, enroute to West Coast Park, Hubby suddenly made a turn into my old university. He brought us to the meeting point that he and me first arranged to meet for our very first date, and related the entire story to Big Bee! She was fascinated and asked "Was I born yet?" Haha. We brought the Bees around the places I (and we!) used to hang out - the Central Library, the Forum, the carpark where Hubby used to park whenever he came by to meet me. We also passed by a couple of lecture theatres where I used to attend classes.

Standing at the Forum, seeing the students mugging away for their exams, assimilating the quiet tranquillity of flipping pages and hushed whispers, Hubby and I were immersed in a lavish cocoon of nostalgia. 16 years ago, we had our first date on those steps. And 16 years later, we brought our 2 offsprings back to the very same steps. 16 years...which seemed almost like a mere whisper in the vaults of our memories, for it seemed like only yesterday that I just met him there. Time flies indeed.

Christmas Spirit In The Air

The city is swiftly transforming into a festive wonderland, with ubiquitous twinkly fairy lights and dazzling Christmas trees overladen with sparkling balls and ornaments. The holiday atmosphere is uplifting, despite this year's Christmas being caught in the eye of the financial storm. The magic is descending, imminent and near.

This is everyone's favourite time of the year. To immerse ourselves into the merrymaking and festivities, Hubby and I put up our four-year-old Christmas tree on Monday, garnering the help of the Bees. We decided to change our Christmas tree theme this year from our "Gold Stars" theme the years before to a "Silver Baubles" one. Still trying to complete that look!

The 2 girls were so excited and hardworking, furrowing their brows trying to find the best spots to hang all the pretty, shiny baubles. Unfortunately, due to their height, most of the nicest ornaments are concentrated towards the lower half of the tree!

"Project Baubles" - all seriousness and no play!


A family affair - everyone chipping in

We also went to The Verge (used to be Tekka Mall) today, trying to purchase more ornaments to dress up our tree. Oh my goodness - the different shops selling Christmas trees and ornaments there definitely put those Christmas trim shops in Orchard Road department stores to shame! I had never seen such overpowering and staggering displays of breathtaking Christmas decorations! Made me feel like I am in Yuletide Wonderland!
The kids and Papa - overwhelmed!

Moments of Joy

After a hard day's work where you had to put up with your demanding, fussy boss and your pouting staff, you came down, exhausted and fatigued, to Hubby's car. You saw the infectious grin on Hubby's face, and 50% of your stress slowly melted away. You got into the car, and heard the new Christmas CD that he purchased just hours ago, blasting away in joy and merriment, cheery Christmas carols reverberating through the car and through your being. And all your stress evaporated into thin air.

You came home, stepped through the door, to be greeted with excited and exuberant squeals from 2 little girls. The little one stretching out her arms and running away at the last minute in pure cheek. The big one, beaming, jumping up and down in exhilaration. And you feel life is wonderful.

Thank goodness for little moments of happiness. Little moments that are monumental pivots for our sanity.

Rebirth At Dawn

This morning, Hubby and I woke up at 5.45am, unable to sleep on, inveigled by the cool fresh air outside our bedroom window, and decided to go out for an early morning jaunt!

By the time we left the house at 6.30am, the sky was swiftly transforming from raven black to a stirring mauve. We ate prata near the Botanic Gardens, and were invigorated by the crisp, sharp, rejuvenating early morning air. Our senses were heightened, our energy levels were uplifted and our minds were highly alert. It was a fantastic time for us to chat quietly, seeing the empty roads slowly filling up with cars, observing bleary-eyed passers-by on their morning walks or jogs, spotting school children with heavy bags going to school.

We even had time to take a brief stroll around the verdant Botanic Gardens, breathing in the clear, pure air, letting it fill our lungs with untainted, sparkling oxygen! It was a fabulous way for us to bond before the hectic activities of the day suck us into its vortex. It is a peaceful time for reflection, allowing us to understand that we are but little chess pieces in a gigantic cosmos of planet earth with painfully beautiful speckles of nature that is re-awakening to the cyclical phenomenon of the rising sun. Such beauty indeed.

