Celebrating Daddy

It always warms my heart how he takes time to talk to Dawter T during their drinking sessions (milk drinking sessions, you naughty minds!) about her questions, about anything... He challenges her to be a better person, takes time to teach her Math and he's always there to comfort her when I scold her (hahaha!)

I love that he doesn't get tired of all of Bebi A's questions. All the why's and how's. How he never fails to tuck her shirt in at night, check if she's covered with blanket (which she will just remove later) and he's always there to wipe away the tears if she ever gets a booboo.

I am so blessed that he's the father of my kids.

Happy Father's Day, Pre! We love you!

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Nyamy Nyamy

Our Bebe A is at the stage of being cheeky and endearing. She can speak so many words now, some clear, some not. Hehehe. She likes to sing as well. She actually has a good tone. One of the songs that she likes is the one from Wiggles --- Fruit Salad. Her version though is : Mom : Fruit Salad Bebe A : Nyamy Nyamy (Yummy Yummy)

Math Matters

Dawter T called me up and excitedly told me that she's the highest in Math for term 1. So, I thought it was for their exam in Ordinal numbers. "Mommy, Mrs. T said, I am the highest in my tests and in my worksheets. I am 100 %!" Ok, ok, it's our first year in Primary so I am still a bit confused with the grading system. Then, she said, my English is good, but it's not like Math! That got me more confused! But still, I owe her a trip to Night Safari! Hehehe. *** I got home and found Dawter T's assessment folder. And lo and behold, it's true! I am very proud of my chicka! Hehehe (And Pre was even more than proud, for him, only Math matters hahaha)

Sunday Afternoon

We've had an adventure this afternoon. We ate at Pizza Hut and was very disappointed that they forgot to bring out our pizza. It should have come sooner but they made a mistake of bringing out thin crust instead of pizza hut. Pre had to ask the crew about it and only then did they informed us that the pizza was still 5 minutes away, and they were giving us some fried chicken for our wait. I mean, hello? We've waited a long time and it was not our fault and you only thought of the chicken after my husband marched in to your area to ask! We're not difficult customers. We're just hungry hehehe... Bad thing turned to good. The manager was Filipina and after Pre told her about our case, she said that Pizza Hut decided that we don't need to pay for what they have served. Fair enough. But, I don't think I will be coming back anytime soon. So sad. To cap our day, took some photos of the girls. Ate too conscious of her teeth. Bebi A, loving her yellow balloon.

Mind of a fickle

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