Allyfeel

Sunday had been a fun day for bb and me. Hubby brought us to Time Square’s indoor Cosmo’s theme park. According to Guinness Book of Record, it’s the largest indoor theme park in Malaysia. It was huge and there were crowds gathered around to see people in the roller coaster screaming wildly. It was an energetic surroundings with many stalls selling food, idol posters, hand wax craft service, bags, toys and…etc

Bb was excited looking at the spectacular scenes but holding on tight to me and patted his chest once in a while to indicate he was scared. We went one floor up to Kids zone. Hubby paid RM75 for admittance. Bb is FREE as he is still under 3 years old.

We put on a tag and walked into the entrance. Whao! Very nice! Bb opened his eyes big big. It’s so colorful. It looked like a small little sweet town that filled with busses, train, ship, playground, cars, insects, flowers, large fruits, vegetables, grass, aliens and little people. We hopped right into the merry go round. We didn’t choose those flying bees, horses, and chickens, as bb was not quite use to the new environment yet. So we all sat inside a turning teacup. We went merry go round and round for many rounds. Luckily we never experience pening kepala.

Then we proceeded to travel the entire town by train. We went thru two dark tunnels; one with glowing fishes above the ceiling and on both sides of the wall, the other with loads of spider webs. BB was amazed with his glowing blouse button as well. Bb was behaving extremely quiet.

So I ask: “bb, do you want to ride that flying Bee?” Bb patted his chest again, scared.

Hubby said: “How come you are so scared-y cat one?”

Mommy said: “He definitely didn’t get it from me, I did bungee jump before. It must be from you la papa, scared-y cat…”

Hubby: “Your head la”

Mommy: “My head is here…hehehehe”

Hearing the statement, bb pointed to his head, hahahaha.

“Oh clever boy, that’s your head,” I said.

“Can mommy ride that crazy bus with you bb?”

Bb, “CAN”…

Bb was very active as usual at MIL house. But yesterday he fell in front of the main gate when trying to answer the maid’s called from the neighbor. It caused him to have deep red scratch on his elbow and knee. It looks like 3 lines of cat’s claw scratch. But the brave boy didn’t cry. He continued playing as usual. By the time I saw him, it was in the evening. It has formed a thin layer of dry and deep red skin. The maid said sorry to me as it was her duty to look after him even MIL is around. I said ok, just be more careful next time. Well, I think its part of growing up for kids to have such accident. I didn’t make a fuss out of it la.

He was as happy as usual despite having those red marks on his hands and knee. He kicked balls, tossed it to the goal basket, running around, playing with my hand phone watching his favorite movie which I captured for him when we went out sometime. He loves looking at them everyday. I think he is a bit vain, he loves looking at his own photos and himself in the mirror. Perhaps he is proud of his own appearance.

After dinner, he will automatically help his kakah to fold his mattress which was in the hall and put them away to the guest room. Then, proceeded to kiss and hug both MIL and FIL and his favorite yeye (SIL). After all the good night gestures, he picked up his security blanket, his favorite baby doll and headed home with me in my car. He had a phobia earlier when I left him alone in his father’s car. The maid was putting on some cloths at the back of the car while the thunder and lightning strike. He was frighten and cried so hard. From that day onwards, he refuses to sit in the father’s car unless I am in. I guess he needs some time to grow out of that fear.

When we reach home, usually he would have fallen asleep but not yesterday. When I put him in the bed and slept with him, he wants to play naming game. He pointed his finger to my nose and I said nose. And I pointed back to his mouth; he said mouth while sucking his water. He is able to mumble with his tongue underneath the bottle’s nipple. It’s quite cute one when he talked like that. Don’t know how we play and play tickling, I tricked him by pretending to sleep then tickle him again, he laughed non stop. I know I shouldn’t have done that but it was fun. I did it again. This time the little fellow tried to revenge, he tricked me back by scratching my forehead with his right hand while pretending to rest flat.

“Ouch!…bb don’t scratch mommy, it’s painful one you know”. I don’t think he knows, after a while he did it again, this time he scratched my nose bridge near to my left eye. “Oucchhh!!!!” I jumped up from the bed. “doink” It was really hurtful, I touched it with my index finger and I saw blood stain. Shit! It was really red and painful. I got so angry and hit his palm to warn him. He laughed. Oh boy, the fire was burning inside me. I smacked his backside real hard until he burst out crying in pain. Hubby came in to see what happened. I asked to take him away. I had an embossed 8mm long scratch and another 5mm maroon red patch beside my nose bridge. Die liao, I have turned from a pretty mommy to a pirate mommy whom has scar- like face.

The poor boy cried non stop and still wanted me to carry him. He knew he has made a huge mistake and I was very angry. I refused to carry him until hubby told him, “BB say sorry to mommy”. He was very quiet with tears all over his face. I said, “you said sorry first then mommy sayang you” He kept quiet again. Ok you follow mommy say “sooooory”, he said it eventually. I kissed, hugged him tight and told him not to repeat the action again. After a while, he fell asleep on my chest.