I am glad that waking up real early will be a routine starting from next year with Big Bee's entry to primary school :)

The Final Hurdle

Today was the last activity of the "busy" period for Big Bee which started from my birthday (because she had to slog to make my birthday card!) all the way through her graduation concert, her primary one orientation and today, her Primary grade ballet exam that she had been gearing towards for the past 4 months.

Unlike last year when we were so anxious, this year, we took things easy before the ballet exam, probably because the major milestone of her graduation concert was over! She was also not as nervous as last year, and I am glad to see her coping with stress really well.

She was in the pink team, and had to perform a little dance on top of showcasing her ballet techniques to a Mrs Tilley from the Commonwealth Society of Teachers of Dancing (CSTD).

We had to leave her in the good hands of her ballet teacher who transformed her hair into an elegant ballerina bun. Wonderfully, Little Bee fell asleep in the pram, so Hubby and I took the opportunity to go for a foot reflexology session which ended dramatically with Little Bee waking up in an unfamiliar environment and wailing for us at the top of her voice!

Big Bee came out of her exams, her face relaxed and relieved. I told her she deserved a fantastic break after these 4 consecutive days of working so hard!

A New Chapter

This weekend is a hectic one for us. Last night was Big Bee's grand adieu from the carefree world of kindergarten. Today was her stressful (at least to us parents!) initiation into the world of primary school, where she will begin her journey of serious academic studies. This is where she will step into the rigid world of meritocracy that gave so many of us undue stress in the past. (I hope she will not understand what I wrote when she reads this! Shh...)

If you ask me, I would rather she remains our little innocent girl forever. Our girl who plays and giggles in the blithe, untroubled world of preschool. Hence, today is a day that I approach with much trepidation.

The weather played its part. It was weeping sheets of grey sombre rain when we drove into her primary school. For once, Hubby was more excited about the orientation than me! I just want to make sure she settled in comfortably with her new friends. And of course, I am thankful she got into the primary school that we wanted.

The parents sat through a talk with the bubbly principal while our girls played with their new friends. Plenty of rules to abide by. Early hours of schooling at 7.20am all the way to 1.30pm *groan* Long hours. Strict dress codes (no more pink shoes, vibrant socks or colourful hairbands, sob). It's not just her school. It is the nation-wide code of formal education.

Big Bee (in pink top and silver hairband) in her new classroom with her new friends

We jostled with many other parents to buy her uniforms and books (goodness, there are a lot of books, argh!) amidst handling a cranky Little Bee who had to stay throughout the talks and queues with us, poor baby! But I was so glad to finally fetch Big Bee from her new friends. Because I saw that she is smiling, colouring a picture, grinning with her old friends from kindergarten, unaware of her new imminent path.

At home, when unpacking her mountainload of books, she asked me why there are so many books for primary school. She also lamented that "there are no toys in the classroom!" I took the opportunity to tell her that life will be different in primary school. She has to behave like a little adult. And she will have a lot more work to do. And she will have to wake up at 6.30am every day.
At home checking through her new books, with Little Bee joining in like she is going into primary one as well!

I hope she can rise to the challenge! Welcome to the world of academia...

The End Of An Era

Today is THE DAY. The day that Big Bee, her teachers and her classmates slogged for months. The day that she will cross the threshold of her current chapter into another brand new one. The day that will signify the end of her pre-school era.

Yes, today is Big Bee's graduation night. The mega graduation concert that will display the culmination of 4 years of nurturing, the metamorphosis of our preschool children from the shy and clingy Nursery One toddlers to that of confident, eloquent and independent Kindergardeners.

And indeed, the concert is a glowing spectacle - of the K2 kids' strong, articulate selves, of their confident, on-stage presence, of their bold, ringing voices.

The opening act, The Amazing Earth. All the kids are different types of animals in a forest.

