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The other day, I saw a 5-yr old kid doodling on a book provided by his parents who were seated beside him on a dinning table. I was very curious of what he was drawing coz I like to see kid’s art for art sake’s expression, I think they are beautiful. So I went over and kepoh a bit la. On close observation, I saw him drawing steps and steps of stairs and some other geometrical objects. Inside my heart I was just thinking probably this little chap liked to climb stairs and got obsessed with it. I didn’t bother much la coz when I talked to him he didn’t answer me also la.

After a few minutes, the kid was showing tantrum and crying in front of everyone.

Puzzle?? The father asked: “What’s wrong?”
Boy: “The steps are not equal; I don’t know how to draw them”
Father: “aiyo, daddy help you draw, use the ruler la, and all must be equal size one, draw this one bigger, don’t make noise again.”

So the little fellow drew using ruler measuring those steps one by one.

Gosh!!! I can’t believe it. Children have the most creative energy and imagination that they should be encouraged to draw freely and expressively but not seeking approval from parents all the time. Through drawing, we parents will understand what our children think and thus guide them towards the right path but not lead them to a stiff path at the tender age of 5 or younger.

In my humble opinion, parents should not afraid that their kids will not catch up or join contest or win prizes instead they should focus on nurturing the creative ability in children. It will help them in many aspects of life not only the art realm. Please don’t kill their creativity by teaching them the wrong way, allow the artistic spontaneity in them flow.

I have just finished watching a Chinese drama called “The Gateau Affairs”. It’s a tale of cake making, love and family. Casts: Joe Ma, Myolie Wu. It’s quite an entertaining show, lots of great imaginations as well. I fell in love with Joe Ma after watching this show. I think he is so men, tall, caring and good looking. If you also like black forest cake, give it a go, you will enjoy the yummy cake display.

We attended a wedding dinner on Saturday night. I am never good at remembering names. My God, I even got the groom mother’s name wrong and to make things worst, I forgot the groom father’s name…..”errr uncle….Congratulations!” . That’s what came out from my mouth. I am so surprise that the groom called my name clearly. So” malu” but still try to act ok la. Aiyoo! After pregnancy, my memory is not 100% recuperated yet ma. *excuse, excuse, excuse*

Other than the bride’s bulging stomach, the food was really superb. The chef must be complimented for his passion, creativity and unique food/art pieces that he had showcased. Has anyone ever tasted a shark fin, sea cucumber, black chicken in a full coconut shell? Hmm…I love it; the sweetness of coconut juice blended with ingredients above is out to give eaters a tongue orgasm. My hubby emptied two coconut shells.*haha*

Apart from that, there are spring chicken with orchid flower, abalone with fresh bean sprout and lemon juice and….etc. It’s actually a Chinese restaurant in the new stretch near Eden KL opposite Jalan Imbi. I didn’t remember the English name but the Chinese name of the restaurant is “古月天”.

Chinese banquet is nice to enjoy but one got to be able to socialize too in order not to look weird. I must admit I am not good at this, perhaps I am not a good liar nor I like to showoff. Nevertheless, it was a great dinner.

Husband, wife, bb and kakah headed home tiredly but satisfied.

My hubby and I like to play punch face to show affections. I know it’s weird but trust me it’s really fun. I enjoy punching him on the face. I will punch him on his left face “Bushh..” and he will swift the whole head to the left as if he really kena pukul harshly.Then he will punch me also, I will pretend to kena punch also, sometimes we even lift our legs and start kicking.

Last night we acted and played punching happily. Here comes bb close to the father’s face. “Bushh…!” Oppss…he punched the father like how mommy punching papa. HaHaHa, being a very evil mother I call bb.

“BB, call papa and Bushh…” teaching him again to punch papa. He called papa, papa using his small little fist to punch the father “Bushh…!” He is so cute. I know it’s bad to teach bb like that, hey just play play ma, No Play No Fun.

My back is so aching after yoga last night. It was very taxing but enjoyed it very much. 2 more weeks, I am gonna stop going to my teacher for yoga. I feel a little sad. She is good just that I wanted a more convenient place to practice.

I went to Midvalley and got her a chocolate green tea moon cake (wonder how it taste like) and Jasmine green tea from purple cane for her. I want to thank her for being my yoga shi fu so serve her tea lo.

She always cracked jokes to make classes lifelier. She speaks like Taiwanese, got a pair of huge breast. Haha… I still remember once I was so sweaty and shivered during the yoga practice, she asked me why, I said “I am hungry”, so she went to her kitchen and got me a piece of chocolate. “Put in your mouth and suck”. So nice of her, let me eat chocolate during yoga session. I will remember her and if I can I would go back to her again not bcoz she gave me chocolate but for her skills & knowledge of yoga.

Talking about yoga, I practiced pregnancy yoga while I was having my first baby. It was so rewarding coz it shocked a lot of people even my gynae said that it was fast for the first baby. I had contraction at about 5am and reached hospital at 7am, by 9:58am bb was out already, natural birth some more. Not bad ah…*hehehe*.

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Bb: po po…..pleee….there….. *point point to the dining table*

Grandma: What do you want darling?

Bb: blow blow his mouth……there……

Grandma: Oh…you want to test glucose also ah? Painful oh….are you sure?

Bb: ya….*blow his mouth* ……mimic the painful experience.

So Grandma passed bb the Accu-Check device and pretended to prick him with the needle on the Soft-Clix and hold his finger to put his blood (bluff bluff him, no blood one) on the strip to test glucose level. He was not satisfied because there was no blood. He went thru the whole process again and again with his grandma until the phone rang and I told him Papa calling then only he stopped to leave the table.

OMG! Hope he won’t be obsessed with these things and definitely not turning to a diabetic. He is a little mimic devil!

Accu-Check device and Soft Clix- A home blood glucose level testing kit.

On the way to my beads design class, I got stuck in the lift. Wah lou eh…. Me again, so lucky ah…*sarcastic* but calm after all it is a small lift. Oh no…. small lift? The oxygen will run out quick… start to panic a bit.

Press bell….Ring, ring ring…………………..press microphone to talk….press press damn hard….bloody no reply. Ring……ring…….ring………Getting sweaty a bit……took out my hp…wah sai, got line……..*Mxxis*…call my class mate……

Felly: “Hello…where are you?”

Ally: “I am stuck in the lift”

Felly: “Oh…you are in the lift”

Ally: “Errr….No, I am stuck in the lift la, can u ask someone to come rescue me???” damn anxious already.

Felly: “Oh, stuck in the lift…..okokok…hung up”

3 minutes later…….

I saw a Big hand force open the lift door, I saw bright lights and Supermen……prince charming…. Oh…….

”Ally….are you ok? Sorry ”

Awaken, oh…Shi fu chai- my master/ teacher “It’s you…..thank you! thank you! Scare the hell out of me”.

Hehe….his action was like supermen, the only difference is he didn’t wear his underwear outside.

Lucky! Lucky! Everything is fine now; manage to attend the second class.

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Lesson 2:

Instructor: one 20 odd year-old handsome young men

Students: One married, one single women, one interior designer, one doctor

Venue: PJ

Tutorial: Pearl and Glass beads necklace

Tools: Cutter, Round Nose Plier, Flat Nose Plier

Components: Nylon beading thread, artificial pearls, glass beads, knot covers, jump rings, crimp beads, lobster clasp.