Oh poor boy! He is so tiny yet need to learn so many growing up things. Kesian boy, what a day for him. I stroked his hair and face many times after he slept, guilty of what I did.

Bb is very flexible with his body, when he throws tantrum, he can bend his back like how yoga expert bend them. When he is angry, I always tease him, “uh..uh….u doing yoga ah, bb?” while holding his back and make his head touch the floor. Then he will mix laughing with crying, don’t know which is which. Hehe…

The other day when we visited the Sony fiesta in KLCC convention centre, bb saw an uncle demonstrating yoga moves, and he actually imitated lifting his leg with one hand in front of everyone. Kekekeke….very funny, bb made mommy laugh non stop.

Last night, I showed bb how to lift up one leg sitting down and moved my foot to touch my face. “Bb, try this, can you do it?” He didn’t try, instead he tried to instruct and pull my leg above to reach my shoulder. “Whao, you want to be mommy’s instructor ar bb?”

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When it comes to work, I have my own principles that rule my thinking. I want to understand say a product thoroughly and do as much extensive research as possible to stimulate myself before coming out with something really good or meaningful. My husband disagrees with me. He told me that, when you need to put up meals on the dinning table, you make do with what you have. In the competitions with time and resources, you have to be flexible. Whatever it is the client required, you always say yes you can do and then find solutions for it if you don’t have yet.

To be frank, even though I find it hard to work like that at first but on 2nd thought, what he said is quite true. It’s not easy, but I will still try my best to help in whichever way I can. Feeling a bit down today, like chewing papaya’s seed……yuck!… ptuuui!!!

I was just wondering how many of us Malaysian housewives recycle products that we have used? Most of us will think, aiyooo…. so leceh la, no need to separate la, just throw in the rubbish bin will do. Initially I was like that too when my hubby told me that. He said the rubbish men will separate them one la. But my gut feeling told me that they won’t. So I started to separate them myself, first, those soft drink cans in one plastic bag, then used glass like chicken essence, milk powder tin, plastics in another. Unfortunately, I became slack as time pass by. Never border la…I thought.

But few months back, I got to know a recycle program put up by Tzu-Chi Malaysia. A member, kind lady explained to me that all recycled goods that they collected will be sold to contractors for recycling. The money will be used for charity.

Fuiyoh… not bad le, can protect the environment and do charity at the same time with some rubbish that I will throw away anyway, I thought. Then me and my mission started few months back. I kept all my aluminum cans, milk powder tin, glass, sauce bottles, plastics, paper boxes, detergent containers and etc…

After a few months, finally last Sunday, I drove to BP petrol station in SS2 PJ (they are just right beside BP petrol station facing the main road). I gave them all away to Tzu-Chi. It was a rainy morning, but members of Tzu-Chi dressed in blue T-shirt and white pants with their raincoat working diligently digging and separating rubbish that were drove to them. It was like a mini rubbish city. They had lorry and big bin to segregate them accordingly. I feel so good after doing this recycling activity. I would like to urge everyone to do the same too if I have a chance. Save the resources, recycle to reduce the volume of rubbish produced and make the vicinity a better place.

Buddhist Tzu-Chi Merit Society Malaysia (KL centre) organize recycling activity every third Sunday of the month.
Time: From 8:00am to 11:00am.

Recyclable items:
Paper – All sorts of paper *you don’t get money selling it, it’s for charity *
Aluminium – Soft drink cans, etc…rinsing is advised
Metal/Iron – beverage cans, tins, etc…rinsing is advised
Glass – Jam bottles, sauce bottles etc…rinsing is advised
Reusable shoes, hand bags, luggage, belts, etc…
Clothing – Men’s, ladies’, children’s or infants’ garments, etc…
Plastic – Mineral bottle, Shampoo and detergent containers, etc… rinsing is advised

Non-acceptable items:
1.5l soft drink bottle, oil container
Kitchen utensils, plastic bag, Styrofoam
Toys, bags, briefs, curtain, stocking, sofa, rags, bed sheet
Electrical devices, light bulb, bulky items and etc…

If you are interested, please give them a call for the venue nearest to your home.
Tel: 03-78809048

HAPPY RECYCLING!

MIL brought bb to the pharmacy to grab some meds.

Pharmacist: What’s your name?

BB: Bb…followed MIL uttering his name.

Pharmacist: What’s papa’s name?

BB: Papa….

Pharmacist: What’s mama’s name?

BB: Mama….

Hahahahaha!!! Very straight forward!

Playing point point.

Mama: This is Peter and this is Jane.

Bb: point to Peter…ummm….make noise wants me to tell

Mama: Peter

BB: point point 2 times…

Mama: Peter, Peter

BB: point, point, point, point, point……very fast

Mama: Have to cater la, Peter, Peter, Peter, Peter, Peter, Peter, Peter

BB: Giggled…kekekeke…