Big Bee had a significant speaking role in the opening act. Mithalina and her were the narrators of the play, and it was amazing at the amount of script that they can sprout out effortlessly. She also introduced the closing act, and our parental hearts swelled with pride, seeing our daughter, who used to be somewhat shy and reserved, speaking with a lucid voice and gestulating with fearless courage in front of 380 parents.

Big Bee and Mithalina, the forest fairies, also the narrators of the play

Her form teacher called me just days before the concert, telling me that she highly depended on Big Bee to replace any of the young actors, as she managed to memorise everyone's scripts as well! And amazingly, she told me that Big Bee volunteered herself for the protagonist role of narrator, with the majority of the lines in the play.

I was dumbfounded. For my girl used to be a timid, bashful toddler who was well known in her pre-school for crying due to immense separation anxiety. Now, she had blossomed into a "responsible leader", in her teacher's own words, a student whom the teachers rely on, who never think twice of volunteering to help the teachers or her peers, who is outspoken and at ease with public speaking.

Which is why I will see Big Bee's exit from her pre-school with bittersweet heartache. For the teachers there played a fundamental role in helping her shape her personality in these crucial early years. With their warmth and nurturing, each of her teachers in the 4 years she had been there had contributed significantly to who she is right now. And I am so thankful to them. And looking forward to more of their transformative education in Little Bee.

Selena, Big Bee's form teacher. She is a sprightly, humorous and charismatic woman!

Zhang Lao Shi, Big Bee's Chinese teacher, who is highly dramatic and never failed to drill the love of Chinese culture into the kids.

More photos below. I don't usually feature so many photos, but I think Big Bee will be happy to see so many photos of her friends on her special night.

Guest of honour Little Bee striding in to watch her jie-jie perform!

With Mithalina, her 2nd best friend.

With Rachael, her 1st best friend

With Wen Li, her ex-best friend (because she went to a different session)

With her biggest fans, the grannies!

Another Year Older

Birthdays are a lot more meaningful not with expensive presents or indulgent meals, but with simple, straight-from-the-heart and self-made creations like what Big Bee gave as her birthday present for me :)

And also my first present at 12.15am last night - a warm angpow from Mum who told me "35 years ago, I was in terrible labour giving birth to you!" Her statement reminded me that motherhood is a lifelong process of remembering the trials we went through - no matter how grown-up our children are. We will be forever the little bawling infant to our parents.

Big Bee slogged through this morning making the card after realising she has not enough money to buy Mummy any present!

I was also very touched by Hubby's efforts to make my birthday a special one. A nice dinner in an alfresco setting with a magnificent red sunset. A beautiful bouquet of lilies as a surprise in the office. And an adorable cake selected by Big Bee and Hubby last week.

When I asked Big Bee last week where Papa and her went to, she looked guilty and blurted out "I cannot tell you what type of cake I chose for you!" Papa nearly fainted as the cake was meant as a surprise. Kids are so innocent!

Plus the look of sweet delight on Little Bee's face, singing the birthday song loudly, clapping her hands zealously and blowing at my (many) candles with her jie-jie and me furiously.

I am so looking forward to 364 days later :)

A Thousand Splendid Suns

Hubby and I have a new bedtime companion in the form of an Afghan man - Khaled Hosseini. We are both enraptured and bewitched by his 2 books. Hubby is now enthralled with The Kite Runner, while I had just completed A Thousand Splendid Suns, a magnificant tale of the plight of women in Afghanistan, a novel of strong wills, powerful emotions and courageous resilience. It made me weep 3 times, the highest number of times a book can make me cry other than my singular sniffling while reading Angela's Ashes.

It made me count my blessings as a woman born in Singapore. It made me proud that I am a woman, a gender genetically infused with paramount resilience, stalwart tenacity, tender grace and boundless love. It made me gaze at my daughters with fierce devotion, silently thanking whoever that determined their destinies so that they are born into this society and not into any societies that belittle the powerful influence of women. For without women, without our warm wombs and gentle nurturing, there can never be men in this world. Yet, in many countries, women are not given the respect that we so deserve.

