Thursday, May 19, 2011

Happy 6th Month Old!!

Happy 6th month Megan!!

I remember the time when she started crawling in circles... then she started to crawl backwards when she wanted to reach an object in front of her... A week or so ago, she finally lift her heavy butt up and start coordinating her legs and arms. And suddenly, she advanced forward! Suddenly she can touch her care bear.. I think she noticed it too.. Because her eyes lit up and she turned her head to search for me for affirmation. "Did you see that!!!?" She laughed heartily.

I dropped everything and clapped my hands, praising her and encouraging her to move towards me... And she did!! And BOY!!! How extremely happy and proud she was... She could not stop practising the crawl and soon she was out of the mat, onto the floor. I called everyone to announce the big news. "hello hello.. Megan can CRAWL!!!"

This marks a new era.. the era of mobility. The end of our freedom.

She started on her rice cereals at 5 months and I don't think she really likes it. Nevertheless, she
now officially joins us at the dinning table during meal times. Our meal times I mean. NICE!

Oh yes, she started to teeth and feeding becomes difficult as her gums hurt and she has no appetite. But, count ourselves lucky she did not develop fever, only crankiness. Only grandma can handle her when she unleash her fury! WOW, tigress..

 Who would have thought that 2011 elections is so damn exciting!?
 Even Megan loves to watch the rallies

yes, you can so tell from her eyes that she has made up her mind which parties to support!
Of coz, watching daddy win puzzle fighter on the PSP is also Megan's favorite past time. I suspect Megan loves daddy more than me. I try not to be jealous... I try.



Grab Megan to pose for the blanket collection series that mimi made and my gal is a natural! However last photo looks like a "see, no pimple" shot! What is she thinking!!!!? Model for wrong product issit??!

I am such a egoistic mother... Ken and me recently love to bring the dumpling out for shopping trips on the weekends.. Ken wanted her to see more people and not be afraid of new faces.. I just LOVE hearing strangers praise her and fall in love w her... and I can carp on such " so cute" praises FOREVER...

What a loser...
Why did everyone ask me what I did to her hair??
Firstly, people will start by saying "he is so cute.."...
I will say "it's a she.."...
"a girl? what did you do to her hair? why cut like that??"

Sigh.... we did not cut her hair... and we are all concerned that her hair grew so slowly.. and .. grow like that. Grandma even applied hair tonic and literally watch Megan's hair grow everyday. She can actually call me and tell me " I think today a bit longer"... then in the evenings "Today this side more hair already hoh???" See? We are all trying our best to get her hair in order... AND.. she is NOT a boy

Monday, May 9, 2011

Bad Company

I am distressed, devastated, crushed.

My backpacking kakis are packing their bags for Uzbekistan this June. I can swallow the fact that they leave for Laos without me one month before my wedding. I am ok with receiving a souvenir from their Tokyo trip last year. But. I cannot CANNOT forgive them heading out to Uzbekistan!!!! UZBEK!!! How do you even pronounce this country???

And why Uzbek? You gonna thank the jappy girl whom Ally discovered has visited India, Jordan, Morocco... fine.. I have no idea where this Jappy girl has visited. But the moral of the story is she has visited too many countries that they feel challenged or shall I say threatened on their street cred meter. To beat this jappy girl (although of coz no one is actually competing with them), Ally and Ix dished out three out-of-the-chart options - Sikkim, Xinjiang, Uzbekistan.

Me and Ally chose Xinjiang. Lx wanted Sikkim. Uzbek turned out to be the cheapest place to visit... SO it was decided... UZBEKISTAN...
Little dumpling is still young... of coz I can't backpack. So I am shutting out all these noise and chatter of their preparation. Friends are suppose to make you feel good.. Sigh... why did I have such bad company who make me feel... feel...how damn low my street cred meter is!

To my two beloved friends : Go mosque out and mutton out!