Hosseini writes with searing intelligence using words that are resonant with intense emotions, rich with texture. It is almost as if we are standing right in the scenes of action, staring at everything in live-action brilliance. His words, enveloped and wrapped in vivacity, made my mind stagger with overwhelming amazement. A must-read for everyone, women or men!

Gastronomical Experiences

This long weekend was really superb - plenty of quality bonding albeit infused with lots of energy-draining activities with the 2 hyper girls.

Inspired by some blogging mothers who make gorgeous bento sets, I tried making the usual boring breakfast bread more exciting by cutting the bread into shapes and alphabets. The Bees love them! It was a big hit with them, especially Little Bee, who gobbled up 2 buttered slices of bread shaped in a flower and various alphabets, with her gleefully naming the alphabets before she opened her little mouth to devour them up! Big Bee, who usually needs more encouragement to eat (unlike her insatiable sister), ate up the carrot-shaped bread in record time!

This weekend was a plethora of dining experiences, ranging from a cosy dinner in the courtyard of a charming Italian restaurant where the kids can watch the chefs making pizzas, to a lazy breakfast with my friends in an intimate alfresco setting and also a trip to a sweltering hawker centre. I am slowly introducing the Bees to hawker centres, so they will not be too princessy and mind the heat and the dirtier-than-restaurant conditions. This time, Big Bee wolfed down a whole bowl of Mee Soto and many sticks of satay! She is usually very squeamish about hawker centres but that night, she loved it. Little Bee was oblivious to the heat and houseflies so long as there was food of any kind around her.

Here's my little conversational exchange with Big Bee as we were walking back to the car after dinner that I found so amusing:

Big Bee: "Mummy, you mean that was my dinner??"

Mummy: "Yes, why?"

Big Bee: "It's so YUMMY! It's like eating snacks!"

Mummy: "What's your favourite food just now?"

Big Bee: "I LURRRVVED the mee soto, especially the SOUP! Mmmm..."

Mummy: "I told you hawker food is delicious..."

Big Bee: "And Mummy, Mummy, I had dinner in a hawker centre. There's no air con, and it's not even HOT!"

Mummy: "So now you like hawker centres?"

Big Bee: "YES! The food is so YUMMY!"

It was a big milestone for Big Bee because in the past, we literally had to struggle with princess her just to go to cleaner kopitiams. I am glad she shed off her princessy inhibitions now :)

Fellowship Of Big Kids

Little Bee has finally been indoctrinated into the privileged ring of big kids. The "weekend gang" of Big Bee, Eugene and Claire had gradually accepted her into their tight circle of alliance. For the past 21 months of her life, she was pointedly ignored by the trio of them whenever we meet, sitting on my lap, carried by me, or in a baby chair beside me. This month, I saw a grudging and curious attention awarded to her, with her joining them in their active after-dinner frolics, laughing with them, interacting with them. Truly in their league!

Little Bee overwhelmed by all the attention on her, especially Claire who is extremely attached to her! Big Bee and Eugene look somewhat like parents here huh?!

This evening, after dinner at Pepperoni's, she joined them with minimal supervision from Hubby and me, playfully jesting about with them, much to Big Bee's amusement.

After dinner, while watching a B-grade action flick "Dragon Wars" with the adults and Eugene at our place (Big Bee and Claire were holed up in the bedroom playing girlie games), she gamely sat near Eugene nearest to the screen watching snarling dragons snapping up human heads. It was a thrilling movie with sudden appearances of ravenous dragons. I tried removing her from the living room for fear of nightmares, but stubborn her simply refused to, preferring to stare at dragon-slayers rather than play with the girls. I told her to cover her eyes if she was frightened and true enough, during some gruesome parts, she really covered her eyes with one little hand! Looked really cute and hilarious! Eventually, she allowed me to carry her into the bedroom, into the safe and cosy sanctuary with Big Bee and Claire dressing up a giant unicorn soft toy.

Looks like I won't have a little one sitting on my lap during these weekend sessions anymore :(

Underwater Theme

By request of Big Bee, I had to feature these 2 doodles of my girls.

The first one was by Little Bee, who doodled diligently by herself, focusing in silent concentration in one corner, before we heard her clapping to herself, saying "yeah" and then proudly showing her masterpiece, not to me, but to her jie-jie first. Proud jie-jie pounced on it like some art collector finding her long-lost antique artpiece, proclaiming excitedly to me that Little Bee drew a stingray and a pufferfish. Hmm, blur Mummy could not exactly see the resemblance, but since Big Bee had named the painting already, I had to agree and cheered Little Bee on boisterously. Little Bee was grinning from cheek to cheek, but I am sure she did not know that she had drawn a stingray and a pufferfish!

"Happy Stingray and Unshaven Pufferfish" by Little Bee (she was trying to draw a nice mouth for poor Pufferfish, hence, the array of lines there)

Inspired by her mei-mei, Big Bee wanted to draw a similar underwater theme. In a wink of an eye, she completed the below drawing of a pleasant underwater scene, full of her favourite sea creatures. And she immediately told me to snap photos of their artwork and post on our blog!

"A Busy Sea" depicted by Big Bee, filled with jellyfishes, unnamed fishes, turtles and a dolphin

I am glad my 2 daughters are showing their potential strengths in teamwork and coordination!

My Little Horse Whisperer

Big Bee is a fervent lover of horses. So, you will find in her toy collection all things horses - from soft toys to little horse models to horse board games to books! Whew!

Which is why her favourite activity is every Sunday's riding class. Being so upclose and personal with some of her favourite horses for almost a year, she had finally progressed to cantering last Sunday, the 3rd of the 4 Horse Gaits. Hubby and I were infused with joy and pride as we see her pacing atop Peanut the pony at medium speed, her face filled with a medley of expressions as Peanut picked up speed - from vacillating, consternation to exhilaration and relief when she did not fall off the horse! She told me "Mummy, I was so frightened because it feels like I am falling off Peanut!"

She is turning browner with all these outdoor exertions, but I want her to grow up, full of life, hair free in the wind, loving the great outdoors, relishing the omnipresent sunshine!

Here are some of her favourite horses:

Big Bee's favourite pure white horse: Jasmine

Peanut, the "power" horse that can canter at top speed at the slightest nudge!

It's Mine!

Little Bee is beginning to acquire a new perspective in life - that certain things (or rather, everything that she so desires) is hers! The perspective of possession.

These days, her favourite mantra is "No, no! Mine!" or "Peeeaaase! ("Please" in toddler language) Miiiinnnnneeee!" followed by a loud squeal, tearless tantrums or a persistent (and I mean seriously unrelenting) grip onto whatever object caught her fancy. I never have the strength or assiduity to take anything from her.

Many parents told me that the 2nd child is always the more assertive, aggressive or guileful one, and I could not agree more. Perhaps the 2nd child grows up seeing one strong competitor in the form of their sibling always around constantly, and that is a threat to their survival (instinctively, that is). SO, it is the primitive "fight or flee" instinct that is guiding them on.

Whenever Little Bee sees her jie-jie having something, she must insist on getting it. Big Bee is usually maganimous enough to pass her whatever she wants. But the moment jie-jie focuses her attention on another activity or thing, Little Bee would want that thing again. I guess it's the age-old sibling rivalry at work!

I had been telling them the concept of sharing. Sometimes, it is heartwarming to see the both of them quietly and contentedly playing side by side, like during our Playdoh sessions or snack time. Though recently, I had been trying to break up quite a fair number of heated catfights, I must say!

The girls sharing a cup of cereals during tea yesterday, though I do feel the bowl is a wee bit closer to Little Bee's lap ;)

It Takes Two To Clap

I had been very under the weather for the past 4 days due to a severe cold and I must thank Hubby for helping out a lot over the weekend. Although I still have to tend to the usual child-caring duties like feeding, bathing and teaching, he was kind enough to cook dinner for us and to put both of them to bed every night, which left me with precious time to recuperate before the night duty strikes again. Till now, Little Bee still wakes up once at night for milk, in between many angst-filled thrashes - no doubt nightmares due to her overly stimulated mind in the day. And Big Bee will enter into her usual sneezing routine at least once in the middle of the night, due to her sensitive nose. So, my nights are usually 5-6 hours of interrupted sleep! But I guess the constant lack of sleep is one of the inevitable yet fulfilling pebbles along the inexorable path of motherhood!

It really takes two to clap in this parenting routine. One down, the other helps out. Thank you, Papa!

Enchanted

This was what got both my princesses enchanted last Sunday night. Hubby and I were singing merrily along, to songs that we had loved and sang since we were at Big Bee's age. And now, they are sharing the melodious vocals of Julie Andrews, our whole family immersed in a euphonic cocoon of make-believe, happily-ever-afters, endless sweet songs and zestful joy! The two girls, especially Big Bee, who knew some of the songs, were also humming and singing to those beloved tunes.

The two Bees were also captivated by the Disney feel-good musical fairy-tale, Enchanted, both their eyes large and besotted by the happy songs and vibrant dance moves. And whenever I played my favourite scene from Phantom Of The Opera, the scene where Emmy Rossum sang "Think Of Me" as Christine Daae, Big Bee and Little Bee will also sing along with me in their soprano voices! How amusing.

And we, Hubby and I, were utterly charmed by this! Mamma Mia, the movical - or musical turned movie. Those catchy ABBA tunes transported us to another world, another time. I can see people in the audience tapping their feet and hands. And everyone emerging from the cinema thereafter with an added spring in their jaunts and brighter smiles.

Ah! The delightful diversion of movies. Instilling in us the willing suspension of disbelief and cynicism.

The Tooth Fairy Hath Cometh

Right after Little Bee's PD visit, the girls and I had lunch in town and then adjourned to a dentist. Yes! It's Big Bee's first visit to a dentist. I had been fretting over this for days, remembering all the past nightmares of a little screaming Big Bee in front of doctors, worrying if she will cry, if she will act up at the dentist. She had to have her lower tooth extracted because the new tooth is growing out in a slanted fashion.

Really, all these fears were allayed the moment we stepped into the dentist's. Big Bee admitted to me she was very frightened and nervous, but she went about playing with her little sister, in the hopes of distracting herself. Very wise tactic.

Soon, it was her turn to be on the dentist's chair! Dr Elizabeth Tan is an excellent pedadontist. She started chatting with Big Bee who responded to each of her questions like a gallant little soldier. Upon discovering that it was Big Bee's first visit to the dentist, she took out a Barney story book and took her time explaining every single procedure and strange-looking dental equipment in the room. Big Bee cheered up right away.

As Dr Tan went about tinkering through her equipment, she explained each step in kiddy language, so Big Bee could understand her perfectly. As she was putting on the local anaesthetic cream onto Big Bee's lower gum, she told Big Bee that this was a cream that will make her tooth "go to sleep". She also counted all the teeth in Big Bee's mouth (she has 20 teeth in all!), and as she was injecting a HUGE needle into her mouth, she told Big Bee that she was just going to insert a needle and will be counting to ten. Clever way of distracting the kid, because Big Bee told me she only remembered the counting and claimed she did not even notice the gigantic needle!

Finally, after polishing her teeth, she told Big Bee that she was going to perform a "rock and roll" so her loose tooth can come out!

My heart was bursting with pride as I gazed at brave Big Bee, who was gamely nodding and chatting so cheerily with Dr Tan and the nurses. She had indeed come a long way from the hysterical toddler in front of doctors. Dr Tan told me that she was very impressed by Big Bee, especially since this was a first visit. And the nurses kept giving me the thumbs-up and praised Big Bee incessantly after the ordeal.

As for Big Bee, she told me she enjoyed the experience and was not frightened at all, although she did panick slightly when her lower lip became numb after the injection - a totally new sensation to her.

At night, we read a storybook titled "Tooth Fairy", filled with fabulous adventures of a boy and his sister in the land of the Tooth Fairy. Big Bee kept wondering if the Tooth Fairy is a myth or reality. I told her to test the theory by putting her extracted little milk tooth underneath her pillow when she slept.

Guess what? The next morning, she woke me up excitedly at 7am just to show me ecstatically a package under her pillow. A package with a little pearl bracelet, Pooh badge and 2 golden $1 coins. And her milk tooth? It was nowhere to be found... :)

Little Amazonian At The Doctor's

Yesterday, I brought Little Bee to the pediatrician for her long overdue jabs. She was scheduled to take the usual DPT booster, followed by the final pneumoccocal vaccinations. When it was Little Bee's turn to go in, Big Bee decided to stay outside the doctor's room because she was frightened of the injections!

Little Bee waved and said a soft, shy "hi" to Dr Ee in the room. She sat there nicely while he was doing all the checks on her. This was so different from Big Bee when she was a toddler last time - she would scream and cry the moment she set her eyes on any doctor! But shh, I shan't elaborate more lest Big Bee reads about this ;)

When it was time for the injections, Little Bee laid down happily (because I just stuffed 2 sweets into each hand). The first injection shot straight into her left thigh. A look of surprise filled her face, followed by curiosity at the feeling of the pain, I guess. Both Dr Ee and I were very shocked that not a single cry was uttered, nor were there any signs of tears!

The second injection on her right thigh followed immediately after. This time, she looked stunned, her eyes large and round, probably wondering why was she getting these painful stings one after the other, poor baby! Then, she delivered a loud and irritated "OWWWW", screwed up her little face and started crying - just a wee little bit - until I told her I was going to open the wrapper of her sweet. Immediately, her wide open mouth closed in a snap, her sprinkling of tears withdrew back into her eyes and she looked at the sweet eagerly. After chewing on a small piece of sweet, she grinned and waved at the doctor. Dr Ee was pretty amused at how easily pacified Little Bee could be - with any kind of food!

Yes, that's my Little Bee. A food lover through and through!

Little Bee at lunchtime

Squishy Squashy

This morning, the 3 Powerpuff Girls (starring Mummy as Blossom, Big Bee as Bubbles and Little Bee as Buttercup - all determined by casting director Big Bee) indulged once again in our favourite Playdoh.

We created meals of steaks and vegetables, pizzas and cakes. I made a little birthday cake for Little Bee and the moment she saw the completed 2-tiered creation, she started singing an incomprehensible birthday song, clapping her hands and blowing on the inextinguishable candles persistently! Big Bee and me were tickled.

Little Bee clapping her hands and singing a loud birthday song to herself

1-2-3, blow! Eh, I wonder why the flame does not go off from the candles!?

Little Bee's Playdoh birthday cake

On the other hand, after Big Bee perfected her masterpiece, she immediately turned to me and asked me if she can post a photo of her cake in our blog. Yes, our girl had been reading our (and others'!) blog regularly and today, she requested to post an entry by herself!

So, here it is, written entirely by Big Bee, with only minimal spelling help from Mummy :)

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This morning, I played Playdoh with Mummy and mei-mei. I made this wonderful cake. Mummy helped to make the candles. The Playdoh was soft so it was hard to make the cake. There was a number 7 on the cake because I am going to be 7 years old next year.

Big Bee's confectionary masterpiece!

Proud chef ;)

Scribbling

Every night when I revised Big Bee's school work, Little Bee will be very eager to join us. So, all 3 of us will be huddled at Big Bee's cramped, kid-sized desk, and I will be very busy trying to teach Big Bee while entertaining Little Bee simultaneously.

Little Bee is starting to recognise some letters of the alphabet as well as numbers, though she still can't write anything other than "I" and "O". To my amazement, last night, in the midst of her usual doodling of circles and faces, she scribbled an "A" beside her favourite letter "O"! My mom and I were astounded and rather excited. But I do think it was a fluke case...because after that, no matter how much we cajoled her, she could not replicate another "A", ha!
She is starting to be more imaginative when drawing her favourite faces, adding in hair and eyebrows when we asked her to. Last night, she drew a sad face for the first time, hmph :(